<?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-27870521</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:49:53.323+08:00</updated><category term='The Purpose Driven Life'/><title type='text'>&gt;&gt;&gt;wHeRe ThE eAgLe fLiEs&lt;&lt;&lt;</title><subtitle type='html'>one day i shall be there...high up above with the kings of the sky....above all else, where the eagle flies....and this, this is my journey...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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at all when all you see outside d window is grey skies n barren trees that shake with every breath of wind... so anatomy oral exam is over n it went well, now all is left is the mcq's which incidentally are 60% of the whole exam... n i got to get back to embryology now... till next time then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8770973617287368996?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8770973617287368996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8770973617287368996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8770973617287368996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sure aint much but its all we got left I guess we aught to sell it to,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, now wholl start the bid on this old violin?&lt;br /&gt;Just one more and well be through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he cried one give me one dollar,&lt;br /&gt;Wholl make it two only two dollars wholl make it three,&lt;br /&gt;Three dollars twice now thats a good price,&lt;br /&gt;Now whos gonna bid for me?&lt;br /&gt;Raise up your hand now dont wait any longer the auctions about to end,&lt;br /&gt;Whos got four Just one dollar more to bid on this old violin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the air was hot and the people stood around as the sun was setting low,&lt;br /&gt;From the back of the crowd a gray haired man,&lt;br /&gt;Came forward and picked up the bow,&lt;br /&gt;He wiped the dust from the old violin then he tightened up the strings,&lt;br /&gt;Then he played out a melody pure and sweet, sweeter than the Angels sing, &lt;br /&gt;And then the music stopped and the auctioneer, &lt;br /&gt;With a voice that was quiet and low he said now what am I bid,&lt;br /&gt;For this old violin and he held it up with a bow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then he cried out one give me one thousand,&lt;br /&gt;Wholl make it two only two thousand wholl make it three,&lt;br /&gt;Three thousand twice you know thats a good price,&lt;br /&gt;Common whos gonna to bid for me?&lt;br /&gt;And the people cried out what made the change we dont understand,&lt;br /&gt;Then the auctioneer stopped and he said with a smile,&lt;br /&gt;It was the touch of the Masters hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know threes many a man with his life out of tune,&lt;br /&gt;Battered and scared with sin and hes auctioned cheap,&lt;br /&gt;To a thankless world much like that old violin,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but then the Master comes,&lt;br /&gt;And that old foolish crowd they never understand,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am the violin, the master is God, the auctioneer is someone special. sadly the crowd that doesnt understand is my mum. hard to say in many words, but the poem above pretty much sums it. i do wonder many many things, but most of all i wonder, if some parents would actually start listening to all that their kids say, or will they always listen to parts of it and just assume the rest of the situation the way that they want to envision it? then they'll just proceed with the judgement n the sentence, and leave it to that. if only the world was perfect, we wouldnt be reading this at all....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8375794468331944772?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8375794468331944772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>snow fight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;well i know its been ages since i've kept this blog active, but thats no matter... its just that life's been through some major changes for me and i'm trying me best to cope, n i guess i just need an outlet again... i cant be bugging melanie everytime i need to clear this head of mine, so bloggy, i'm back again... for how long i dunno, but we shall see as time goes....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today has been actually the best day since the new year has started... it suffices enough to say that 2008 had an extremely bumpy end, and 2009 began quite mundanely... n today, i actually laughed like i hadn't laughed in a long while... it was just a simple snow fight, but practically everyone let go n played in the snow... no one had planned on playing wit snow, but when we went for our sports class today, our trainer said our assignment was to build a snowman n den we could leave... so he made all of us go out wit d shovel n some brooms to make d snowman... n when u've got a few(many) crazy people who've lived their whole lives just dreaming of snow, our little kid side came free n  soon almost everyone was just throwing snow at one another... it didnt matter if it was ur close fren or someone u barely spoke to in class... we were just having fun, we even ambushed our trainer wit snow.... but since he's a cool dude, his response was to take d shovel n shower us wit snow.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the point i guess i'm just trying to make is dat it was wonderful to let loose for a while, even if it was just for half an hour, all that mattered in that short period of time was having fun.... but it also made me more melanchonic later as i was desperately wishing i could have shared that moment with someone who is real special to me..... but life is what it is, and i cant do that... all that i can do is get through each day relying on God to take me through it.... and maybe, just maybe; time will actually heal these wounds...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8937597786544744040?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8937597786544744040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8937597786544744040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8937597786544744040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8937597786544744040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2009/01/snow-fight.html' title='snow fight'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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away,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;running right past your fingers&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;like water running from a tap.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now you stumble to hold on,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the wind laughs at your face,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pulling the kite away faster,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the kite string is in your palms;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will you get a grip in time,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;before the string runs out;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or will she be borne away forever by the wind?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-5123117023036393581?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5123117023036393581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=5123117023036393581' title='0 Comments'/><link 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mischievous streak that seems to get in the way. Deep down you mean well, but you are just so good at being just a little bit bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.english-country-garden.com/a/i/flowers/foxglove-1.jpg" border="0" /&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;*did this test up on facebook... just quite amused by it, as it's quite an avid description of me... rarely have there been any so accurate... anyways being mischevious is fun!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-3279390594718514624?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3279390594718514624/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-887592218030352027</id><published>2008-01-01T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:10:17.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2007, hello 2008!!!</title><content type='html'>another year has come to a close&lt;br /&gt;what have you done?&lt;br /&gt;what have you not done?&lt;br /&gt;time to contemplate&lt;br /&gt;and balance the books of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight we remember&lt;br /&gt;loves lost to the night,&lt;br /&gt;of friends and family that have left before us&lt;br /&gt;we remember their gifts of life&lt;br /&gt;the legacies that they left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight we ponder,&lt;br /&gt;on our dreams for the year&lt;br /&gt;resolutions that we have set&lt;br /&gt;the expectant desires we have&lt;br /&gt;we think of a year unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet another book closes tonight,&lt;br /&gt;and at the stroke of midnight,&lt;br /&gt;another book is being writ,&lt;br /&gt;in this year's ending,&lt;br /&gt;is next year's beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye 2007, hello 2008!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a very happy new year filled with blessings from above and lots of good cheer to all of you!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-887592218030352027?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/887592218030352027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=887592218030352027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to be jolly fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside the carolers start to sing&lt;br /&gt;I can't describe the joy they bring&lt;br /&gt;Cause joy is something they don't bring me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend is by my side&lt;br /&gt;From the roof are hanging sickles of ice&lt;br /&gt;Their whiny voices get irritating&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I stand with a dead smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;Wondering how much of my time they'll waste&lt;br /&gt;Oh God I hate these Satan's helpers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I guess I must have snapped&lt;br /&gt;Because I grabbed a baseball bat&lt;br /&gt;And made them all run for shelter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas time again&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer&lt;br /&gt;You people scare me&lt;br /&gt;Please stay away from my home&lt;br /&gt;If you don't wanna get beat down&lt;br /&gt;Just leave the presents and then leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it's not cool to freak on Christmas Eve&lt;br /&gt;Cause the cops came and arrested me&lt;br /&gt;They had an unfair advantage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even though the jail didn't have a tree&lt;br /&gt;Christmas came a night early&lt;br /&gt;Causes a guy named Bubba unwrapped my package (hot damn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Christmas time again&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing tired of all this Christmas cheer&lt;br /&gt;You people scare me&lt;br /&gt;Please stay away from my home&lt;br /&gt;If you don't wanna get beat down&lt;br /&gt;Just leave the presents and then leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home for Christmas&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home for Christmas (please post my bail)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;tho my sentiments aren't exactly the same as blink 182.... it still boils down to the same thing..... i wont be home for christmas dis year.... little did i know when i downloaded this song last year that i would be in this position... welll just have to deal wit it i guess....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; I won't be home for Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-6285641973748913775?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-3983301709056395135</id><published>2007-11-27T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T01:56:05.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead man (carry me) - jars of clay</title><content type='html'>January One, I got a lot of things on my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at my body through a new spy satellite&lt;br /&gt;I try to lift a finger but I don't think I can make a call&lt;br /&gt;So tell me if I move 'cause I don't feel anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So carry me&lt;br /&gt; I'm just a dead man&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the carpet&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Make me breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a new man&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the old one&lt;br /&gt;Out with the old plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from a dream about an empty funeral&lt;br /&gt;But it's better than a party full of people I don't really know&lt;br /&gt; Well, they've got hearts to break and burn, dirty hands to feel the earth&lt;br /&gt;There's something in my veins but I can't seem to make it work&lt;br /&gt;Won't work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So carry me&lt;br /&gt; I'm just a dead man&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the carpet&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Make me breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a new man&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the old one&lt;br /&gt;Out with the old plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you find a beat?&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me?&lt;br /&gt;Any pulse, getting worse&lt;br /&gt;Any pulse, getting worse&lt;br /&gt;Inside of me&lt;br /&gt;In front of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry me&lt;br /&gt; I'm just a dead man&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the carpet&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Make me breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a new man&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the old one&lt;br /&gt;Out with the old plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carry me&lt;br /&gt; I'm just a dead man&lt;br /&gt;Lying on the carpet&lt;br /&gt;Can't find a heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Make me breathe&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be a new man&lt;br /&gt;Tired of the old one&lt;br /&gt;Out with the old plan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-3983301709056395135?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3983301709056395135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=3983301709056395135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3983301709056395135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3983301709056395135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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ask that i be understood&lt;br /&gt;if that is so hard to do&lt;br /&gt;how can i depend on those around me now?&lt;br /&gt;the ones that are supposed to be closest to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it so hard to listen to my reasoning?&lt;br /&gt;why does gender difference make such a difference?&lt;br /&gt;i can live my life without a man&lt;br /&gt;i can take care of myself&lt;br /&gt;i dont need a perfect candidate&lt;br /&gt;is that too much to ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-311980165451985393?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/311980165451985393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=311980165451985393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RvozFthB9cI/AAAAAAAAALc/Y5mzxYiwaMc/s1600-h/IMG_0089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RvozFthB9cI/AAAAAAAAALc/Y5mzxYiwaMc/s320/IMG_0089.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114456500043118018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ya'll.. how r u guys doin? things r pretty fine here, except for a few hiccups on d way.. anyhows here are some pics for u guys to see.. will give a full update l8er on, my laptop is running low on juice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2999485435542747301?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2999485435542747301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-1567280443340849966</id><published>2007-09-11T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T13:17:11.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a romantic's dream</title><content type='html'>notes on paper, music in the air,&lt;br /&gt;a song of love played by violin strings,&lt;br /&gt;a lover's concerto heard in the moonlit night,&lt;br /&gt;as the dream of the romantic takes shape and flies into the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and soon the violin meets the piano,&lt;br /&gt;the lover, solo no more,&lt;br /&gt;meets his match,&lt;br /&gt;as their music combine,&lt;br /&gt;so their hearts entwine,&lt;br /&gt;lost to the rapture of their duet,&lt;br /&gt;ethereal figures in the night&lt;br /&gt;as their hearts are soar to heaven's height.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-1567280443340849966?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1567280443340849966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=1567280443340849966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1567280443340849966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1567280443340849966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/09/romantics-dream.html' title='a romantic&apos;s dream'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-520287071611164374</id><published>2007-09-04T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T19:56:27.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emoness....</title><content type='html'>ok ppl, brace urselfs for a bit of ranting.... yeah well i've been goin thru an emo rollercoaster... d upside being dat i'm excited abt leaving... d downside, i'm sad abt leaving... i mean, i'm excited dat i'm finally gonna be able to do my own thing in my own way without having to really listen to d dictation of others, but on d other hand i'm terrified dat i'm gonna fail miserably... all my life, i could say i've been pretty much pampered, not in a sense that i get everything i want when i want it, but in the way that a whole lot of things were done for me.. i'm not born wit a silver spoon in my mouth, but more like i've been chauffered everywhere. i hardly ever took public transport on my own. i've nvr gone anywhere on my own actually. i've always had somebody wit me. most of all wat worries me is dat i'm pretty green on d street. i'm not really a street-wise person. i've always been d baby of d family, heck, not only to family, but to d ppl in church also. where i've spent most of my time besides at home. there are so many things at d back of my mind. like, how long r they gonna remember me after i go? i can only make trips back home once a year. i'm leaving a lot of ppl i care about, especially d little ones that i love so much. as little as they are, how long will it be due to my prolonged absences, before they'll forget abt me? as far as parents go, i'm sure they wont forget. in my preparation to leave, mum's making me wash all my soft toys n pack them into this big wooden box that i have in d room. it just feels so strange, like as if i'm packing all my childhood into that brown box. all of me into that box....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from dat, leaving home means growing up big time n being an adult. can i do it? all my life, i've dreamed of the day dat i'll be leaving, it's almost been my lifelong dream to leave malaysia. all those years i just didn't realise dat i'll be finding it bloody tough to actually start packing. before i leave, i'm already missing those times that i'm gonna be absent. christmas, new year's, easter, all the birthdays. d only family celebration that i'll be able to be around from now on is my parents wedding anniversary. rite now these lines from nickleback's song &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Photograph&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; best describes how i feel,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"I miss that town, I miss their faces&lt;br /&gt;You can't erase, you can't replace it&lt;br /&gt;I miss it now, I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;So hard to stay, too hard to leave it&lt;br /&gt;Every memory of looking out the back door&lt;br /&gt;I got the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to say it, time to say it&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, goodbye&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; other thing dat worries me is, how long will it be before &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; start to forget? i know it really sounds crazy, but what if i do? i just cant shake dat off my mind....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-520287071611164374?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/520287071611164374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=520287071611164374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/520287071611164374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/520287071611164374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/09/emoness.html' title='emoness....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-8543210221166154448</id><published>2007-08-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T00:01:53.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>before d year is over n d total death count of friends, relatives n church members is 7... just in a matter of 4 months... it's quite depressing when ppl ard u seem to be dropping like flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8543210221166154448?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8543210221166154448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8543210221166154448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8543210221166154448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8543210221166154448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/before-d-year-is-over-n-d-total-death.html' title=''/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-1693851635390790965</id><published>2007-08-13T14:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T14:16:30.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what say you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i was just listening to d radio n i happened to hear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Katherine MacPhee's "Over It"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chris Daughtry's "It's Not Over"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; back to back. take a look at d lyrics.&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;strong&gt;Over It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm over your lies, and I'm over your games&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm over you asking me when you know I'm not okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You call me at night, and I pick up the phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And though you've been telling me, I know you're not alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and thats why&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your eyes, I'm over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your smile, I'm over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realize, I'm over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm over it, I'm over…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, that ain't no way to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I feel, read my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm so over,I'm so over.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so..Movin' on, and it's my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never were a friend of mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurt at first a little bit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now I'm so over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So over it, I'm so over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, that ain't no way to be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How I feel, read my lips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I'm so over it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movin' on, and it's my time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You never were a friend of mine&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;strong&gt;It's Not Over&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was blown away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What could I say?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It all seemed to make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You've taken away everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I can't deal with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I try to see the good in life,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But good things in life are hard to find.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We'll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Taken all I could take,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I cannot wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're wasting too much time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being strong, holding on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't let it bring us down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life with you means everything,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I won't give up that easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll blow it away, blow it away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can we make this something good?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause it's all misunderstood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't let this get away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it out, let it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get caught up in yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to do it right this time around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over, yeah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This love is killing me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you're the only one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not over.&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;em&gt;anyone other than me thinks there might be something more than just songs by 2 finalists from American Idol??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-1693851635390790965?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1693851635390790965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=1693851635390790965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1693851635390790965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1693851635390790965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-say-you.html' title='what say you?'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-926778028509234946</id><published>2007-08-07T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T12:34:54.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys that i like</title><content type='html'>this post is totally random. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well since my blog has been ignored again, n i've been having way toooooooo much time on my hands doin mothing much, i kinda got thinking. abt d kinda guys that i like. well for one i know, bad-boy attitude seems to turn me on, plus a whole lot of muscles. pure hotness for me. so here is specimen no.1 of d guys dat i like. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jason Momoa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he first caught my eye when i was watching Season 2 of Stargate Atlantis. i could say it was love at frist sight 4 me. defintely!! he looked so hawt!!! SUPER HAWT!!! all his muscles n his hair was a big, big turn on. i like long hair on guys if they look good with it. he can melt with his smile, unfortunately i couldn't find any picture with him smiling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.tesco.com/pi/entertainment/DVD/LF/696186_DV_L_F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.michellerowen.com/blog/uploaded_images/gal_03-786144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i45.photobucket.com/albums/f71/soul_one_sugar_sky/ronondex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/stargate-atlantis/images/jason-momoa-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;n he does hv dat bad boy look... n he is awesome with his guns... HE IS THE DEFINITION OF HOTNESS FOR ME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;specimen no 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eddie Cahill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;caught him on CSI:NY. only thing is they dun show much of him as he is just d bad cop who catches d suspects. he is d bad boy there n i like his attitude. a bit of charm n sacarsam added in n mixed well. n oh yeah, he handles d guns too. i like boys wit guns. plus he looks extremely good in a suit. :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.tvguide.com/images/pgimg/eddie-cahill1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.buddytv.com/articles/csi-ny/images/eddie-cahill-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.screencaptures.net/c/cahill31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-926778028509234946?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/926778028509234946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=926778028509234946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/926778028509234946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/926778028509234946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/08/guys-that-i-like.html' title='guys that i like'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-5050104089179525973</id><published>2007-07-21T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T23:43:34.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random ramblings....</title><content type='html'>i was out shopping in bandar baru wit my mom n sis on thursday n in this particular boutique called 'Lamour' there was this super cute, nice, elegant, sassy n ethnic looking jacket. it was more like a spanish design n it was absolutely gorgeous. the best part, it was going on 50% discount. n i think that's a great steal since the original price of that jacket is RM300. but d only problem is, if i buy it, when can i use it? it's not a casual wear jacket, rather it's d kind of jacket that u would use to a dinner or a night out clubbing. n since dinners aren't very often n i don't/not allowed to go clubbing, there will be a high chance that i wont wear it at all. n so mummy says i cant buy it. haihz..... wat a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;p.s.  if anyone wants to get me a belated birthday gift, feel free to ask 4 d exact location of d shop ya. i'll be happy to take that as a gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-5050104089179525973?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5050104089179525973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=5050104089179525973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/5050104089179525973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/5050104089179525973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/random-ramblings.html' title='random ramblings....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-518250248855974413</id><published>2007-07-14T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T22:58:35.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of life updates and tags....</title><content type='html'>well lets start by me apologising to my long ignored and scorned blog.. 'Sorry bloggy, i cannot hereby promise that i will not ignore you again, because thats the very likely thing thats going to happen'.... well another apology next time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now that's done n over with, lets get back to me. updates since the last time i updated my blog is not much, but dat dun mean i've been doin absolutely nothing. u see, dear readers, yours truly has been employed as her mother's secretary. and without any pay!!! somebody should file a complaint about child labour abuse :( anyways besides that i was in college last friday (6/7) to sell my old a-levels books. well old would be an understatement as some of those books are as good as new and most of them are under 1 year old. it's quite funny meeting up with d lecturers u know, they dont seem that intimidating or as irrating as they used to be while u were studying. i guess that feeling comes with the liberation from the course. anyways since i met most/all of my lecturers, here's what they hv to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Karamjeet: oh, ur here! selling photostated books is it?&lt;br /&gt;me: no got ori books also. so sir, ask ur students to come n buy from us k&lt;br /&gt;Mr. K: yeah i'll tell them, but make sure u sell them the ori books only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ho: hi there. u r looking very well rested and relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;me thinking as soon as she said those words, makes me wonder how bad i really looked when the exams were goin on *shudders*. imagine seeing thousands of walking zombies trudging up to the MPH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Yap: hi there. how are you?&lt;br /&gt;me: i'm fine&lt;br /&gt;Ms Y: hey are u selling my notes also ar?&lt;br /&gt;me: ya, i sold them edi&lt;br /&gt;Ms Y: who did u sell them to?&lt;br /&gt;me: no worries cher, i sold them to another PM8 student&lt;br /&gt;Ms Y: *blur look* huh? oww u mean the 0701 intake? *laughs* ok can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall made quite a bit of money selling my books, so was quite satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next outing i had was goin for dinner with d klang gang. it was actually a bit of a farewell party for premi who's goin of to aussie to furthur her studies. was quite an entertaing dinner. well i guess dats wat u get when u mix all of us together. there was a whole lot of laughter and needless to say, we were the noisiest table present. well premi, if ur goin, it's best to go with a big bang rite.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forsee this post is going to be a super long post. cos i've got to do gracie's 100 question tag next. anyways gracie, d moment i saw d start of ur post with d tag, i just knew my name would be at d bottom. n u proved me right, i guess our mental wavelength is still d same eh? even if we hardly see each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. First thing you wash in the shower?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. What color is your favorite hoodie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well I don’t hv a hoodie, but black would be d colour of my fave hoodie. When I get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Do you like coffee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I aint a regular coffee drinker, but I have to say that I love coffee during exams. How else can I stay up all night studying n still be able to hv the presence of mind to do my papers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THANK YOU GOD FOR CREATING COFFEE!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*did d tag creator do this on purpose? Mana no 4?* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. How are you feeling RIGHT now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m actually feeling rather chatty. But since no one’s on9 4 me to chat with, might as well spend d energy on d survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6. Whats the last letter of your crush's name? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u see…. I have a problem here…. This question is only applicable if u hv a crush. Therefore answer not available since I hv no crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7. Do you say aim or a-i-m?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I suppose dat would be aim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. Tell me about the last dream you remember having?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If cant remember. I usually cant remember my dreams unless they are really very vivid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*tag creator has math problems, no 9 is missing* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10. What are you craving? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING!!!! I hven’t been shopping 4 6 months, n those who know me, they know that deserves to be added to the Guiness Would Book of Records!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11. Do you floss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sssh… dun tell anybody… I dont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12. What comes to mind when I say cabbage?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stir fried with egg… I love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15. Would you dance with someone to the taco song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no 1: wats d taco song?&lt;br /&gt;No 2: I hv been diagnosed as having two left feet. I cant dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;16. Have you ever counted to 1,000? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell no… y would I want to do dat???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;17. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lick it of course..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;18. Do you use smileys? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*somebody please send d tag creator for maths classes to Mr. Karamjeet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20. Have you ever met a celebrity?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does joey g n fancesca peters count?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;21. Do you like cottage cheese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cheese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;22. What's the last song you had stuck in your head?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark Schultz – Letters from war… I don’t know why, but hearing dis song n watching d video just made me cry…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;23. How many countries have you visited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore only… quite lame rite… but nvm, Europe is on d way for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;24. Are your parents strict? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are regarding some n certain issues. But on the whole, I’d say I’ve got a better deal than some others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;25. I'm gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes no sense whatsoever to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;26. Would you go out to eat with George Bush?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not the most attractive person on earth. So no, but I would be happy if he could pay for my dinner with Jason Momoa…. XD *dream on Louie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;27. Would you throw potatoes at him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe. If he doesn’t pay for my future dinner with Jason Momoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;28. Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;31. Who sits behind you in your math class?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there used to be many others during d course of a-levels. Why? Cos I was instructed to sit in front of d class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;33. Ha No. 32 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa ini?.. does d survey writer need to go for english classes as well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;34. Can you count backwards from 74?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no other work meh…...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;35. Where are you going to be doing on Saturday night? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;filling up this survey.. its already Saturday nite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Brown or white eggs?&lt;br /&gt;is there a difference??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Like rap music?&lt;br /&gt;depends on d song. Yeah I guess…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Ever taken a train?&lt;br /&gt;uh-huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Experienced the twin towers falling in New York?&lt;br /&gt;nope.. now dat u mention it, I don’t want to at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;Saturday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. What was your lunch?&lt;br /&gt;chi kut the, with stir fried pak choi n rice. Very Chinese meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43 What is your best friend doing tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;Gracie?. Most likely sleep her head off…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Ever have cream puffs?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. u wanna know a secret. D bakery near my house sell d best cream puffs ever. Damn cheap also, only RM 0.45 for a piece...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Have you ever seen the Butterfly Effect?&lt;br /&gt;I've probably seen it but I didn’t realize it. Well u do realize dat everytime a butterfly flaps its wings the butterly effect could be taking place rite……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. So, how about them Yankees?&lt;br /&gt;well I aint got nothing again em Yanks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Do you like gay people?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’ll be fine. I survied tanuj n Daniel. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Why do you say that?&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t met any real gay couple la k. I’ll just them as they come k, they hv a right to society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Are you going to answer the other 50 questions?&lt;br /&gt;since there’s nothing else better to do. Why not??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Is your hair curly?&lt;br /&gt;Nope...it's straight wit abit of waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, mark Schultz made me cry. I hate crying. But once in a long, long time I welcome a good cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Ever walked into a wall?&lt;br /&gt;Um. Nearly, a couple of times. Lol. Which would u prefer, a volleyball net or a wall? *flashback to redang* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Are you currently wearing socks?&lt;br /&gt;stockings count?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Favorite time of the year?&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian Mega Sale! Christmas or any other time I can go shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Are you a generally happy person?&lt;br /&gt;I suppose so. Well u certainly don’t see me tearing at every corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Are you wearing jeans?&lt;br /&gt;Nope...I'm wearing slacks...hehe.. still haven’t changed out of my church clothes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. The next person you'll hold hands with?&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. It depends when I’m gonna be shaking hands next XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Have you ever drank alcohol straight from the bottle?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, Paul Mason wine’s are d best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Do you think you're old?&lt;br /&gt;Nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Are you afraid of the dark?&lt;br /&gt;nope. I can survive it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Do you like your life right now?&lt;br /&gt;it’s fine.. actually I think it’s good. Life could be a whole lot worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. When's the last time you chose a bath over a shower?&lt;br /&gt;gosh!! Its so long ago I cant even remember when.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you knock on wood?&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Do you have good vision?&lt;br /&gt;well I’m wearing contacts. But I’m good at seeing those really cute guys across d road…hehehe… grace when we gonna go out n cuci mata?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Could you ever forgive a cheater?&lt;br /&gt;nope I don’t think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Do you have a job?&lt;br /&gt;a job without pay that is…....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Describe ur best friend(s)?&lt;br /&gt;Gracie can crack me up anytime, plus we share a mental connection that’s still workin even tho we aren’t seeing each other dat often… julian is still waiting for another chance to kick me at pool… lavee can make my mouth water all d way from frace by just telling me all those delicacies she’s cooked up.. cant wait 4 u to get back woman…. with frenz like these there’s no way life can be boring.&lt;br /&gt;74-76 is missing?? Tag writer really needs to go back to Standard 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;take the bull by the horn babeh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78 also missing. Cacatnya&lt;br /&gt;79. How often do you talk on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;I sms most of d time……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Are you in a complicated relationship?&lt;br /&gt;no relationship, how to be complicated? Apa la u??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Do you hate more than 3 people?&lt;br /&gt;no... even if I did I wont be telling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Are you sarcastic?&lt;br /&gt;not always, but when d switch is on u had it……&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Do you use chopstick?&lt;br /&gt;I’m better than some of the Chinese at this k… dun play play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. Are you too excited over stuffs?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. I try to keep d lid on my emotions….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Do you shop often?&lt;br /&gt;I hvent 4 d past 6 ½ months. But I’m goin on a rampage soon. I love shopping!!!! SALEZILLA here I come!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Do you owe ppl money?&lt;br /&gt;not really…. I try to be self-sufficient….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Have you made a prank phone call?&lt;br /&gt;certainly….. *horns appearing beside d halo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Have you ever been to hawaii?&lt;br /&gt;I wish.. but I can do part of d Hawaiian dance…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;92. Do you like your hair?&lt;br /&gt;liking it better nowadays after a couple of nightmare cuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93. Do you enjoy laughing?&lt;br /&gt;i do. Sadly ppl dun appreciate my laugh. Scary laugh it seems… hmmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;94. Are you closer to your mother or father?&lt;br /&gt;Mummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;95. Do you chat on msn often?&lt;br /&gt;Always! Cant go out much wat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. What's the closest thing to you that has a leg?&lt;br /&gt;d computer table….. wat?? U din say it had to be alive…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99. Does your crush comment your myspace?&lt;br /&gt;I dun hv a crush... neither do I hv a myspace accout.. jeez….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100. Do you comment theirs?&lt;br /&gt;dun hv means dun hv la… y keep asking??? haiyo&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people:&lt;br /&gt;Prakky – u need something to update ur blog *hint hint*&lt;br /&gt;Premi – one for d road gal! make it ur last tag b4 u leave&lt;br /&gt;Hammie - just do it k&lt;br /&gt;Lisa – u said u wanted to update ur blog, here’s some help… XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else who wants to do this k….&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-518250248855974413?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/518250248855974413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=518250248855974413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/518250248855974413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/518250248855974413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/07/of-life-updates-and-tags.html' title='of life updates and tags....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4154215961716846747</id><published>2007-06-22T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T21:28:57.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>redang trip</title><content type='html'>first of all i have to say this was d most awesome trip i've ever had in my life. it was so superly and uberly fun. right from d bus ride from subang all d way to redang and the way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting 4 all d pics dat we took there, so after the pics come in i'll put the whole stpry down. as i aint so good wit words n pictures tell a thousand words... XD&lt;br /&gt;n guys get set for our futsal outing..hehehe n we definitely need more chivas... XD&lt;br /&gt;cheers ppl!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4154215961716846747?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4154215961716846747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4154215961716846747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4154215961716846747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4154215961716846747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/redang-trip.html' title='redang trip'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-8606361755067485571</id><published>2007-06-16T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:04:29.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over... finally!!!!</title><content type='html'>yes ppl, it is the truth.... its over.. finally... ver very over.... &lt;h3&gt;A-LEVELS IS DONE AND OVER WITH!!! &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant express the relief that washed over me once the last paper was done.. it has by no means been a pleasant ride. i must admit there was a whole lot of good times, but underneath it all there was an undercurrent of uneasiness.. cant explain why.. n dont really know why either.. i'm just glad its over... now i cant wait for my vacation... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;REDANG!!!! HERE I COME!!!! XD XD XD&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8606361755067485571?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8606361755067485571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8606361755067485571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8606361755067485571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8606361755067485571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-over-finally.html' title='its over... finally!!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-3265794968419172831</id><published>2007-06-11T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T20:46:08.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont cry for yesterday past, i cry for tommorow lost</title><content type='html'>was listenting to Light n Easy on d way back from coll earlier, n i heard this song. pretty nice... n its a good listen, even tho its a tad emo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Duran Duran - &lt;i&gt;Ordinary World&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came in from a rainy Thursday &lt;br /&gt;On the avenue &lt;br /&gt;Thought I heard you talking softly &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned on the lights, the TV &lt;br /&gt;And the radio &lt;br /&gt;Still I can't escape the ghost of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to it all? &lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some are saying &lt;br /&gt;Where is the life that I recognize? &lt;br /&gt;Gone away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry for yesterday &lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find &lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way &lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world &lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion or coincidence &lt;br /&gt;Once prompted you to say &lt;br /&gt;"Pride will tear us both apart" &lt;br /&gt;Well now pride's gone out the window &lt;br /&gt;Cross the rooftops &lt;br /&gt;Run away &lt;br /&gt;Left me in the vacuum of my heart &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to me? &lt;br /&gt;Crazy, some'd say &lt;br /&gt;Where is my friend when I need you most? &lt;br /&gt;Gone away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't cry for yesterday &lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find &lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way &lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world &lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papers in the roadside &lt;br /&gt;Tell of suffering and greed &lt;br /&gt;Here today, forgot tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Ooh, here besides the news &lt;br /&gt;Of holy war and holy need &lt;br /&gt;Ours is just a little sorrow &lt;br /&gt;It's all gone away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't cry for yesterday &lt;br /&gt;There's an ordinary world &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find &lt;br /&gt;And as I try to make my way &lt;br /&gt;To the ordinary world &lt;br /&gt;I will learn to survive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every one &lt;br /&gt;Is my world, I will learn to survive &lt;br /&gt;Any one &lt;br /&gt;Is my world, I will learn to survive &lt;br /&gt;Any one &lt;br /&gt;Is my world &lt;br /&gt;Every one &lt;br /&gt;Is my world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-3265794968419172831?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3265794968419172831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=3265794968419172831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3265794968419172831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3265794968419172831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-dont-cry-for-yesterday-past-i-cry-for.html' title='i dont cry for yesterday past, i cry for tommorow lost'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4191275935062226902</id><published>2007-06-04T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T16:08:31.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know i'm irresponsible, but do u find me adorable??</title><content type='html'>i'm dead bored in college n since i've got nothing else better to do... i shall tell d whole world i love this song... XD... besides, my mind is attacked by d disease diagnosed as 'extreme brain malfunction due to exams'... lolz... lame i know, but i've got nothing else better to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MICHAEL BUBLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Call Me Irresponsible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;Call me unreliable&lt;br /&gt;Throw in undependable, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do my foolish alibis bore you?&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not too clever, I&lt;br /&gt;I just adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, call me unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm impractical&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm unreliable&lt;br /&gt;But it's undeniably true&lt;br /&gt;That I'm irresponsibly mad for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do my foolish alibis bore you?&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I'm not too clever, I&lt;br /&gt;I just adore you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that I'm so impractical&lt;br /&gt;Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead call me irresponsible&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm unreliable&lt;br /&gt;But it's undeniably true&lt;br /&gt;I'm irresponsibly mad for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby it's true&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4191275935062226902?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4191275935062226902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4191275935062226902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4191275935062226902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4191275935062226902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-know-im-irresponsible-but-do-u-find.html' title='i know i&apos;m irresponsible, but do u find me adorable??'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-209939735866102369</id><published>2007-06-02T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T10:28:47.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of chemistry and tears.....</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a day to go down in history. y?? because for the first time in all her 19 years of life, Ms. Louisa Abigail D'Cruz cried over a test paper. yes. for the very first time since she went to school, she cried over a bloody test paper. n of all papers, chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when they took the paper out of d packaging yesterday, i saw d buckyballs question on d last page, my heart sank. as it was, i was already on the verge of hyperventilating when we went in2 the examination hall, when i saw that question, i almost stopped breathing. i know i sound so very exaggerating, but its true. chemistry has been my best subject so far in a-lvls n i tot i could nail it with an A for A2. n i worked my bloody ass of for chemistry. to think that it all came to be a waste. Y?? cos the paper was so darned horrible. i mean,come on. since when did chemistry applications become the 'new core chemistry'. its supposed to be filed under fucking options la. u damned english people, do u know wat the meaning of options is??? it means that its not important and we can choose wat we wanna do. y was dat damned chemistry 4 ppr so full of options. almost nothing of core chemistry came out. arrrghhhh!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i looked through all the paper, it took all my willpower not to cry in the examination hall itself. the paper was so fucking hard la.. damn it... i just couldnt keep it in any longer when i called mummy n was talking to her. for once, i know how it feels to be so dissapointed in a paper. especially if the paper is ur best subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to haseena, raeyna n lai yen . thank you so much for just being there with me. i know the paper went bad for u guys as well. but seriously, thanks for making me feel better. love u guys loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those who had read this far, thank you for listening to the rantings of a deranged student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-209939735866102369?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/209939735866102369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=209939735866102369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/209939735866102369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/209939735866102369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-chemistry-and-tears.html' title='of chemistry and tears.....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2764708049940435241</id><published>2007-05-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:39:53.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this i pray. amen</title><content type='html'>OUTLANDISH&lt;br /&gt;"I Only Ask Of God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ask of God&lt;br /&gt;He won't let me be indifferent to the suffering&lt;br /&gt;That the very dried up death doesn't find me&lt;br /&gt;Empty and without having given my everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ask of God&lt;br /&gt;He won't let me be indifferent to the wars&lt;br /&gt;It is a big monster which treads hard&lt;br /&gt;On the poor innocence of people &lt;br /&gt;It is a big monster which treads hard&lt;br /&gt;On the poor innocence of people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People...people, people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ask of God&lt;br /&gt;He won't let me be indifferent to the injustice&lt;br /&gt;That they do not slap my other cheek&lt;br /&gt;After a claw has scratched my whole body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only ask of God&lt;br /&gt;He won't let me be indifferent to the wars&lt;br /&gt;It is a big monster which treads hard&lt;br /&gt;On the poor innocence of people &lt;br /&gt;It is a big monster which treads hard&lt;br /&gt;On the poor innocence of people &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People...people...people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo le pido a Dios&lt;br /&gt;Que la guerra no me sea indiferente&lt;br /&gt;Es un monstro grande y pisa fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Toda la pobre inocencia de la gente&lt;br /&gt;Es un monstro grande y pisa fuerte&lt;br /&gt;Toda la pobre inocencia de la gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People...people...people&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2764708049940435241?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2764708049940435241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2764708049940435241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2764708049940435241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2764708049940435241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/this-i-pray-amen.html' title='this i pray. amen'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-8667099042282997598</id><published>2007-05-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:38:39.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reversal of roles</title><content type='html'>in all my yesteryears, it was me who was leaning on my mom's shoulder for support. when i was tired, her shoulder or lap was the most comfortable place in the world, it still is. 2day, while we were in church waiting for the pentecost vigil 2 start, mom turns 2 me n tells me, 'sit up straight, i wanna sleep on ur shoulder. i'm just so tired.' i really just dunno how 2 explain how i feel, about how our roles in time are changing. when i was younger, i was seeking comfort, n now i'm the source of comfort. vice versa for my mom. its just scary at times. it's also proof that i', growing up, no longer a sheltered child at my mom's knee. i only hope that in future times, i will be able 2 play and live my role as well as she has. with unyielding strength, yet with unfathomnable gentleness n love, following the steps of my mom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8667099042282997598?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8667099042282997598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8667099042282997598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8667099042282997598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8667099042282997598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/reversal-of-roles.html' title='reversal of roles'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4835304155368813952</id><published>2007-05-24T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T21:13:33.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bedroom survey...</title><content type='html'>Condoms:&lt;br /&gt;- nope.. mum will freak if she finds out n den ya'll can all come for my funeral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell phone:&lt;br /&gt;- uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chair/stool:&lt;br /&gt;- yeapz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book shelf:&lt;br /&gt;- its supposed 2 be a book shelf, but has been d resident home for all my teddies, photos n some CDs for the past 10 yrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dresser:&lt;br /&gt;- definitely.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Computer:&lt;br /&gt;- nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bean bag:&lt;br /&gt;- nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;- oh yeah..all my cutie kiddy photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirror:&lt;br /&gt;- of course!!! imagine the life without one.. oh the horror!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skateboard:&lt;br /&gt;- nah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bed:&lt;br /&gt;- of course...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes on the floor:&lt;br /&gt;- nah.. will find em in d dustbin d next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surfboard:&lt;br /&gt;- nopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoke detector:&lt;br /&gt;- nopes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piano/keyboard/guitar/bass/drums:&lt;br /&gt;- none of d above, but my violin is in my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locking door:&lt;br /&gt;- a total must!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottle of water:&lt;br /&gt;- onli when i go 2 sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blacklight:&lt;br /&gt;- nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medals/ribbons:&lt;br /&gt;- nope all downstairs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awards:&lt;br /&gt;- same as above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sport accessories:&lt;br /&gt;- futsal ball count???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CDs:&lt;br /&gt;- yeaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flag:&lt;br /&gt;- nopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop sign/any sign:&lt;br /&gt;- yeah.. a DND door sign on my door.. taken from spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caution tape:&lt;br /&gt;- a DND door sign counts rite.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paintball:&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real Gun:&lt;br /&gt;- dat would be cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes:&lt;br /&gt;- nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candle:&lt;br /&gt;- none..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books:&lt;br /&gt;- yeapz..a select few dat i read when i cant sleep.. the rest r downstairs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nintendo:&lt;br /&gt;- no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play Station:&lt;br /&gt;- none in d house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xbox:&lt;br /&gt;- nopw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stereo:&lt;br /&gt;- uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Television:&lt;br /&gt;- nope.. but my sis has... but she dun hv a stereo player... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighter:&lt;br /&gt;- nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gum:&lt;br /&gt;- nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many windows do you have in ur room?&lt;br /&gt;- one twin window.. y'd u wanna know?? wanna sneak in at nite is it??.. dun bother trying, its barred... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the color of your walls?&lt;br /&gt;- white n pale pink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardwood floor, tile, or carpet?:&lt;br /&gt;- tiles... freezing cold when d AC is left on all nite long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your bed?&lt;br /&gt;- its wooden, so brown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is on ur walls?&lt;br /&gt;- my name n my sis name in cross-stich.. picture of jesus rite above my bed. 2 framed poems given 2 me on confirmation n a congratulations for my confirmation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the opposite sex been in your room before?&lt;br /&gt;- does my daddy n my lil cousins count?? my cousins love my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag :&lt;br /&gt;- Grace&lt;br /&gt;- Raeyna&lt;br /&gt;- Lai Yen&lt;br /&gt;- Siron&lt;br /&gt;- Serge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4835304155368813952?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4835304155368813952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4835304155368813952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4835304155368813952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4835304155368813952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/condoms-nope.html' title='bedroom survey...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7039473964062358845</id><published>2007-05-20T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T11:07:34.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say goodbye &amp; thanks for the memories...</title><content type='html'>friday was officially the last day for me as an a-levels students. as i was reminising the first day of classes on how each of us, strangers, are now friends. time has passed and has indeed changed all of us. we are now older and opefully more wiser. i must say that it was no bed of roses that we slept on. it was a very bumpy rollercoaster ride, with lots of ups and downs. but through it all, we managed to come out stronger. n i must say, the last leg of the journery was the bumpiest of all. i am thankful to have all of you as frens and i dont regret knowing ya'll one bit. it's been one hell of a rollercoaster ride, thany you everyone for the memories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;our last song &lt;br /&gt;at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories of days past,&lt;br /&gt;of tears and laughter,&lt;br /&gt;of anger and of fear,&lt;br /&gt;of love and friendship,&lt;br /&gt;are etched forever&lt;br /&gt;in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for you,&lt;br /&gt;for filling my life&lt;br /&gt;with your colours and song&lt;br /&gt;for making my canvas of memories&lt;br /&gt;the most beautiful work of art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we go our separate ways,&lt;br /&gt;my wish for each of you&lt;br /&gt;that all your dreams come true,&lt;br /&gt;and that one day,&lt;br /&gt;we may chance to meet again&lt;br /&gt;along that road we call life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7039473964062358845?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7039473964062358845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7039473964062358845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7039473964062358845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7039473964062358845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/say-goodbye-thanks-for-memories.html' title='say goodbye &amp; thanks for the memories...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-975715213792897445</id><published>2007-05-16T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T20:08:02.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>male pregnancy?!?!??!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.malepregnancy.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is damn sick la...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-975715213792897445?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/975715213792897445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=975715213792897445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/975715213792897445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/975715213792897445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/male-pregnancy-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-3231024067792770747</id><published>2007-05-15T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T21:21:09.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coincidence or fate?.. u decide</title><content type='html'>well over d weekend i've been pretty hooked on this hindi song 'rafta rafta' which i got from sanil. i let haseena hear d song yesterday n now she's hooked on it too. but somthing strage happens when haseena listens to dat song. her ex-crush, donkey mysteriously appears when ever she listens to 'rafta rafta'. it all started yesterday in d library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*flashback*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sittin wit haseena at d table in d middle of d lib &amp; thivyah was at d computers. i saw donkey come n sit at d table next to ours, n his seat was next 2 haseena. to me, no big deal, but den, thivyah was feeling naughty.. so she called haseena n asked haseena 2 look at donkey. n haseena, being a blur case, got up walked 2 thivyah n looked at donkey. well, dat was only d 1st time, l8er when thivyah was sitting next 2 haseena n both of dem were listening 2 rafta rafta on my mp3 player, thivyah starts singing n gets haseena to look at donkey. donkey actually hears a bit of d singing n turns 2 look at our table, n at d same time haseena is looking at him.&lt;br /&gt;to cut d long story short, thivyah kept doin dat a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*back 2 today*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during 2nd period when we were in d library, haseena was listening 2 rafta rafta again, and suddenly donkey walks past us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch time, haseena humming d rafta rafta tune, donkey walks past again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in d library again, me singing d rafta rafta song, n donkey is seen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d weird part is, its been a long while since we saw donkey. n suddenly, we're seeing him everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d big deal abt the song&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; it actually means falling in love slowly.... u get my drift???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-3231024067792770747?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3231024067792770747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=3231024067792770747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3231024067792770747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3231024067792770747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/coincidence-or-fate-u-decide.html' title='coincidence or fate?.. u decide'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-6228169935056014347</id><published>2007-05-13T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T09:16:41.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post tag XD</title><content type='html'>since Gracie tagged me, i might as well do it for my 100th post. at least dat makes my post a lil bit more interesting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense. No cheating.&lt;br /&gt;4. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW ARE YOU FEELING TODAY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Linkin Park - What I've Done&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~really interesting. while i dun fell like erasing myself, i certainly would like to erase some of the events that hv happened in d past week. even if i was not part of it, some things are just sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL YOU GET FAR IN LIFE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Cute is What We Aim For - Lyrical Lies&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Grace, funny dat we should hv d same artist for dis qeustion eh?? well i suppose i shall get far in life if i woo my superiors wit lyrical lies... bah, wat a waste of talent there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BEST FRIEND'S THEME SONG?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Avril Lavinge - Runaway&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ yes, i think some days she would just love to have this as her theme song.. i can hear Grace singing, "i just wanna scream n loose control, throw my hands up and let it go, forget about everything and runaway....." yes, i think this is perfect as her theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Michael W. Smith - I will Be Here For You&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ another bullseye by my music player. i guess it's right cos i tend 2 be the one my close frens call to share their problems. n i guess i hv said dat many times, n i hv no regrets, after all a fren in need is a fren indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT WAS HIGH SCHOOL LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Lindsay Lohan - Confessions of a Broken Heart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ not exactly the best song, but i can say in some ways it fits rite in. not regarding the boys tho. more like being pushed aside cos ur different. but that was ages ago n i'm faring much better now. so no regrets. what cant break you only makes you stronger, n i believe in dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW CAN YOU GET AHEAD IN LIFE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Amy Winehouse - You Know I'm no Good&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ ermm.. i hv no idea wat 2 say. bad music player!!! hmmph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT'S THE BEST THING ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Hillsongs - Jesus, You Are My Best Friend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ my music player seems 2 want 2 make up for d last song choice. well, in all our different stages of life we have met many frens. n over time, we lose contact with some of them, or we fall out wit some of them, while wit some frens we can go a long way. wit Jesus, he will stick with you through thick n thin. n yeah, Jesus U are my best friend in d whole wide universe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR GRANDPARENTS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Lindsay Lohan - Rumors&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ no comments at all.. d song doesnt even make a connection...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW'S YOUR LIFE GOING?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Rihanna ft Jay-Z - Umbrella&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ well, there have been rainy days this past week, literally n figuratively. good thing tho, been able to see who will actually let u under d umbrella n stick together wit u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT SONG WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL? (DONT LAUGH!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Seal - Kiss From A Rose&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ awww, so sweet.. thanks guys!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL YOU HAVE A HAPPY LIFE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Hillary Duff - Dignity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ WHAT THE HECK?!?!?!?!?!? money dun make my world go round, n i'm not gonna give up my dignity for a life of comfort... hmmph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS REALLY THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Avril Lavinge - I Can Do Better&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ oh great!! WTF? *glares at music player*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO PEOPLE SECRETLY LUST AFTER YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;P. Diddy ft Keyshia Cole - Last Night&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ erm.. not sure wat to make of this, but i think it's a yes... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOW CAN YOU MAKE YOURSELF HAPPY?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Fall Out Boy - Dont You Know Who I Think I Am?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~not a very inspiring song. but den wat the heck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Cute Is What We Aim For - Crush&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ i suppose this means that i should spend my life tryin 2 figure out wat 2 do with my crushes. uh-oh i dun think so, got better things to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WILL YOU EVER HAVE CHILDREN?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Joseph Arthur - Honey and the moon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~"if your werent real, i would make you up"... definitely yes. i love kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT SONG WOULD YOU STRIP TO?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Justin Timberlake - Summer Love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ no comments......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT DOES YOUR MOM THINK OF YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Avril Lavinge - When You're Gone&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ erm.. just goes to show how much my mummy loves me... XD i guess i'm not gonna be far from home always... Love you 2 Mummy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR DEEP, DARK SECRET?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Shakira - Eyes Like Yours&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ no comments.. it's supposed 2 be a secret rite???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MORTAL ENEMY'S THEME SONG?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Hillary Duff -  With Love&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ well i'm pretty sure she's gonna do everything 'with love'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT IS YOUR PERSONALITY LIKE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;Hillary Duff - Between You and Me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ yeapz.. i've got 2 personalities n it's just between me n me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT SONG WILL BE PLAYED AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=+2&gt;RDB - Rafta Rafta (Remix)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ well wouldn't dat be nice. d word 'rafta' is supposed 2 mean slowly. n d whole song is abt how dis guy falls in love wit d girl slowly. hence rafta rafta. n for me personally, getting married is certainly something not 2 be rushed in2, even choosing the life partner. take your time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ppl i tag:&lt;br /&gt;1) Prax&lt;br /&gt;2) Hammie&lt;br /&gt;3) Premi&lt;br /&gt;4) Raeyna&lt;br /&gt;5) Lai Yen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN PEOPLE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-6228169935056014347?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6228169935056014347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=6228169935056014347' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/6228169935056014347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/6228169935056014347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/100th-post-tag-xd.html' title='100th post tag XD'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2356425431565751616</id><published>2007-05-10T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T17:03:31.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my vibe rite now.....</title><content type='html'>LINKIN PARK - WHAT I'VE DONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this farewell, &lt;br /&gt;There is no blood, &lt;br /&gt;There is no alibi, &lt;br /&gt;Cause I've drawn regret, &lt;br /&gt;From the truth, &lt;br /&gt;Of a thousands lies, &lt;br /&gt;So let mercy come and wash away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've Done, &lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself, &lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I've become, &lt;br /&gt;Erase myself, &lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I've done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put to rest, &lt;br /&gt;What you thought of me &lt;br /&gt;While, I clean this slate, &lt;br /&gt;With the hands, &lt;br /&gt;Of uncertainty, &lt;br /&gt;So let mercy come, &lt;br /&gt;And wash away... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've Done, &lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself, &lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I've become, &lt;br /&gt;Erase myself, &lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I've done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what I've done, &lt;br /&gt;I start again, &lt;br /&gt;And whatever pain may come, &lt;br /&gt;Today this ends, &lt;br /&gt;I'm forgiving what I've done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself, &lt;br /&gt;To cross out what I've become, &lt;br /&gt;Erase myself, &lt;br /&gt;And let go of what I've done... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Na,Na,Na) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've Done, &lt;br /&gt;What I've Done, &lt;br /&gt;Forgiving what I've done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2356425431565751616?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2356425431565751616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2356425431565751616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2356425431565751616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2356425431565751616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-vibe-rite-now.html' title='my vibe rite now.....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-3196601482148631090</id><published>2007-05-08T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T17:43:33.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged again!!!</title><content type='html'>Your top SIX frens in friendster..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Don’t change your friendster top 6!&lt;br /&gt;- Fill the people in below!&lt;br /&gt;- Answer the questions truthfully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Julez&lt;br /&gt;2. Lai Yen&lt;br /&gt;3. PM Eight&lt;br /&gt;4. Prakash&lt;br /&gt;5. Siron&lt;br /&gt;6. Vernie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever danced with number 3?&lt;br /&gt;:: well dat would be impossible since its a whole class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where did you meet number 6?&lt;br /&gt;:: in taylors college. she's good frens wit d wacky mokney Ashy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Have you ever gotten drunk with number 5?&lt;br /&gt;:: nope not yet. we've nvr drunk 2gether b4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Have you ever kissed number 4?&lt;br /&gt;:: eww NOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever kissed number 1?&lt;br /&gt;:: no no no....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever gone shopping with 3?&lt;br /&gt;:: i guess dat counts as a yes since i've been out wit a couple of dem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Have you ever seen 2 in a swimsuit?&lt;br /&gt;:: does d pic on her friendster count???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Have you ever met 1's family?&lt;br /&gt;:: just half of his fly.. only met his mummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you know 3's middle name?&lt;br /&gt;:: MEDICINE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever eaten anything in front of 6?&lt;br /&gt;:: yeapz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you trust number 4?&lt;br /&gt;:: yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Have you ever fought with number 5?&lt;br /&gt;::  yup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw num 6?&lt;br /&gt;:: ages ago... VERNIE i miss !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are any of your top 6 family?&lt;br /&gt;:: not really.. no1 is like a bro to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever done something dangerous with number 6 ??&lt;br /&gt;:: well we got stalked 2gether. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever slept in the same bed with any of the six?&lt;br /&gt;:: nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do you think 5 and 6 would make a good couple?&lt;br /&gt;:: uh nope.....they dun even know each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Would 2 do anything for you?&lt;br /&gt;::  i guess she would. i think i deserve it XD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever made out with number 4?&lt;br /&gt;:: ewwww NOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Have you ever slept with your number 1?&lt;br /&gt;:: nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Which have you known the longest?&lt;br /&gt;:: number 5!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who have you known the shortest?&lt;br /&gt;:: number 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Has anyone in your top 6 seen you cry?&lt;br /&gt;:: uh huh. no 5 has seen it. n no 4 as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Have you had a crush on 1 - 6?&lt;br /&gt;:: yeah on no 5. we used 2 date in form 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you done anything illegal with number 4?&lt;br /&gt;:: hmm.. i'm not sure.. hv i done antyhing wit u dat will make mummy angry??? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Will 1 - 6 repost this?&lt;br /&gt;:: no 4 is d one dat tagged me. i think no 5 may do it.. d rest dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5ppl i tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Julez&lt;br /&gt;2) Lai Yen&lt;br /&gt;3) PM Eight&lt;br /&gt;4) Siron&lt;br /&gt;5) Vernie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-3196601482148631090?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3196601482148631090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=3196601482148631090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3196601482148631090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3196601482148631090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/tagged-again.html' title='tagged again!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-8477127530324179604</id><published>2007-05-01T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T22:03:46.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is fragile</title><content type='html'>as forementioned, life is fragile. this morning i was shocked out of my senses when i received a call from an old school mate from Convent. n the news she bore was anything but pleasant. 3 of my former school mates were involved in a car crash this morning at 3.00am that robbed them of their lives. the deceased, Reshween, Kosheela n Eswari were out celebrating Reshween's 19th bday, which incidentally is today (1st May). Reshween's boyfren, Jagdeep was driving the car. he was the only one who survived the crash n he is currently unconscious in ICU at Sunway Medical Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kosheela was buried 2 day, n Reshween will be buried tmrw. just when we thought we could live forver, life crashed for them. we are not invincible. a msg goin out 2 all my other frens who drive, take care when ur on the road. the destruction left behind is unbearable for closest relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only to those who drive, but everyone else. life is fragile, treasure it like nothing else, cos u nvr know when death comes a-knocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO RESHWEEN, KOSHEELA &amp; ESWARI: MAY GOD GRANT ETERNAL REST TO ALL OF YOU. MAY HIS PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON ALL OF YOU. MAY YOUR SOULS REST IN PEACE. AMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8477127530324179604?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8477127530324179604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8477127530324179604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8477127530324179604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8477127530324179604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/05/life-is-fragile.html' title='life is fragile'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-6565099255905442663</id><published>2007-04-28T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T12:17:12.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life: the drawing without an eraser</title><content type='html'>y do we hv to conform to the standards of the world? life aint perfect, so one cant really complain. life is just a very long rollercoaster ride, from the day we were born, right up to this very moment, we've just been up and down and up again. a relentless cycle that goes on and on. many ppl hv asked how do i keep smiling, even when things seem to be at the lowest of the low, i nvr really knew the answer. but lately i've just come to realise, it isn't abt how i'm reacting to the world, its abt how i react to me. i know this may sound really vain, but it's d truth. it's bcos i love me. bcos i love me, i dun really care what others think, i know what i want, n i'm goin for it. many trivial issues hv been lost to me, n i'm happy abt it. i used to think it was of utmost importance to hv a boyfriend, n to hang out wit a cool clique. but somewhere along the way, all of these issues just lost their importance. i learned that boyfriends n cool friends didn't matter, just as long as u hv at least one good friend that truly cares for u. the best friendship of all among girls, i believe, is when any guy wont get between them. sometims boys are just not worth all the trouble they bring. n i aint saying that all guys are worthless, but the ones that are worth their weight in gold will nvr make u cry. yes we are all hypocrites to a certain degree. n yes we change over time. one can hv a complete 180 degrees change in a period of 4 months. but that's life, u adapt to the changes ard u. only those who adapt can survive. the simple theory of evolution put into action in the city. &lt;br /&gt;and yes! we girls are professional gossipers, we hv the in-built gene that causes us to love juicy stories abt our peers. we always love a good story! i admit not all gossip is beneficial n may hurt, but there are gossips that are harmless. if u are feeing left out among ur peers, ask urself y. they can't all be wrong, n u cant be right. some one is definitely in d wrong, if u are d problem, ask ur self y. nobody really knows anybody in their entire lifetime, so prepare to be shocked my anybody and everybody u know. ppl are just predictable at times. and after some time, when routine gets boring, and change occurs, some ppl cant take it. and thats when, literally, all hell breaks loose. hv a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSH GROBAN&lt;br /&gt;You Are Loved (Don't Give Up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;When you're heart's heavy&lt;br /&gt;I...I will lift it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to be heard&lt;br /&gt;If silence keeps you&lt;br /&gt;I...I will break it for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the hurt that you hide&lt;br /&gt;When you lost inside&lt;br /&gt;I...I will be there to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you want to burn bright&lt;br /&gt;If darkness blinds you&lt;br /&gt;I...I will shine to guide you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be understood&lt;br /&gt;Well I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to be loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Because you are loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;It's just the weight of the world&lt;br /&gt;Don't give up&lt;br /&gt;Every one is to be heard&lt;br /&gt;You are loved&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-6565099255905442663?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/6565099255905442663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=6565099255905442663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/6565099255905442663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/6565099255905442663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-drawing-without-eraser.html' title='life: the drawing without an eraser'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-8920552061033909595</id><published>2007-04-22T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:03:48.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAG! u're it....</title><content type='html'>since i've been tagged by prakky, i mite as well do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 reasons why i blog:&lt;br /&gt;1) started as a hopeless attempt for me to keep a diary&lt;br /&gt;2) a good medium for me to vent at times&lt;br /&gt;3) it kinda gets addictive&lt;br /&gt;4) i do enjoy writing my poetry&lt;br /&gt;5) sometimes there's just nothing else better to do XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 people i tag:&lt;br /&gt;1) Grace&lt;br /&gt;2) Shankar&lt;br /&gt;3) Siron&lt;br /&gt;4) Lai Yen&lt;br /&gt;5) Lionel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8920552061033909595?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8920552061033909595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=8920552061033909595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8920552061033909595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/8920552061033909595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/tag-ure-it.html' title='TAG! u&apos;re it....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4586710746412398289</id><published>2007-04-21T11:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T11:26:55.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tome mi mano</title><content type='html'>tome mi mano, &lt;br /&gt;tal vez podemos bailar, &lt;br /&gt;cuando aprendemos los pasos juntos, &lt;br /&gt;nosotros podemos bailar el baile perfecto, &lt;br /&gt;tan tomar mi mano, &lt;br /&gt;si usted va a, &lt;br /&gt;luego dejar al baile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4586710746412398289?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7493815327279800135</id><published>2007-04-21T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T11:08:29.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>try it n see....</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friendtest/268374"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.truefriendtest.com/friend/268374/1.gif" alt="Leaderboard" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.truefriendtest.com"&gt;&lt;br &gt;Create your own Friend Test here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since hammy started it, n premi n ashy hv done theirs... i just wanted 2 see how well u guys knoe me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7493815327279800135?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7715612009711480259</id><published>2007-04-13T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T22:49:13.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dreamer</title><content type='html'>the dreamer dreams&lt;br /&gt;in her dreams she dances among the stars&lt;br /&gt;bathed in the glittering moonlight&lt;br /&gt;the wind sings&lt;br /&gt;as it carries her on its gentle breeze&lt;br /&gt;she's as free as the bird&lt;br /&gt;in the realm of her dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sunlight comes&lt;br /&gt;and it breaks her reverie&lt;br /&gt;she wakes, to face another day&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of the dreams lingers&lt;br /&gt;as the fragments of the dream dissappears&lt;br /&gt;vanquished away by the sunlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the heart of the dreamer is light&lt;br /&gt;she waits for darkness to fall&lt;br /&gt;as in the falling darkness&lt;br /&gt;can the dreamer dream again&lt;br /&gt;dreams filled with beauty&lt;br /&gt;as the night steals her away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7715612009711480259?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7715612009711480259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7715612009711480259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7715612009711480259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7715612009711480259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://monser.ru/up2/music/Nickelback-All%20The%20Right%20Reasons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://monser.ru/up2/music/Nickelback-All%20The%20Right%20Reasons.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this album has some of my fav tracks. but i'm pretty sure all d tracks r nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 1. Follow You Home &lt;br /&gt; 2. Fight For All The Wrong Reasons &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 3. Photograph &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 4. Animals &lt;br /&gt; 5. Savin' Me &lt;br /&gt; 6. Far Away &lt;br /&gt; 7. Next Contestant &lt;br /&gt; 8. Side Of A Bullet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; 9. If Everyone Cared &lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;10. Someone That You're With &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Rockstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad part is dat i hv a new violin teacher n he's making me cut my nails. dun really like him. hmmph. cant keep long nails any more :-(. tho i'm sure some ppl like joshil n haseena will be glad abt it.. btw grace, he's ur type of guy. XD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2746687125567056993?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2746687125567056993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2746687125567056993' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2746687125567056993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2746687125567056993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/goodies-n-baddies.html' title='goodies n baddies...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7566063793168970862</id><published>2007-04-12T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T11:59:02.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's all abt me</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed allowScriptAccess="never" allowNetworking="internal"  enableJavaScript="false" src="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/swf/widget.swf"  quality="best" bgcolor="#000000" width="340"  height="240" name="widget" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"  pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"  flashvars="bgcolor=#000000&amp;i1=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_43E105EB.jpeg&amp;c1=&amp;i2=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_45782961.jpeg&amp;c2=&amp;i3=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_276D3B22.jpeg&amp;c3=&amp;i4=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_23F0F190.jpeg&amp;c4=&amp;i5=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-3A0F44BD.jpeg&amp;c5=&amp;i6=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_60BD8C5F.jpeg&amp;c6=&amp;i7=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_0A837525.jpeg&amp;c7=&amp;i8=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-6DA4C4D5.jpeg&amp;c8=&amp;i9=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-68DE05A9.jpeg&amp;c9=&amp;i10=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_-45A19707.jpeg&amp;c10=&amp;i11=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_2A59BF66.jpeg&amp;c11=&amp;i12=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_1D8228ED.jpeg&amp;c12=&amp;i13=http://dna.imagini.net/i/RESIZE_05CC027E.jpeg&amp;c13=&amp;moodlabel=DREAMER&amp;lovelabel=LOVE BUG&amp;funlabel=CONQUEROR&amp;habitslabel=HIGH TIME ROLLER&amp;uid=200603-ff73&amp;srv=iwebhd6" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=200603-ff73&amp;srv=iwebhd6" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7566063793168970862?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7566063793168970862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7566063793168970862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7566063793168970862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7566063793168970862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-all-abt-me.html' title='it&apos;s all abt me'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7742987697028340239</id><published>2007-04-09T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T13:16:44.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates...</title><content type='html'>well i guess i shall start from thursday... i din sleep d whole nite trying 2 prepare for mechanics ppr.. tried 2 finish all d trial pyq's... dats sucked.. was a zombie on friday.. mechanics ppr needless to say, sucked to the max!!!! i told mummy edi dat i expect to fail mechanics paper.. d only good thing abt friday i must say is dat i took daddy 2 play pool... yes ppl, i taught my daddy 2 play pool. n he proceeded 2 trash me at 'my' own game... XD but it was fun, since daddy is such a good sport.. hvent been able 2 catch a proper sleep since thursday.. for some reason i have a wierd disease.. i cant seem to sleep in after 8a.m., once in a while i can, but that 'once in a while' is as good as nonexistant... so i'm up early sat morning, trying desperately to sleep.. y??.. cos of d midnite service.. i'm too old 2 be sleeping in church n there's no way i could skip dat cos i had 2 be a godmother 4 a really cute lil girl who i just met on thursday... don't u just love parents n meddlesome aunties who fix everything n den expect u 2 perform??.. well wat the heck, it was easter, n dis girl is cute, so why not??..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come baptism time, when she went up d altar, she was too short 2 reach d baptismal font.. so urs truly decided to do d unexpected... i carried her.. n mind u, she was d only one to be carried.. the whole church started laughing n clapping, n my dear frens who were serving started cheering.. even fr. joachim couln't resist laughing.. XD i was an instant star after dat... y cant i just follow d rules n dun think?? too much of thinking causes all these.. dat was certainly an unforgettable easter.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yest nite we had our annual easter dinner and d lights just kept goin off.  for some reason 4 d 1st half of d dinner, d lights kept goin on n off.. we hv decided dat ashley n mel hv something 2 do abt it. cos everytime he went 2 d loo n evertime mel stood up 2 take some food, d lights go out... but nothing beats d 1st time d lights went out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everybody talking*&lt;br /&gt;*lights go out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random ppl: apa la??!? whoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;mummy: oops! what happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*lights on*&lt;br /&gt;ashley: wei, d foods gone!!! they took it when d lights were out. nice magic action!&lt;br /&gt;me: they took it b4 d lights went out la. u were too busy talking 2 notice.. XD&lt;br /&gt;ashley: cheh!! i tot they were doin some cool tricks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was it.. a very eventful n exciting easter 2007!! &lt;br /&gt;some pics shall follow later&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7742987697028340239?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7742987697028340239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7742987697028340239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7742987697028340239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7742987697028340239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/04/updates.html' title='updates...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-3911703611084221682</id><published>2007-03-29T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T17:16:14.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exams ahoy!!!</title><content type='html'>trials hv started as of yesterday... n boy i'm glad that the first paper was chemistry... i think it went well enough, partly because at least 5 out of d 9 questions mr. george touched during d tuition class right before that... so i've got high hopes on chemistry... i cant say the same for bio, cos my heart just aint in it... i hven't done as much as i should hv n i dun really have the drive for it... so this time round i'm not counting on it... i've even done more of maths this past few weeks in preparation 4 trials... wtf is wrong wit me la?? bio should be my top priority since i wanna do med... but it seems to be my last lately, n i still wanna do med... hmmph better get my head all sorted out by the end of these coming april hols... must be thoroughly prepared for A2.. i dun wanna make the same mistake i made last year during AS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went 2 coll 2day to study... i did study but not much.. only a couple of hours... was chillin wit tanuj n mike till 9.30, followed by playing pool wit chandni n daim till 10.. den i went on 2 study till 11.45 b4 yen picked me up n we went 4 lunch... purpose of going 2 collect from miss ho the essays i had done: not accomplished.. i went 2 look 4 her 4 times, n she was not there in d staffroom all those 4 times, n i couldnt get her on her phone also.. damn pissing off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, lunch was an affair 2 remember... yen n i went 2 TGIF... we spent most of d time just chillin n catching up on erm..some issues... halfway thru d main course, we see dis baby cockaroach.. yen gets a bit freaked out n we call d waitress... d waitress is scared of d baby corckaroach, so she calls the manager.. n d manager comes n apologises for d cockaroach n when we ask him 2 get rid of it, he goes 2 find a tissue 1st.. when he comes back n looks 4 d cockaroach 2 kill it, he says it's gone when we can see it rite dere... yen points n he says 'owwh' n smashes d cockaroach n den tells us 2 enjoy our meal... d whole thing took more den 5 mins.. if it was just up 2 me, d first time i saw dat cockaroach i would hv smashed it.. but yen said no, so i didnt... we should write 2 some newspaper n complain abt d cockaroach infested TGIF in sbg... dey din even offer 2 pay for our meal... hmmph...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-3911703611084221682?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/3911703611084221682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=3911703611084221682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3911703611084221682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/3911703611084221682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/exams-ahoy.html' title='exams ahoy!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-9125618284637200252</id><published>2007-03-28T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T13:18:16.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stole this from Gracie's blog.. she in turn actually stole it from Joel's blog. since she did it for me, i'm reposting it.. so comments ppl.. i need 2 keep busy during d hols.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you leave a comment on this post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a color that I associate with you&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on yours&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-9125618284637200252?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/9125618284637200252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=9125618284637200252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/9125618284637200252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/9125618284637200252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/stole-this-from-gracies-blog.html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4980552248091044150</id><published>2007-03-23T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:22:23.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>caffeine n me....</title><content type='html'>well yesterday ard this time, i was feeling pretty sleepy.. n d weather ard here hasn't been helping. since trials are like next week, n i need 2 study, i resorted 2 taking a cup of coffee 2 keep me awake till abt 11.30pm so i could finish whatever i had planned 4 d nite... the coffee certainly helped keep me awake not only till 11.30pm, bbut practically the whole nite....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my mind was toooo hyper i decided 2 call grace n then i proceeded to keep her awake till 1.00am... n she was sleepy, but me, because of d caffein in my system, still couldn't sleep... so i trudged down from my room at 1.00am in the morning, when the whole house was asleep n started studying again... there  was absolutely nothing else to do... i continued studying till abt 3.00am, before i started feeling tired, but not sleepy yet, so again i went into my room, n tried 2 sleep.... dis time i managed 2 get some shut-eye for only two hours... that blasted caffein in my system didn't allow me 2 sleep any longer... so at 5.00am i am awake again.. hmmph... n i've been up ever since n hv been absolutely hyper....some ppl did really get irratated wit me today... i'm sorry all u ppl, but i cant help d blasted effects of caffein...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, dis song is stuck inm y head... &lt;br /&gt;i like it especially when they go into d hallelujah chorus &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FALL OUT BOY&lt;br /&gt;Hum Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all a game of this or that&lt;br /&gt;Now this is there&lt;br /&gt;that out of all the girls worse for wear&lt;br /&gt;And you're someone&lt;br /&gt;Who knows someone who knows someone&lt;br /&gt;I once knew&lt;br /&gt;And I just want to be a part of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road outside my house&lt;br /&gt;Is paved with good intentions&lt;br /&gt;Hire a construction crew&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's hell on the engine&lt;br /&gt;And you are the dreamer&lt;br /&gt;And we are the dream.&lt;br /&gt;I could write it better than you ever felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hum hallelujah,&lt;br /&gt;Just off the key of reason&lt;br /&gt;I thought I loved you&lt;br /&gt;It was just how you looked in the light.&lt;br /&gt;Our teenage vow in a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight do us part&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the blues&lt;br /&gt;And I've swallowed them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My words are my fate to hell&lt;br /&gt;With our good name.&lt;br /&gt;We mix up your guts&lt;br /&gt;Your insight x-rays, and&lt;br /&gt;One day we'll get nostalgic for disaster&lt;br /&gt;we're a bull, your ears are just a china shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you in the same way&lt;br /&gt;There's chapel in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;one foot in your bedroom&lt;br /&gt;And one foot out the door&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we take chances,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we take pills.&lt;br /&gt;I could write it better than you ever felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hum hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Just off the key of reason&lt;br /&gt;I thought I loved you&lt;br /&gt;It was just how you looked in the light.&lt;br /&gt;Our teenage vow in a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight, do us part&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the blues&lt;br /&gt;And I've swallowed them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelu...&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelu...&lt;br /&gt;(Hum hallelujah (Hum hallelujah), hum hallelujah (Hum hallelujah))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teenage vow in a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight do us part&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the blues&lt;br /&gt;And swallowed them too.&lt;br /&gt;So...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hum hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;Just off the key of reason&lt;br /&gt;I thought I loved you&lt;br /&gt;It was just how you looked in the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our teenage vow in a parking lot (Hum hallelujah)&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight do us part&lt;br /&gt;Our teenage vow in a parking lot (Hum hallelujah)&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight do us part&lt;br /&gt;Our teenage vow in a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Till tonight do us part&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the blues&lt;br /&gt;And I've swallowed them too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4980552248091044150?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4980552248091044150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4980552248091044150' title='0 Comments'/><link 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i guess i just need to reply to some idiotic and unreasonable accusations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we listen to our parents because we respect and love them, we are not delicate and can stand our own ground. there are times we stand up to our parents, but there are times also when we let them have their way. our parents aren't just some family figure, our parents are living persons who are actively involved in our lives and care abt the smallest details. it is just the extent of their love, it's a pity that some of you don't have that relationship. if you did, none of the comments passed would have even been formed in your minds. do not judge others with a scale relative to how you lead your life. there are vast differences between two people, no matter how alike they may seem. upbringings are different and family values harped on are different. maybe if some of you just decided to listen to wat others are saying instead of just hearing them speak, differences may be settled witout such a racket. if you would look deeper into the person, instead of just seeing who they seem to be, you might understand their dilemma. but that's not how you are right, you self-centered bigots!!! well, if everyone just cared, you would not be reading this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope u have a nice day...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4218078579242101169?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4218078579242101169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4218078579242101169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4218078579242101169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d1f3ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L is for Luxurious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O is for Optimistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U is for Useful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Innocent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S is for Serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Articulate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ade9ff" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Abigail Means&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#d1f3ff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A is for Amorous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B is for Brainy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Impassioned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G is for Godlike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A is for Animated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I is for Impressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for Loud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyournamemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Name Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHADDYA'LL THINK???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7166759539817108202?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7166759539817108202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7166759539817108202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7166759539817108202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7166759539817108202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-name.html' title='my name....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7356309636522879090</id><published>2007-03-10T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T21:56:46.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stole it from prakky's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #eeeeee" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Advanced Global Personality Test Results&lt;br&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/extraversion.html" target="_blank"&gt;Extraversion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/stability.html" target="_blank"&gt;Stability&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/orderliness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Orderliness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/accommodation.html" target="_blank"&gt;Accommodation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/interdependence.html" target="_blank"&gt;Interdependence&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/intellectual.html" target="_blank"&gt;Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/mystical.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mystical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;23%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/artistic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Artistic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/religious.html" target="_blank"&gt;Religious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hedonism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hedonism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;10%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/materialism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Materialism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/narcissism.html" target="_blank"&gt;Narcissism&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/adventurousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Adventurousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/workethic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Work ethic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/selfabsorbed.html" target="_blank"&gt;Self absorbed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/conflictseeking.html" target="_blank"&gt;Conflict seeking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/needtodominate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Need to dominate&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table style="color: black; background: #dddddd" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/romantic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Romantic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/avoidant.html" target="_blank"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;76%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/antiauthority.html" target="_blank"&gt;Anti-authority&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;63%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/wealth.html" target="_blank"&gt;Wealth&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/dependency.html" target="_blank"&gt;Dependency&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;30%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/changeaverse.html" target="_blank"&gt;Change averse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;50%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/cautiousness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Cautiousness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/individuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Individuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/sexuality.html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexuality&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;16%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/peterpancomplex.html" target="_blank"&gt;Peter pan complex&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;43%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalsecurity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical security&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/physicalfitness.html" target="_blank"&gt;Physical Fitness&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;17%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/histrionic.html" target="_blank"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;36%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/paranoia.html" target="_blank"&gt;Paranoia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;70%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/vanity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Vanity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;90%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/hypersensitivity.html" target="_blank"&gt;Hypersensitivity&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;56%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/types/femalecliche.html" target="_blank"&gt;Female cliche&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="61"&gt;||||||||||||||||||||&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="30"&gt;83%&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/global-adv.html"&gt;Take Free Advanced Global Personality Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div align&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7356309636522879090?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7356309636522879090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7356309636522879090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7356309636522879090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7356309636522879090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/stole-it-from-prakkys-blog.html' title='stole it from prakky&apos;s blog'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4836216156845100558</id><published>2007-03-08T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T17:51:43.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the queen's another year older!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>since i havent updated my blog for quite a while and i've been asked to update it one too many times, here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we all know it was the Queen a.k.a. Haseena's bday on wed (7/3/07)... so she had demanded that we throw her a party... n we did, we gave her a party she'll nvr forget... being the Queen, we gave her two cakes... one for eating and the other for CREAM WARS!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started wit daniel dunking her head into the cake... she got too excited n started throwing cream at others... the 1st one to be the victim was gim ling.. poor gal!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so she was the 1st in our class 2 be creamed... followed my me... *sigh*... i din expect haseena 2 cream every1 within her reach... so since we were all creamed, we decided 2 spread d love 2 d rest of d class.... well sharing is caring aint it??.. n since we care abt each other, it was d right thing to do... at d end of it, 3/4 of d members of PM8 were filled wit cream, except a few who managed 2 escape... it was so much fun actually... even d waiters at ac kept their distance from us, although they're quite used 2 our behaviour... since this is not d 1st time its happening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically every bday celelbrated wit PM8 is a blast... so if any1 wants a blast bday party.... u know which class to call... XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4836216156845100558?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4836216156845100558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4836216156845100558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4836216156845100558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4836216156845100558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/03/queens-another-year-older.html' title='the queen&apos;s another year older!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2194584562893468454</id><published>2007-03-01T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T15:44:17.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont care</title><content type='html'>just because you sacrifice what you feel would have been necessary for the betterment of my life, dont expect me to be grateful......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't ask you to do it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2194584562893468454?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7920641908367032424</id><published>2007-02-24T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:40:42.900+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Purpose Driven Life'/><title type='text'>day 3 = what drives me??</title><content type='html'>i'm still trying to figure this one out... so i really don't know at the moment... all this while i've just been flowing where the wind blows...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7920641908367032424?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7920641908367032424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Purpose Driven Life'/><title type='text'>Day 2 = I'm not an accident</title><content type='html'>well dat was the theme for day two... hmmm dat i can live with... i know i am not an accident, n dat i'm meant to be just the way i am.. so no big deal abt dis one.. just sometimes when i wish i could be different, i need 2 remind myself that this is who i am, and this is exactly the way i am meant to be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was chatting wit one of my msngr buddies, his personal msg went like this "in the pursuit of truth, i became a lie"... how many of us hv ended up just like that??.. we portray ourselves as perfect ppl leading perfect lives, but in reality, deep down inside, in the farthest corners of our beings, where no one else but ourselves ventures, a hurricane brews and unleashes itself. we are tossed by the storms of our own making, n yet sometimes, we are too proud to ask for help...WHY?? does the world really determine who we are and who we should be?? do we really need to change who we are deep inside to be who the world wants on thhe outside?? is it worth the pain and rejection?? most of the time, actually 99.999999999% of the time, it's not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since i'm not an accident, and neither are you, we all shoud take time 2 be tour true selves... let's stive to make the world a truer world, not a world full of lies and disguises.. truth hurts sometimes, but in the end it's the only saving grace we have...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-8883412294664250515?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/8883412294664250515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Purpose Driven Life'/><title type='text'>Day 1 = It's not abt me</title><content type='html'>i'm currently goin through dis book called 'The Purpose Driven Life',. it's a book on how ur supposed 2 find ur purpose in life, n since i've been preety much of a  lost soul just simply wandering through life wothout any real purpose i decided 2 give the book a chance... so far so good... the aim of the book is to get me though life, while living my life according to the purpose God has designed for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, back to the theme of the day &gt;&gt;&gt; IT'S NOT ABT ME.&lt;br /&gt;when i 1st read it, i was thinking, if life's not abt me, then who is it abt??.. i mean, i'm the one living it n goin thru all the shit n everything, n dis guy says it's not abt me.. but pondering on it later, i did realise life aint abt me.. maybe not absolutely not abt me, but a large part of life in general does not revolve ard me.. for example, if i was having a shitty day, would dat make ur day shitty as well?? no rite... so that's it... it's just one example, but good enough 4 me, i could go on n on, but nvm, i'm 2 lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically out of 2day's lesson, i am reminded that from ashes i was created n eventually i will return to ashes.. even if i'm dead or alive, life still goes on.. true, frens and family will mourn, but eventually move on with life.. life does not begin or end with me.. most importantly, i am just a single tread in the tapestry who can never really see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats it for day 1. period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2059089177041632827?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7042541635173794847</id><published>2007-02-14T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:43:11.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VaLeNtInE's DaY!!!</title><content type='html'>well, as i'm a single and looking gal, i really wasnt expecting much today... n when i woke up i decided dat i aint gonne brood ard n complain dat i ain't got a date or a valentine to spend wit as some of my frens did... n i'm glad i did dat, cos at d end of d day, i did get some flowers n cookies from a close fren.... mysterious things happen when u just don't expect them to.... so dat being said, my valentine's day was not mournful, neither was it very happening, but it just siuted me just fine... n since i'm in a good mood:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="alternate"&gt;&gt;&lt;h3&gt;HaPpY vAlEnTiNe'S dAy!!! to one and all... muahxxx&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="padding:3px;background:#000;color:#00ADEF;font-family:tahoma;font-size:11px;font-weight:bold;text-decoration:none;border:3px double #00ADEF" href="http://zSIFT.com" target="_blank"&gt;zSIFT.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RdMLuOJIbVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E9_ARES-HVE/s1600-h/DSCN0696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RdMLuOJIbVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E9_ARES-HVE/s320/DSCN0696.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031378097401261394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RdMLu-JIbWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RnJtIMst-qc/s1600-h/DSCN0697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RdMLu-JIbWI/AAAAAAAAAKo/RnJtIMst-qc/s320/DSCN0697.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031378110286163298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; d flowers n cookies i got from a good fren&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7042541635173794847?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7042541635173794847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7042541635173794847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7042541635173794847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7042541635173794847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-day.html' title='VaLeNtInE&apos;s DaY!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RdMLuOJIbVI/AAAAAAAAAKg/E9_ARES-HVE/s72-c/DSCN0696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-7379632074445997785</id><published>2007-02-10T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T09:59:00.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well, well, well....</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;.::CANCER::. &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;The Cutie&lt;/h3&gt; [aww... i know i am XD]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST AMAZING KISSER. [now wouldn't u like 2 find out]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very high sex appeal. [hmmm...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great in bed!!!  &lt;b&gt;[hmmm....]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is one of a kind. [definitely...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very romantic. [for me 2 know n 4 u 2 find out.... ;-p]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most caring person you will ever meet!  [definitely...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entirely creative. [not so sure abt this one....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extremely random and proud of it. [hell yeah!!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freak in bed. [again, not sosure abt this one.... astrologers can be wrong.. prolly meant GREAT in bed...hehehehe]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous. [uh huh!!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great tellin stories.  [dats y kids love me.....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. [anyone wanna try??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone you should hold on to [hmmm....]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; well, wat say u??... i'd like a few comments here... XD &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-7379632074445997785?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/7379632074445997785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=7379632074445997785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7379632074445997785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/7379632074445997785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/02/well-well-well.html' title='well, well, well....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2667559145411302829</id><published>2007-01-27T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:31:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a little patience will ya??</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATIENCE&lt;/b&gt; by Take That&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have a little, patience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hurting from a love I lost,&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling your frustration,&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe all the pain will stop,&lt;br /&gt;Just don't be close inside your arms tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Don't be to hard on my emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, need time,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb has no feeling,&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing,&lt;br /&gt;Just try and have a little patience,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna start over again,&lt;br /&gt;I know u wanna be my salvation,&lt;br /&gt;The one that I can always depend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to be strong, believe me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to move on,&lt;br /&gt;It's complicated but understand me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need time,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb has no feeling,&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing,&lt;br /&gt;Just try and have a little patience,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, have a little patience, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause this scar runs so deep,&lt;br /&gt;It's been hard,&lt;br /&gt;But I have to believe me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a little patience,&lt;br /&gt;Have a little patience,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I, I just need time,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb has no feeling,&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing,&lt;br /&gt;just try, and have a little patience,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a little patience,&lt;br /&gt;My heart is numb has no feeling,&lt;br /&gt;So while I'm still healing&lt;br /&gt;just try and have a little... patience&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=-2&gt; my scars = to my horrible AS results..... mummy n daddy i'm very very sorry that i dissapointed u guys so bad... i just want 2 do d best n be the best 'me' i can be... it's not easy, n mummy i know ur very dissapointed wit me, but please be patient... i need 2 sort out my emotions 1st be4 everything else can fall into place... just please be patient....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2667559145411302829?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2667559145411302829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2667559145411302829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2667559145411302829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2667559145411302829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/have-little-patience-will-ya.html' title='have a little patience will ya??'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4622408407162268315</id><published>2007-01-24T06:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T06:38:09.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>u decide....</title><content type='html'>well as it has been advertised by my fellow bloggers n classmates.... the AS results are out... needless to say, i didn't do very well... it's not dat bad a set of resuls either, but still definitely not up to mark... for the first time in my entire schooling life, this is the first time that i hv been unable to snag a single A in my finals....every yr end exams n every major government exam i hv always been able to get at least one A.... so in a way ashley, wat u said is right.... in my book a B is bad.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my results, i have no one to blame but myself... i know i played to much n worked too little to produce the wanted results... it had been a great yr, i couldn't hv asked for a better class or grp of friends... n being 18, boundries were expanded... so i actually spent quite a bit of my time pushing 2 see how far those boundries went as far as going out wit frens n just chilling.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has proved to be the undoing in our class... already as the 3rd and final semester progresses the class has been reduced... from the start of the course until now, the total population of 0601PM8 has decreased from 31 students to 21 students...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just very, very sorry that i dissapointed my parents, n myself with my results.... as mentioned beforehand, this set of results is like the worst i've ever achieved... but i won't fall behind... there is approximately 4 months more to go before A2 starts and i dont wish to be left behind... IWONT BE LEFT BEHIND!! i promise that i will put my heart n soul into this exams n make this the best out of me...the past has already gone and not much can be done abt it... but d present is still here and the future is yet to be... for the sake of my future's sanity, i will do what needs to be done...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in line with that, as part of my punishment n a way of helping me prepare myself better... mummy has asked me to give up all the outings with my frens until the results for A2 is out and dat includes shopping n on9 chatting... in other words, my social life has to be put on hold till it is all over... but so far i hv agreed that is what i will do till at least the exams are over... after the exams we shall see what has to be done and  decide then.... as grace said, this is humanly impossible.... but i will try.. i will give it my all cos i dun wanna look back n say i should hv taken dat more seriously in d future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dear freinds, i will be missing from cyberspace as often as i appeared the past yr...so it's gonna be a temporary hiatus until it's all over... i might drop in once in a while to update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till time again...cheers n god bless...&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4622408407162268315?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4622408407162268315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4622408407162268315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4622408407162268315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4622408407162268315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/u-decide.html' title='u decide....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-242993718566941282</id><published>2007-01-13T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T14:05:28.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo....</title><content type='html'>dont know why... but i've just been feeeling really emo since last nite.... like there's dis dark cloud suspended over my head.... don't know why.... just want it 2 go away.... don't like being emo....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-242993718566941282?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/242993718566941282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=242993718566941282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/242993718566941282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/242993718566941282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/emo.html' title='emo....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-4496224566003026229</id><published>2007-01-11T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T18:37:15.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my ride...</title><content type='html'>not really important, but i tot it's cool dat i got a ride 4 my violin class 2day in a MErcedes 300SL-24....nice looking sports car.. n expensive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of mom's ex students happened 2 be goin down d same road 2 bandar baru n saw me walking...so she offered me a lift... how nice of her... anyways, god bless her 4 d ride....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mecanicimport.com/Mercedes/Mercedes_300SL-24V/Mercedes%20300SL-24%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.mecanicimport.com/Mercedes/Mercedes_300SL-24V/Mercedes%20300SL-24%202.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotosmotor.anuntis.com/cnet/2006/05/25/12362181/1544299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://fotosmotor.anuntis.com/cnet/2006/05/25/12362181/1544299.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotosmotor.anuntis.com/cnet/2006/05/25/12362181/1544467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://fotosmotor.anuntis.com/cnet/2006/05/25/12362181/1544467.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-4496224566003026229?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/4496224566003026229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=4496224566003026229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4496224566003026229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/4496224566003026229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-ride.html' title='my ride...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2948530631049813849</id><published>2007-01-04T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:24:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's day</title><content type='html'>*luke, damian, darrel n joshua in d camping tent i bought 4 d kids*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4GXcy-GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5UuyER_KusY/s1600-h/DSCN0566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4GXcy-GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5UuyER_KusY/s320/DSCN0566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016156873241589858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4HHcy-HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/d3yVKbz7O8w/s1600-h/DSCN0567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4HHcy-HI/AAAAAAAAAH0/d3yVKbz7O8w/s320/DSCN0567.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016156886126491762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKxMOQCa9u4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKxMOQCa9u4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QCojtbD31rQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QCojtbD31rQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian, luke, darrel n i in d tent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4H3cy-II/AAAAAAAAAH8/-eLiuEtZ4_U/s1600-h/DSCN0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4H3cy-II/AAAAAAAAAH8/-eLiuEtZ4_U/s320/DSCN0571.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016156899011393666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*luke behind me, n damian in front of me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4IXcy-JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rbVN2g4xMtY/s1600-h/DSCN0572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4IXcy-JI/AAAAAAAAAIE/rbVN2g4xMtY/s320/DSCN0572.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016156907601328274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian outside d tent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4JXcy-KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ledRC7c06Yw/s1600-h/DSCN0574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4JXcy-KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ledRC7c06Yw/s320/DSCN0574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016156924781197474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*luke inside d tent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5s3cy-LI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8otUeCwG0xY/s1600-h/DSCN0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5s3cy-LI/AAAAAAAAAIU/8otUeCwG0xY/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016158634178181298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/byVDKfIQQlk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/byVDKfIQQlk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darrel wit roy(3/4 of his face has been cut out)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5tXcy-MI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-WE76kZm58A/s1600-h/DSCN0578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5tXcy-MI/AAAAAAAAAIc/-WE76kZm58A/s320/DSCN0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016158642768115906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darrel n roy agin (dis time u can actually see his face)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5t3cy-NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D9OfbUnaKWQ/s1600-h/DSCN0579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5t3cy-NI/AAAAAAAAAIk/D9OfbUnaKWQ/s320/DSCN0579.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016158651358050514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5uXcy-OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rvVlprStsSk/s1600-h/DSCN0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5uXcy-OI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rvVlprStsSk/s320/DSCN0580.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016158659947985122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*luke in d tent again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5u3cy-PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/T9sutUnJXCA/s1600-h/DSCN0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz5u3cy-PI/AAAAAAAAAI0/T9sutUnJXCA/s320/DSCN0582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016158668537919730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6pOTTg1GkA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z6pOTTg1GkA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darrel again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7uXcy-QI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BsPcN-6QGDA/s1600-h/DSCN0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7uXcy-QI/AAAAAAAAAI8/BsPcN-6QGDA/s320/DSCN0586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016160858971240706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian, luke n i....just b4 siesta time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7u3cy-RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_drbrGAa6AE/s1600-h/DSCN0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7u3cy-RI/AAAAAAAAAJE/_drbrGAa6AE/s320/DSCN0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016160867561175314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darrel once again...all nice n fresh after bath*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7v3cy-SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/pmXBbNS0EXI/s1600-h/DSCN0591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7v3cy-SI/AAAAAAAAAJM/pmXBbNS0EXI/s320/DSCN0591.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016160884741044514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian goin solo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7wXcy-TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/RF7D9qvMRdU/s1600-h/DSCN0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7wXcy-TI/AAAAAAAAAJU/RF7D9qvMRdU/s320/DSCN0592.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016160893330979122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian n mummy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7xHcy-UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bAG_7kYSgvE/s1600-h/DSCN0593.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz7xHcy-UI/AAAAAAAAAJc/bAG_7kYSgvE/s320/DSCN0593.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016160906215881026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2948530631049813849?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2948530631049813849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2948530631049813849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2948530631049813849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2948530631049813849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years-day.html' title='new year&apos;s day'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZz4GXcy-GI/AAAAAAAAAHs/5UuyER_KusY/s72-c/DSCN0566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-1392408444597103233</id><published>2007-01-04T08:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T19:43:37.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas day</title><content type='html'>*yum yum.....goodies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ8Xcy9tI/AAAAAAAAADA/bzmaQARSQs0/s1600-h/DSCN0518.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ8Xcy9tI/AAAAAAAAADA/bzmaQARSQs0/s320/DSCN0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015965386419664594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grace n tanuj*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ9Hcy9uI/AAAAAAAAADI/85vp9RfIzHs/s1600-h/DSCN0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ9Hcy9uI/AAAAAAAAADI/85vp9RfIzHs/s320/DSCN0519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015965399304566498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*daniel being very camera shy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ9ncy9vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gNRbKaHE_no/s1600-h/DSCN0520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ9ncy9vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/gNRbKaHE_no/s320/DSCN0520.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015965407894501106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grace n tanuj again. grace is a poser like me....hehehe XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ-Hcy9wI/AAAAAAAAADY/bNNvoadZg48/s1600-h/DSCN0522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ-Hcy9wI/AAAAAAAAADY/bNNvoadZg48/s320/DSCN0522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015965416484435714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*although roy is d biggest poser ard, his son, luke is shy... i guess some traits r just not inherited*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ-ncy9xI/AAAAAAAAADg/fE23aYKUNYU/s1600-h/DSCN0523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ-ncy9xI/AAAAAAAAADg/fE23aYKUNYU/s320/DSCN0523.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015965425074370322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian wearing d patrick bedroom slippers mummy bought for him*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNo3cy9yI/AAAAAAAAADo/l6dc02lopIY/s1600-h/DSCN0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNo3cy9yI/AAAAAAAAADo/l6dc02lopIY/s320/DSCN0524.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015969449458726690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poor thing... darrel also wanted d slippers, but no size 4 him....anyways he enjoyed using damian's one*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNpXcy9zI/AAAAAAAAADw/pocDlvMxxys/s1600-h/DSCN0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNpXcy9zI/AAAAAAAAADw/pocDlvMxxys/s320/DSCN0525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015969458048661298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNp3cy90I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wz7xIP8JNr0/s1600-h/DSCN0525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNp3cy90I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wz7xIP8JNr0/s320/DSCN0525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015969466638595906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNqXcy91I/AAAAAAAAAEA/5U9tCzPmkZE/s1600-h/DSCN0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNqXcy91I/AAAAAAAAAEA/5U9tCzPmkZE/s320/DSCN0526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015969475228530514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian on aunty susy, opening another present from mummy n i*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNq3cy92I/AAAAAAAAAEI/B7svYgGkBIg/s1600-h/DSCN0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxNq3cy92I/AAAAAAAAAEI/B7svYgGkBIg/s320/DSCN0527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015969483818465122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*he's sooooooo happy wit his barney plushie.... it can sing as well..."i love u, u love me, we are happy family, with a great big hug n a kiss from me to u, wont u say u love me toooo"... awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTk3cy93I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dmLMN8afIfY/s1600-h/DSCN0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTk3cy93I/AAAAAAAAAE4/dmLMN8afIfY/s320/DSCN0528.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015975977809016690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTlncy94I/AAAAAAAAAFA/_9ko9XXA8_4/s1600-h/DSCN0529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTlncy94I/AAAAAAAAAFA/_9ko9XXA8_4/s320/DSCN0529.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015975990693918594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*guess wat??!! barney gets 2 wear a santa hat tooo!!!! XD*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTm3cy95I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EvDCCNd5u7Y/s1600-h/DSCN0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTm3cy95I/AAAAAAAAAFI/EvDCCNd5u7Y/s320/DSCN0530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015976012168755090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*luke n me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTnncy96I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/y5SGc0b3Z5s/s1600-h/DSCN0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxTnncy96I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/y5SGc0b3Z5s/s320/DSCN0531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015976025053656994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darrel seems to like daniel...hmmm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxToHcy97I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ptL-4PTkQzs/s1600-h/DSCN0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxToHcy97I/AAAAAAAAAFY/ptL-4PTkQzs/s320/DSCN0532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015976033643591602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*daniel n joshua(my cousin)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB23cy98I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XdYVDsSu_Ms/s1600-h/DSCN0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB23cy98I/AAAAAAAAAF0/XdYVDsSu_Ms/s320/DSCN0533.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016026864581539778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*darrel n daniel again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB3ncy99I/AAAAAAAAAF8/7vbHbSMYTfU/s1600-h/DSCN0534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB3ncy99I/AAAAAAAAAF8/7vbHbSMYTfU/s320/DSCN0534.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016026877466441682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tanuj n damian*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB4ncy9_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/plYDJVdnILE/s1600-h/DSCN0535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB4ncy9_I/AAAAAAAAAGM/plYDJVdnILE/s320/DSCN0535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016026894646310898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*damian n i playing his favourite game of 'carry n drop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB5Hcy-AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vT7s0p9UbDU/s1600-h/DSCN0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyB5Hcy-AI/AAAAAAAAAGU/vT7s0p9UbDU/s320/DSCN0536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016026903236245506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDxHcy-BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eC6AHRGO5fs/s1600-h/DSCN0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDxHcy-BI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eC6AHRGO5fs/s320/DSCN0537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016028964820547602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*once again, damian n i*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDx3cy-CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4H8WVEUs63A/s1600-h/DSCN0538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDx3cy-CI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4H8WVEUs63A/s320/DSCN0538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016028977705449506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*luke n damian, after each other got whacked pretty hard on d head as a result of d game....dun blame me, blame d extremely active children*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDyXcy-DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VAUn1W9Pkl0/s1600-h/DSCN0539.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDyXcy-DI/AAAAAAAAAGs/VAUn1W9Pkl0/s320/DSCN0539.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016028986295384114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*roy sleeping....big fat pig he is....heheheh... yes i know he's my uncle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDzHcy-EI/AAAAAAAAAG0/g9MxrVEOf-o/s1600-h/DSCN0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDzHcy-EI/AAAAAAAAAG0/g9MxrVEOf-o/s320/DSCN0541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016028999180286018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*both d barney's taking a time out on d sofa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDzncy-FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CStN5FNrp_c/s1600-h/DSCN0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZyDzncy-FI/AAAAAAAAAG8/CStN5FNrp_c/s320/DSCN0542.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016029007770220626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a video taken by tanuj using my cam, things to note:&lt;br /&gt;1)damian actually beating daniel a bit cos he carried darrel&lt;br /&gt;2)tanuj saying i'm actuallt big enough 2 be a dinosaur.....wait u tanuj, i'll hv my revenge in class....muahahhahaha....&lt;br /&gt;3)tanuj saying 'eh, i like d small guy la'(small guy=darrel)&lt;br /&gt;4) daniel telling tanuj 2 zoom in, n tanuj saying i dunno how 2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcnjgjFeCak"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcnjgjFeCak" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d next post will be abt new year.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-1392408444597103233?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1392408444597103233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=1392408444597103233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1392408444597103233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1392408444597103233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-day.html' title='christmas day'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZxJ8Xcy9tI/AAAAAAAAADA/bzmaQARSQs0/s72-c/DSCN0518.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2980463615330565398</id><published>2007-01-04T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T06:15:01.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve</title><content type='html'>pictures say a thousand words, so just enjoy...if details r needed i'll explain l8er....hehehehehe XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwiTXcy9eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YcKMes7w4sk/s1600-h/DSCN0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwiTXcy9eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YcKMes7w4sk/s320/DSCN0484.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015921801091544546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwj_ncy9fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RIFOu6OkVqc/s1600-h/DSCN0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwj_ncy9fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/RIFOu6OkVqc/s320/DSCN0485.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015923660812383730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwkBHcy9gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ybV3bY9tzJI/s1600-h/DSCN0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwkBHcy9gI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ybV3bY9tzJI/s320/DSCN0486.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015923686582187522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwkBncy9hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kh9E8dxY8XU/s1600-h/DSCN0489.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwkBncy9hI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Kh9E8dxY8XU/s320/DSCN0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015923695172122130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;center&gt;*it's all abt d home... was a very lighted up christmas this yr, n we've already planned wat we wanna do 4 next yr's deco.....hehehehehe, d spirit of christmas is very contagious.....XD*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwkB3cy9iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fCpzH2o2VO0/s1600-h/DSCN0491.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwkB3cy9iI/AAAAAAAAAAs/fCpzH2o2VO0/s320/DSCN0491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015923699467089442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmTHcy9jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0OvvSeCWYVA/s1600-h/DSCN0494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmTHcy9jI/AAAAAAAAAA0/0OvvSeCWYVA/s320/DSCN0494.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015926194843088434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmTncy9kI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2uJ9ud6wf1U/s1600-h/DSCN0497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmTncy9kI/AAAAAAAAAA8/2uJ9ud6wf1U/s320/DSCN0497.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015926203433023042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmUHcy9lI/AAAAAAAAABE/trq_hBqV9s0/s1600-h/DSCN0498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmUHcy9lI/AAAAAAAAABE/trq_hBqV9s0/s320/DSCN0498.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015926212022957650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;center&gt;*now it's all abt family, we are all such posers.... i guess it runs in d blood...not complaining abt it tho...hehehe...*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmUXcy9mI/AAAAAAAAABM/cGq_E_nfhnQ/s1600-h/DSCN0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmUXcy9mI/AAAAAAAAABM/cGq_E_nfhnQ/s320/DSCN0499.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015926216317924962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmU3cy9nI/AAAAAAAAABU/Dvx756C0Gaw/s1600-h/DSCN0500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwmU3cy9nI/AAAAAAAAABU/Dvx756C0Gaw/s320/DSCN0500.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015926224907859570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwojncy9oI/AAAAAAAAABc/BBgF0NLs-Tc/s1600-h/DSCN0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwojncy9oI/AAAAAAAAABc/BBgF0NLs-Tc/s320/DSCN0501.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928677334185602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwokHcy9pI/AAAAAAAAABk/rd24ePA4HH4/s1600-h/DSCN0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwokHcy9pI/AAAAAAAAABk/rd24ePA4HH4/s320/DSCN0502.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928685924120210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwokncy9qI/AAAAAAAAABs/ENhyQlM11Uw/s1600-h/DSCN0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwokncy9qI/AAAAAAAAABs/ENhyQlM11Uw/s320/DSCN0503.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928694514054818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwok3cy9rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Larf8acuI4M/s1600-h/DSCN0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwok3cy9rI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Larf8acuI4M/s320/DSCN0504.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928698809022130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwolXcy9sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/44lqgRrybIU/s1600-h/DSCN0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwolXcy9sI/AAAAAAAAAB8/44lqgRrybIU/s320/DSCN0505.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015928707398956738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;center&gt;*then it's all abt d kids in church.....dis yrs christmas play was done by d lil kids....all of them so cuuutteeee!!!... a few pics 2 show how good they are...*&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. up next: christmas day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2980463615330565398?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2980463615330565398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2980463615330565398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2980463615330565398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2980463615330565398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-eve.html' title='christmas eve'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/RZwiTXcy9eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/YcKMes7w4sk/s72-c/DSCN0484.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-1727332103675575445</id><published>2006-12-21T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T21:10:27.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'> do u believe in santa claus?? </title><content type='html'>yesterday i was watching a movie called 'single santa looking 4 mrs.claus'...the synopsis is something like this &gt; A single mother whose faith in love died with her former husband learns that Christmas miracles can still happen in director Harvey Frost's warmhearted tale of winter magic. Beth Andrews (Crystal Bernard) is a devoted single mother and advertising executive whose current campaign could put her on the fast track to the big time. The holiday season is here, and in order to sell the latest in video game technology, Beth's campaign needs the perfect Santa Claus. As Beth burns the midnight oil night after night and attempts to convince her young son Jake (Dominic Scott Kay) never to have faith in fantasies, the wistful young man pens a letter to Santa asking for a new dad for the holidays. It seems that up in the North Pole the time has come for Saint Nick to pass along the seasonal responsibilities to his son Nick (Steve Guttenberg), but in order to take the position, Nick must have a Mrs. Claus before Christmas Eve. Upon receiving the Christmas request from young Jake, Nick sets his sights on Los Angeles, and Beth Andrews in particular. Despite his best intentions, it's going to take more than a Christmas miracle to convince the dejected widow that love can still conquer all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pr&gt;so it's another one of those romantic comedies where everything ends up just well n perfect... but while watching d movie, while watching Nick tryin 2 convince Beth that Santa is real it kinda reminded me of when i was a kid... i think when i was abt 4 or 5... dat christmas, as usual we went 4 d midnite mass... n when we came back.. all the presents were under d tree, n d glass of milk we left n d cookies were gone... well at dat time i was pretty sure i couldn't hv been my parents cos they were with us d whole time n wouldn't hv had d chance 2 do it b4 we came home... so i really tot dat Santa really came n gave us d presents.... n wats more, d following day when we were on our way 2 visit our grandparents in melaka, we passed this car which Santa, literally was sitting in....dat guy really looked like d SAnta in d movies.... wearing dat bright red suit, those gold-rimmed specs, dat bushy white hair n beard.... my sis n i were so excited seeing him... n he din dissapoint us.... he waved n winked at us, just wat Santa if he really existed would hv done.... it still tickles me when i recall dat moment... two excited lil girls n a car, n Santa in d next car waving... kinda like evry lil kid's dream come true... i guess it would hv been better if we saw him in a sleigh wit his reindeers XD...hehehe..&lt;/pr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pr&gt; so dat brings me to d question &lt;h1&gt;do you believe in Santa?&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/pr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pr&gt; for me, i know i believe that Saint Nicholas existed,n he would hv given out presents 2 poor lil kids... n after he died, some good soul just kept up the tradition... but Santa i ain't so sure... i guess it's just so hard 2 believe dat some1 can go to all d lil kids in d world in one nite n give them all d presents... it's just too hard to believe for me... imagining is easy..... but wat abt u??? wat do u believe???? &lt;/pr&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-1727332103675575445?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/1727332103675575445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=1727332103675575445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1727332103675575445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/1727332103675575445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/12/do-u-believe-in-santa-claus.html' title='&lt;b:loop&gt; do u believe in santa claus?? &lt;/b:loop&gt;'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-5920313738256841787</id><published>2006-12-20T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T13:29:49.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the beauty of little children</title><content type='html'>little children are a joy&lt;br /&gt;to all who see them,&lt;br /&gt;they are the best teachers&lt;br /&gt;when it comes to loving and living&lt;br /&gt;for they love without caution&lt;br /&gt;and they live life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;often we forget,&lt;br /&gt;the simple beauties of life,&lt;br /&gt;but for me,&lt;br /&gt;i just need to look at a little child,&lt;br /&gt;be it boy or girl,&lt;br /&gt;n they can bring&lt;br /&gt;joy untold to the depths of this cold heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only the little ones,&lt;br /&gt;can give you a smile so true,&lt;br /&gt;a smile that comes&lt;br /&gt;right from the bottom of their hearts.&lt;br /&gt;even hearts of stone will be melted&lt;br /&gt;seeing true joy n love&lt;br /&gt;in this world of lies n deceptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;little children love you&lt;br /&gt;for who you are now,&lt;br /&gt;the care not of what you did,&lt;br /&gt;or what you may do,&lt;br /&gt;all that they care and love&lt;br /&gt;is you,&lt;br /&gt;just you, for who you are;&lt;br /&gt;why so??&lt;br /&gt;because children are gifted by God,&lt;br /&gt;they can see right through your heart,&lt;br /&gt;no words spoken,&lt;br /&gt;they love you for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little children are a gift&lt;br /&gt;a gift from God to this burdened world&lt;br /&gt;that we may see and learn&lt;br /&gt;that we too need to be like them&lt;br /&gt;loving n trusting unconditionally&lt;br /&gt;our great Father,&lt;br /&gt;so we may one day be wit him too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; this is written for the little ones who hv made my life richer than money can possibly give, just by the presence of their lives in mine. especially for christina, damien, kathrina, luke boy n darrel, love you kids a lot. much more than words can say &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-5920313738256841787?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/5920313738256841787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=5920313738256841787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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post n somany things have happened.... we'll go back 2 wed n d events dat happened....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;highlights of wedesday:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) was at d undang testing center at 8am...was excited 2 sit 4 d test so i could faster go 4 d amali n start drving lessons.... but no, d stupid &amp;^*&amp;$^#^$# jpj ppl had 2 leave their computers off9... so i couldn't book my id 4 d test..... was there till 1pm n still cannot....hmmmph...malaysia really sucks...after waiting dere 4 5 bloody hours... my mood was sour....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)came home,had lunch n den mom made me clean up d study room.... cant blame her actually, cos d room has been in a total mess since d AS exams...yes i know it ended like a month ago.... but i cant help it....pity d poor child... i am a procrastinator... it is my duty 2 procrastinate....hehehe...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) time now is 4.30pm n i'm rushing 2 d hair dressers.... my hair has been like a golly-wog (i dun think dats d rite spelling, but who cares)... not really dat bad la, but its been real messy... so got a good hair cut.... not dat i've got a diff style or anything, but it just feels good 2 look neat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) at home again n now rushing n putting up a few more strands of lights... no idea wats gotten in2 us this year, but we're in 2 a very lighted up mode.... there's lots of lights ard our hse, even on d outside...had 2 get all dat done b4 6.30pm cos after dat had 2 go makan, mandi n go carroling....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) we ran behind time.... its 7pm now n now only we eating dinner... so rush rush n eat n den go mandi.... n den by 8pm we were out of d hse.....n on d road carolling from hse 2 hse... damn it was fun hanging out wit all those wacko fellas.l.. esp d twins roy n &amp; collin.... they r so crazy dat i can't find words 2 describe....it's kinda funny dat i'm sayin this altho they're only 2 yrs jr 2 me.... but i've seen them grow up... n it's really cute 2 see their faces sometimes when i remind them of wat they used 2 do round church.... hehehe.. i guess i'm alwayz gonna hv a soft spot 4 those 2 fellas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) back at my place at 10...d carollers r on their way 2 my place now... y u may ask???... cos my hse is d last spot 4 d day....hehehe....we made them sing extra songs....n santa wanted 2 dance but sadly no1 wanted 2 dance wit him.... poor santa!!!.....pics n vids will be posted l8er when i upload them frm d cam.... d whole affair ended at abt 11.30pm... n den i crashed in2 bed..... a suprisingly wonderful ending 2 a day dat began so sourly....XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, d highlights of thursday:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) again i had 2 go 2 d undang testing center at 8am...n again d jpj comps were off9....haiyo.... i hv no idea wats happening 2 our country.... but anyways at abt 9 d comps suddenly came on9 n my name managed to get an id 4 d test.... phew!!.. porr thing d 2 other guys who came wit me.... n sommore after my name went in ar... they nvr tell me until i went n asked them.... then only they said "oww ur name managed 2 get booking edi"... menyampah betul!!! so if i din go n ask them i think i'll hv 2 wait till 1 something again....so finally i went 2 sit 4 d test at 10.20am.... quite easy la d test... on contrary 2 wat others say... as long as u read d 500questions book ar... sure can pass....anyways i passed 48/50....whoot!!!! now i can go 4 amali edi n start driving... yipeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) came home happily.... n den mummy says..."come follow me, i'm goin 2 do pedicure, wanna do also?".... of course la i wanna do...so i went wit her... n now i hv a nice xmas design on my toes.... next week we goin 4 manicure....the luxuries of life i love...XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dat was basically d highlights of thurs la... i gues we all were kinda tired n need d rest, so basically d rest of d oafternoon was spent sleeping n carolling at nite again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is friday, n while d day has just begun we've already set one cake for baking...n preparing d ingredients 4 another one....wohooo!!! so 2day has officially been labled by me as 'baking day'......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 be cont l8er&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2854934089072988650?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2854934089072988650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2854934089072988650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2854934089072988650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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stuff 4 baking n we were supposed 2 buy a turkey from dere as well...cos in our home, the celebration is only complete wit mummy's home baked turkey n stuffing....mmmmm, makes my mouth water just thinkin abt it....anyways, giants din hv d turkey...so we drove all d way 2 tesco 2 buy d turkey.... n just our luck.... it was d lst bird dere....phew!!!...now we're back home at 2 p.m...... imagine dat, 4 hours just spent 2 do shopping.... now come d xmas deco all, after lunch n a lil resting we start by putting up d tree....btw ppl, d tree is taller than me...so i was hving my ego battered by a non-living tree who was giving me hell just coz he was taller than me....hmmph!!!... but d tree looks so pretty now wit all d deco on it....hehehehe... i just love xmas time... n  we were doin d deco till abt 5.30 p.m.... cos then mummy had 2 go n pick mel up from work.....mummy came back at abt 7... and then we continued 2 put d deco all ard d house.... the house looks so greeny n blinky now.... in d middle of doin it all, yours truly had a spectacular moment.... me slpping form d top of d organ, side stepping d organ chair n landing on d floor on my hands like some pro break dancer.... phew!!! n no bones broken!!! dats a miracle i tell ya.... had no idea i  could do moves like dat....do it again intentionally i think i'll break some bones.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grace if ur reading this, i blame d falling on u.... watever happens 2 u seems 2 happen 2 me n vice versa.....better get me a nice xmas present ya!!!!hehehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dat was d most hectic day ever....we only finished all d decorating at abt 9.30... took damn long.... but d house looks so nice n chirsmassy now.... i love this time of d year.... it certainly is d most fun time of all....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-1073797239101045835?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-8637879066076199674</id><published>2006-12-07T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T10:29:13.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy feet.....hmmm</title><content type='html'>since classes ended yesterday at 12.....grace n i decided 2 treat ourselves wit 'happy feet'....the whole event was practically free.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) d ride from coll to pyramid: initially, grace n i decided we would hail a cab n get ourselves there 4 the show at 12:10... we didnt hv 2 cos wai cheng offered 2 send us there on her way home.... no $$$ spent at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) den comes d movie tickets... grace's dad managed 2 get some free passes 4 us 2 watch the movie.... so dat was also free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) d ride back from pyramid 2 coll: grace had arranged wit her dad 2 pick her up after we were done.... so i got a free ride back 2 coll.... again no $$$ out of d pocket.... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, the purpose 4 d outing was paid for, n d transport also all covered.... so practically grace n i went 4 a free show.... don't it just give new meaning 2 'free show'??....hehehehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways the only $$$$ spent was when we bought the popcorn n drinks.... dats all.... a mere RM8 spent 4 2 persons 2 watch a movie... life is good....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now lets talk abt the star of the movie, mumble happy feet.... i totally feel for d dude, cos i 2 am hopeess at singing.... tho i dun think i'm as bad as he is... i can carry a tune sometimes... not always, but sometimes....anyways, i think it's cool dat he can't sing cos in d end it was his tap dancing dat eventually saved the whole colony.....but my fav character aint mumble d emperor penguin, but actually ramon, d spunky lil penguin who speaks spanish.....ramon's also part of a group of 5 penguins who call themselves adelie amigos... well these lil fellas din care if u cant sing, all they care is abt being urself... n for once in his life mumble feels happy n excepted....n den d story goes on blah blah blah..... there aint much of a storyline 2 d movie... but it's the funny antics dat d animators hv put in2 d penguins......was a good laugh n i came out hving enjoyed myself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after d movie, i went 2 do some xmas shopping 4 my parents.... managed 2 get soemthing 4 my mom, but not my dad...hmmm... it's just so hard 2 find good gifts 4 guys n men.....troublesome species they are....n i got myself a cool t-shirt... which when i went  home i had 2 fight wit my mom n sis 2 keep it cos they wanted it....haiyo.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall end dis long post now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: i'm officially prepared n ready 2 go 4 xmas shopping marathonS.... 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-2730385335583872259</id><published>2006-11-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:38:34.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time 2 dance....will you take my hand??</title><content type='html'>well AS exams ended 2day n yet we have to trudge to college tmrw to continue studying 4 A2.... dats bloody sucky.... but on a brighter note, i went 2 mid valley wit the guys and grace n we watched STEP UP.....awesome movie.... i totally loved it.... well since i aint good wit those narrative posts, i shall just stop here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the strings of my soul start to play&lt;br /&gt;as the music of my feelings are heard&lt;br /&gt;the time is now&lt;br /&gt;this is the moment&lt;br /&gt;the music echoes through my bones&lt;br /&gt;softly, gently if u would listen&lt;br /&gt;the soul cries for love...&lt;br /&gt;it is the time to dance&lt;br /&gt;will you take my hand??&lt;br /&gt;will you be the one&lt;br /&gt;to take me through the night,&lt;br /&gt;among the stars in the dark sky&lt;br /&gt;to dance our lives away&lt;br /&gt;together, forever....&lt;br /&gt;the time is now;&lt;br /&gt;will you take my hand???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-2730385335583872259?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/2730385335583872259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=2730385335583872259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/2730385335583872259'/><link 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align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(by FFH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I can't find the words to pray, I'm a little down today &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Can You help me, Can You hold me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I feel a million miles away, And I don't know what to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Can You hear me anyway? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;What I need is for You to reach out Your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;You have taught me no matter what You'd understand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CHORUS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lord move in the way, that I've never seen before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cause there's a mountain in the way and a lock on the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm drifting away, waves are crashing on the shore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So Lord move (move), or move me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I've looked every where to find a simple peace of mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But, I can't find nothing on my own &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So I gotta leave myself behind, take up this cross of mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Give away everything I hold onto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lord I know the only way is through this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;But Lord, I know I need You to help me do this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CHORUS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lord move in the way, that I've never seen before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cause there's a mountain in the way and a lock on the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm drifting away, waves are crashing on the shore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;So Lord move (move), or move me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Out of this place of complacency &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;To a place of fellowship with Thee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Cause I am weak, but Lord, You are so strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And You know it's been way too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's been way too long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Lord move in the way, that I've never seen before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Cause there's a mountain in the way and a lock on the door &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm drifting away, waves are crashing on the shore So Lord move (move)...,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;CHORUS&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/27870521-1613593884400416156?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116357405043303239</id><published>2006-11-15T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:00:50.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walking in the rain</title><content type='html'>a wonderful feeling beckons&lt;br /&gt;just standing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;letting the rain just wash over me&lt;br /&gt;all my troubles washed away&lt;br /&gt;all my fears and insecurities; gone&lt;br /&gt;just walking in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumping into puddles&lt;br /&gt;and eating lollipops&lt;br /&gt;a wonderful feeling i can't compare&lt;br /&gt;it's been long since i felt so free&lt;br /&gt;it's been ages since i felt light as a feather&lt;br /&gt;oh what joy to be in the presence of nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to feel the rain on my skin&lt;br /&gt;to feel the wind mess my hair&lt;br /&gt;and to hear&lt;br /&gt;the beautiful sound of music&lt;br /&gt;the rain makes&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in college now...supposed to be studying for the last subject bio, but my mind has been feeling depressed since lunch was over..... i somehow blame it on the cabonara i ate.... as i was feeling all right before dat..... so anyways since tje library is a depressing place.... grace n i decided to go for a walk outside..... it was raining n i suddenly had this urge to run in the rain and jump into puddles..... i dunno wat made me do it.... but i just went ahead n did it..... n i loved it....i started laughing the moment i felt the rain on my skin.....it was just exhilarating... like as if i was high or something.... i guess i was knowing me...... but it felt wonderful...... my resolution after the bio paper: to run in the rain and get wet n love it...... but most of all, to be ALIVE!!!!! exams kinda make u feel dead......&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116294974275661982</id><published>2006-11-08T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T09:35:53.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Traveler Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofsoulareyouquiz/traveler-soul.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a thrill seeker who loves to be active and on the moveYou love to wander: between places, ideas, and people.A good communicator, you're a nonconformist and interested in the world.You are an explorer, a good storyteller, and a true dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;Because you're always on the move, you can be a bit fickle.It's difficult for you to make personal commitments.Don't be so quick to ignore emotional issues and problems.You're much more intuitive and psychic than you think.&lt;br /&gt;Souls you are most compatible with: Retrospective Soul and Dreaming Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Kind of Soul Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-116294974275661982?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116286089004701774</id><published>2006-11-07T08:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T09:16:08.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sometimes i just wish.............</title><content type='html'>it's early in the morning&lt;br /&gt;contrary to the fun of the past days&lt;br /&gt;today started on a bad note&lt;br /&gt;life is certainly funny ain't it??&lt;br /&gt;just when u thought it couldn't get better&lt;br /&gt;it takes a turn for worse&lt;br /&gt;yes, indeed&lt;br /&gt;life is the harshest teacher ever&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of some days&lt;br /&gt;it leaves me feeling as if&lt;br /&gt;life may not be worth living at all&lt;br /&gt;my fire grows dim&lt;br /&gt;some days the rain and storm&lt;br /&gt;they threaten to snuff it all out together&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish they did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish that i was the one&lt;br /&gt;solely in control of my destiny&lt;br /&gt;not just a puppet with feelings&lt;br /&gt;who is just part of the never-ending story: life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish&lt;br /&gt;that i could live life to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;just the way i would love it to be&lt;br /&gt;without any consequences&lt;br /&gt;without any restrains&lt;br /&gt;without being told what i should do&lt;br /&gt;without being expected to perform&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish&lt;br /&gt;i could give it my all without being afraid&lt;br /&gt;afraid of the outcomes&lt;br /&gt;afraid of life itself&lt;br /&gt;but fear surrounds me like a shroud&lt;br /&gt;threatening to envelope my very being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just want to be&lt;br /&gt;like the wild horses or the eagles&lt;br /&gt;just running free&lt;br /&gt;cruising with the wind&lt;br /&gt;to fly high above it all&lt;br /&gt;away from all the hurts&lt;br /&gt;away from all barriers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, oh why??&lt;br /&gt;do we love binding ourselves&lt;br /&gt;with these chains of life...&lt;br /&gt;why, oh why??&lt;br /&gt;do we allow ourselves&lt;br /&gt;to be chained by the norms of society&lt;br /&gt;why, oh why??&lt;br /&gt;don't we just allow ourselves&lt;br /&gt;to celebrate our individualism&lt;br /&gt;our being different from one another&lt;br /&gt;why, can't we just let&lt;br /&gt;the person who hides inside&lt;br /&gt;be exposed, and let live&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish&lt;br /&gt;that i didn't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;like a lonely cactus in a barren desert&lt;br /&gt;but most of all,&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i just wish&lt;br /&gt;that life never at all&lt;br /&gt;began for me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-116286089004701774?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116159341100909575</id><published>2006-10-23T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T16:50:11.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i cant breathe&lt;br /&gt;my mind is all woozy&lt;br /&gt;stuck in this world of in between&lt;br /&gt;nothing seems real anymore&lt;br /&gt;reality is my imagination now&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the flame is due&lt;br /&gt;why? you may ask....&lt;br /&gt;cos............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arrgh!!!!!! i'm sick!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so bloody irratating cos i've bio pract on thurs...... how i'm gonna get thru dat wit a running nose i hv no idea...... arrgh!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-116159341100909575?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116159341100909575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=116159341100909575' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116159341100909575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116159341100909575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-cant-breathe-my-mind-is-all-woozy.html' title=''/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116133582604663833</id><published>2006-10-20T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T17:17:06.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it ends tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;THE ALL-AMERICAN REJECTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It Ends Tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Your subtleties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;They strangle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I can't explain myself at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And all that wants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And all that needs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All I don't want to need at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My minds unweaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;On this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;When darkness turns to light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It ends tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A falling star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Least I fall alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I can't explain what you can't explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Your finding things that you didn't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I look at you with such disdain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;The walls start breathing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My minds unweaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Maybe it's best you leave me alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;A weight is lifted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;On this evening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I give the final blow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;When darkness turns to light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Just a little insight will make this right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's too late to fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It ends tonight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It ends tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now I'm on my own side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's better than being on your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's my fault when your blind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;It's better that I see it through your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All these thoughts locked inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Now you're the first to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;[Chorus x2]&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/27870521-116133582604663833?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116133582604663833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=116133582604663833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116133582604663833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116133582604663833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-ends-tonight.html' title='it ends tonight'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116109237368536203</id><published>2006-10-17T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T21:41:20.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i believe in miracles!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~1 Cor 2:9~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eye has not seen, ear has not heard, nor has it dawned on the mind what God has prepared for those who love him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~Jeremiah 29:11~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you; plans to save you and not to harm you, plans to give you a future and to give you hope.&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/27870521-116109237368536203?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116109237368536203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=116109237368536203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116109237368536203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116109237368536203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-believe-in-miracles1-cor-29eye-has.html' title=''/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116065554116580426</id><published>2006-10-12T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T04:49:06.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where the eagle flies.....</title><content type='html'>the nest is bare&lt;br /&gt;prickly against the tender flesh&lt;br /&gt;of the young bird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meant to fly,&lt;br /&gt;but the little one is afraid&lt;br /&gt;fear weighs him down like a boulder&lt;br /&gt;afraid if he takes the plunge&lt;br /&gt;he may never fly again at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a little late,&lt;br /&gt;but she's not long overdue,&lt;br /&gt;soon she will fly&lt;br /&gt;once she breaks the chains that hold&lt;br /&gt;her pretty wings captive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, not too far in the future,&lt;br /&gt;the little one will fly,&lt;br /&gt;high in the realm of the skies&lt;br /&gt;where the eagles are the kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look out to see the little one&lt;br /&gt;flexing their wings&lt;br /&gt;and riding the currents&lt;br /&gt;braving all the obstacles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;soaring high above them all, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;right where the eagle flies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;rising I will touch the sky,&lt;br /&gt;soon,&lt;br /&gt;my time goes to arive,&lt;br /&gt;when I rest in the given promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;elevándome tocaré el cielo,&lt;br /&gt;pronto,&lt;br /&gt;mi tiempo va a arive,&lt;br /&gt;cuando descanso en la promesa dada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-116065554116580426?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116065554116580426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=116065554116580426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116065554116580426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116065554116580426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/where-eagle-flies.html' title='where the eagle flies.....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-116057052388906738</id><published>2006-10-11T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T20:42:03.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the golden post..........(",)</title><content type='html'>yess ppl this is the 50th post of my blog..... nothing exciting to blog abt except dat AS finals are starting next mon n dat currently i'm stuck on these songs.... beautiful.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;HINDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;"Lips Of An Angel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Honey why are you calling me so late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's kinda hard to talk right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Honey why are you crying is everything okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well, my girls in the next room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I guess we never really moved on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It sounds so sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;With the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's funny that you're calling me tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;And yes I've dreamt of you too &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;And does he know you're talking to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Will it start a fight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;No I don't think she has a clue &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Well my girls in the next room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Sometimes I wish she was you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;I guess we never really moved on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It sounds so sweet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Coming from the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Hearing those wordsa it makes me weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;With the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It's really good to hear your voice saying my name &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;It sounds so sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt; Coming from the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Hearing those words it makes me weak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;And I never wanna say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;But girl you make it hard to be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;With the lips of an angel (And I never wanna say goodbye) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;But girl you make it so hard to be faithful &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;With the lips of an angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;Honey why are you calling me so late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEW FOUND GLORY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oxygen"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Constantly connected to the total unexpected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I'm a con, a stealer of hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I only keep this facade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;To keep you on your toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I'll take a glance while you sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Right from under your nose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;So don't leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I can't breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to breathe without you (You're my oxygen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;It's hard to get rejected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;By the one you most expected to be by your side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Your first thought being you should run and hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't think you're to blame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I'll get you on your toes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I'll dream of you while I'm asleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;So nobody will know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;So don't leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I can't breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to be without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to live without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to breathe without you (You're my oxygen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;With me, is where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Right with me, is where you belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Right here (Right here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Right here (Don't leave me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I can't breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Cause I can't live without you(So don't leave) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I can't breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Don't leave, don't leave me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;You're my oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;I don't want to breathe without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;You're my oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oxygen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;Oxygen&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/27870521-116057052388906738?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/116057052388906738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=116057052388906738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116057052388906738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/116057052388906738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/golden-post.html' title='the golden post..........(&quot;,)'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115988315272536456</id><published>2006-10-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T21:45:52.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Mummy!!!!!</title><content type='html'>well today is mummy's b'day.... so b4 dis daddy, mel n i decided 2 suprise her... it was all a suprise.... the gift n the cake n everything..... rite now i cant upload the video yet, so here are some photos.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0278.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photo #1: when mummy 2st received the FedEx package&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #2: mummy still tryin 2 open the package&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #3: the gift box finally out of the packaging....for such a lil thing FedEx used such a big packet.....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0284.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #4: mummy finally opened the box n smiling as she looked at the rosary....&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo #5: the gift revealed....a genuine mother of pearl with silver sterling, hand crafted rosary with life time guarantee.... cool eh??? maybe not for everyone, but for mummy it's helluva lot....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;remember one of my posts some time back abt a pair of merbuks nesting at my place??..... well on sunday(01/10/06) the eggs hatched..... n two little birdies were welcomed into the world.... so aftert waiting a couple of days 4 those little birdies 2 get used 2 the world around them, today i decided 2 document their early stages of life..... on of those little guys was kinda shy, so only one birdie posed 4 me with mummy bird.... can u see the little fella snuggled up next to its mummy???.... ain't he cute???? (at least i think its a he.....)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115988315272536456?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115988315272536456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115988315272536456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115988315272536456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115988315272536456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='Happy Birthday Mummy!!!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115907197521603797</id><published>2006-09-24T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:26:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only time...</title><content type='html'>the line was cast,&lt;br /&gt;and the fish has snagged the line,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to reel it in,&lt;br /&gt;only time will tell,&lt;br /&gt;if it is a prize catch...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115907197521603797?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115907197521603797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115907197521603797' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115907197521603797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115907197521603797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/only-time.html' title='only time...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115907171896548705</id><published>2006-09-24T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:21:58.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all endings are beginings...</title><content type='html'>that chapter is closed,&lt;br /&gt;a new one has begun,&lt;br /&gt;however&lt;br /&gt;my friend don't fret,&lt;br /&gt;what we used to be,&lt;br /&gt;who you used to be to me,&lt;br /&gt;no one will ever replace,&lt;br /&gt;we tried,&lt;br /&gt;but that path was not ours to take,&lt;br /&gt;one day you will find&lt;br /&gt;the dream that you will cherish,&lt;br /&gt;it was not me, my friend&lt;br /&gt;who was destined to be that dream.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a few words for you,&lt;br /&gt;all endings are beginings,&lt;br /&gt;though at that time&lt;br /&gt;we may not realise it,&lt;br /&gt;it's true;&lt;br /&gt;look for your begining,&lt;br /&gt;where we ended....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115907171896548705?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115907171896548705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115907171896548705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115907171896548705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115907171896548705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/all-endings-are-beginings.html' title='all endings are beginings...'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115907129645719493</id><published>2006-09-24T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:14:56.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while</title><content type='html'>dear bloggy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's certainly been a while..... i'm sorry for neglecting u, but wit the shackles on i ain't got much choice.... please understand.... but don't worry, i've got a lot to say since i've been away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yours truly,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115907129645719493?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115907129645719493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115907129645719493' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115907129645719493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115907129645719493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115776320940268337</id><published>2006-09-09T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:53:29.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a religious note</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Heart Of Worship - Hillsongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;when the music fades&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;all is stripped away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and i simply come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;longing just to bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;something that's of worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;that will bless your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i bring you more than a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;for a song in itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;is not what you have required&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you search much deeper within&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;through the way things appear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;you're looking into my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and it's all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the thing i've made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;when it's all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it's all about you, Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;King of endless worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;no one could express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;how much you deserve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;though i'm weak and poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;all i have is yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;every single breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;i bring you more than a song&lt;br /&gt;for a song in itself&lt;br /&gt;is not what you have required&lt;br /&gt;you search much deeper within&lt;br /&gt;through the way things appear&lt;br /&gt;you're looking into my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;br /&gt;and it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the thing i've made it&lt;br /&gt;when it's all about you&lt;br /&gt;it's all about you, Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm coming back to the heart of worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;and it's all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;It's all about you, Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I'm sorry Lord for the thing i've made it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;when it's all about you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;it's all about you, Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I am to Worship - Hillsongs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Light of the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You stepped down into darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Opened my eyes let me see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Beauty that made this heart adore You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Hope of a life spent with You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I am to worship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I am to bow down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I am to say that You're my God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;You're all together lovely, altogether worthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Altogether wonderful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;King of all days oh so highly exalted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Glorious in heaven above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Humbly You came to this earth You created&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;All for love's sake became poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I am to worship&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to bow down&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to say that You're my God&lt;br /&gt;You're all together lovely, altogether worthy&lt;br /&gt;Altogether wonderful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'll never know how much it cost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To see my sin upon that cross&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Call upon the name of the Lord and be saved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Call upon the name of the Lord and be saved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Here I am to worship&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to bow down&lt;br /&gt;Here I am to say that You're my God&lt;br /&gt;You're all together lovely, altogether worthy&lt;br /&gt;Altogether wonderful to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;these past few months have taken a toil on my faith.... n at a point i was just a zombie walking around, my actions were wihtout faith....i just couldn't sit and pray.....thanks god for the gift of music and songs, because through these i was able to contemplate on the events that had happened and my role in my faith....now, i'm back on track again.... these two songs really helped me....just wanted to share them with u guys.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115776320940268337?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115776320940268337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115776320940268337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115776320940268337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115776320940268337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-religious-note.html' title='on a religious note'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115770907241114642</id><published>2006-09-08T17:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:51:12.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/1600/DSCN0267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; well for one, my house is becomeing a breeding ground for birds.... it's really becoming a regular affair now.....previously, we've had a few visitors who came only once a year like the doves n the merbuk......only one pair per year.....this year a pair of merbuk made their nest n their little birdies have flown away last month ....now in our porch lamps there are two pairs of merbuk nesting.....n they're totally cool abt me sticking my face in their nest... fyi, most birds would hv abandoned the nest, but not these birds....well hopefully this time i'll be able to get a few pics of the babies as well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/1600/DSCN0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5423/2942/320/DSCN0246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;n this is a pic of my darling little cousin, damian driving my mom's peugeot.... not bad eh this little guy???.....he could even ask me while driving, "chechi, are u taking a picture of me driving godma's car???".....so cute la he....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115770907241114642?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115770907241114642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115770907241114642' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115770907241114642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115770907241114642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/randomity.html' title='randomity'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115762390705176994</id><published>2006-09-07T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T18:11:47.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PD rocked!!!</title><content type='html'>ain't good with me writing too many words, so i'll keep it short...... grace, daniel, michael, vignesh, tanuj, shankar n i had a blast in PD... it was so relaxing n everyone was just chilling out n hanging out wit one another..... it really felt like a family on holiday.....n everyone knows dat with dat combination, there's bound to be some hilarious moments....well in short, it was fun n wait for the pics to be posted.....can only get them when grace uploads n burns them for us....chiowz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115762390705176994?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115762390705176994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115762390705176994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115762390705176994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115762390705176994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/09/pd-rocked.html' title='PD rocked!!!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115710841624582577</id><published>2006-09-01T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T19:00:16.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fog.....</title><content type='html'>the fog is dense&lt;br /&gt;as the shades of grey shift about&lt;br /&gt;the shadows are alive&lt;br /&gt;and they're after me&lt;br /&gt;i run and hide&lt;br /&gt;but i'm going around in cricles&lt;br /&gt;i keep coming back to where i started&lt;br /&gt;to the place where everthing begins&lt;br /&gt;to the place of my life&lt;br /&gt;home is where it once used to be&lt;br /&gt;now its just a grey house&lt;br /&gt;where sadness emmanates from&lt;br /&gt;the four walls entraps the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;while outside the walls the sun shines&lt;br /&gt;deceiving all who look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to drown&lt;br /&gt;in the raging waters of the tempest&lt;br /&gt;but my lips are sealed&lt;br /&gt;that is the curse of the house i live in&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115710841624582577?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115710841624582577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115710841624582577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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the house upsurge&lt;br /&gt;the peace is dispersed&lt;br /&gt;the pieces thrown to the farthest, remotest end&lt;br /&gt;as it creates a wreckage far worse than any known…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the eye of the storm has passed&lt;br /&gt;but with its passing&lt;br /&gt;the tempest has worsened&lt;br /&gt;it shows no sign of letting up&lt;br /&gt;how long will it last?&lt;br /&gt;No one knows for certain….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing is for sure&lt;br /&gt;The hurricane of emotions&lt;br /&gt;Leaves behind a catastrophe.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hearts have been broken,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dreams have been shattered,&lt;br /&gt;too marred to be mended&lt;br /&gt;only time will tell&lt;br /&gt;how deep the effects of the hurricane&lt;br /&gt;and then maybe, it may be mended…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now,&lt;br /&gt;while the hurricane still rages&lt;br /&gt;I will look for comfort n shelter….&lt;br /&gt;If I can find them,&lt;br /&gt;Blessed be my soul……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115641374395830696?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115641374395830696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115641374395830696' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115641374395830696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115641374395830696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/hurricane-of-emotions.html' title='hurricane of emotions'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115608222398094202</id><published>2006-08-20T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:57:04.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cuteberries.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuteberries.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i72.photobucket.com/albums/i164/cuteberries/graphics/onhiatus/OnHiatus3.gif" border="0" alt="™ Cuteberries.com - Cartoon Dolls, Cute Disney Graphics, Saniro Graphics, Myspace Pictures, Myspace Codes, Myspace Layouts, Myspace goodies, Myspace stuff and more ! ™" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="™ Cuteberries.com - Cartoon Dolls, Cute Disney 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rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/cuteberriescom-cartoon-dolls-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115573693724861493</id><published>2006-08-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:02:17.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the black hole - part 2</title><content type='html'>i am an empty space&lt;br /&gt;a void, a vacuum,&lt;br /&gt;feelingless and emotionless&lt;br /&gt;all i think about is myself&lt;br /&gt;i am a black hole&lt;br /&gt;selfish and arrogant&lt;br /&gt;it is my nature&lt;br /&gt;the way i am meant to be&lt;br /&gt;don't blame me&lt;br /&gt;for i am what i am,&lt;br /&gt;just a black hole&lt;br /&gt;taking up just a dot of the galaxy........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115573693724861493?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115573693724861493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115573693724861493' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115573693724861493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115573693724861493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/black-hole-part-2.html' title='the black hole - part 2'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115530497962412258</id><published>2006-08-11T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:08:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>remember the journey.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"If you keep focusing on your goal in life, how are you going to remember what happened before that? If you think the highlight of your life is going to be accomplishing that goal, then you aren't going to remember the special moments that happened before. It's not about the destination; it's about the journey. Always remember the journey"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as those of u who are in CAL know....our trials n our AS is coming up soon....n i know everyone is busy studying and everything but i just wanted to say.... don't forget the journey.....we all know this is gonna be a stressful period for each and everyone.....so if we accidentally tread on each others toes.... just chill k.....life is all about the blunders we make......it's also abt how we turn those blunders into laughters.......cheers everyone!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the best for the exams!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who are from other programmes....the wish goes out to you guys as well.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dun forget to remember the journey......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115530497962412258?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115530497962412258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115530497962412258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115530497962412258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115530497962412258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/remember-journey.html' title='remember the journey.....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115494437150123767</id><published>2006-08-07T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T17:52:51.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>give life a good hard punch in the stomach......</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;" when life knocks u down , get up and knock it straight back" By someone smart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's wat i got from allen's blog.....plagiarism??...yes indeed, but for a good cause.... well here's the case....a certain good friend of mine has been having a very bad day and the pst weekend was no better.....so this goes out to you, Grace.... get up and give life a good hard punch in the stomach and show that u can handle anything that comes ur way....also tell life not to mess wit u...cos ur strong n u have friends that help you through...and i'm always here to listen if u need a ear and a shoulder.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115494437150123767?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115494437150123767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115494437150123767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115494437150123767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115494437150123767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/give-life-good-hard-punch-in-stomach.html' title='give life a good hard punch in the stomach......'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115461215742324872</id><published>2006-08-03T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T21:35:57.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird.....just plain wierd.......</title><content type='html'>the weirdest day i've ever experienced in my whole life.....let's be frank k... no one just walks up to you and starts spilling theire whole life story to u....but that's exactly what happened today...i didn't go for bio tutorial today, so while waiting for raeyna and thivyah i was sitting in the garden wit ashy and vernie....and while we were chatting this african guy just walks up to us and starts asking me if i'm from cpu.... n then to cut the very, very long story short.....he then introed himself n asked for vernie's name only.....btw his name is louis....which was a shocker for me....then he parks himself on the bench next to us n starts talking abt his failed attempts of getting a gf....n apparently he was hitting on the chinese girls only *me looking at ashy n rolling my eyes*......goes to show how shallow he is.... n then he says, but the indians are fine... n that he gets along really well with them probably becaus their girls are more or less the same....*me rolling my eyes again*.....next he asks us if we have bf's....although we were all single and available.....ashy n i said we were taken.....n vernie said she doesnt hv a bf......n he keeps goin like 'for real'... i think ebery sentence he uses ends wit a 'for real'......at this point vernie has to go to mac center to bring punitha in....n this guy like asks ashy n me to hook him up with vernie, coz he likes her.....gosh....*me rolls eyes for god knows the hundredth time'.....n ashy covers up for vernie trying to save her saying 'actually she's in love wit someone n they just had their 1st kiss yest....bla bla bla.....she was trying to turn him off... but he was very persistent n when vernie came back, he actually asked for her no..... thank god vernie does not have a handphone...... but he still doesn't give up... now he wants her msn....so vernie has no choice n gives.....n then vernie freaks when she realises that its 4.20 n asks me how i'm goin home....so i say that i'm following her cos i'm staying over at ashy's house.....luckily vernie catches it n says ok......phew.....n this guy keeps on talking n talking n talking.......he also says we look all very americanised but we still act very asianish.....*louie at this point is getting very irratated*.....n i start telling him off....n then i ask him if getting a bf/gf is so important..... nhe gives some bullshit answer abt how women are sooooooooooo important.....gimme a break.....thank god time flew quickly enough n we were soon excusing ourselves as the transport had arrived......phew.....stupid guy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who find it hard to understand i shall give u an oral version tmrw.....for real.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115461215742324872?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115461215742324872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115461215742324872' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115461215742324872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.quotationspage.com/quotes/Bertrand_Russell/"&gt;Bertrand Russell&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accordingly i'm supposed to be three parts dead already.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115447100153258220?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115447100153258220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115447100153258220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115447100153258220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115447100153258220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/love.html' title='love....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115438584670589528</id><published>2006-08-01T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T06:44:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my resolution....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;NICK LACHEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Nothing but an empty page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Breathing in an open space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Captured by your moment's grace again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;There's so much I left behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Even more that waits in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Everything's so undefined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm standing on the edge of my fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I see it clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Here's my resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All I need to learn is along this road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I just want to be the best man I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Breathe, it's my resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Living life without her there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Finding soul is where I stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And learning how to love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And all I want is something real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;That I can feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Here's my resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All I need to learn is along this road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I just wanna be the best man I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;'Cause here's my resolutionI'm letting go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;All I need to learn is along this road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And I just wanna be the best man I can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Breathe, it's my resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;My resolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;(Ooh oh oh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;a myriad of feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;goin through my heart and soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i'm a bit confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i don't know what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what to decide....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i'm torn in between my own feelings....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;can i trust you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i need to know that first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;before anything else...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;can i lean on you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;depend on you when i am weak??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i need to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;i'm afraid to tread on the thin ice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;will you help me fly??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;or will you bring me down??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;or will we fly together??....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just felt like posting the song...it is a step forward i am taking... that's all i have to say....there are a lot of blank spaces in between... but only those who know will be able to read between the lines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115438584670589528?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115438584670589528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115438584670589528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115438584670589528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115438584670589528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-resolution.html' title='my resolution....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115409256910515264</id><published>2006-07-28T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T21:31:41.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the irony in my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i·ro·ny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://secure.reference.com/premium/login.html?rd=2&amp;amp;u=http%3A%2F%2Fdictionary.reference.com%2Fbrowse%2Firony"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;~ The use of words to express something different from and often opposite to their literal meaning.&lt;br /&gt;~ An expression or utterance marked by a deliberate contrast between apparent and intended meaning.&lt;br /&gt;~ A literary style employing such contrasts for humorous or rhetorical effect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a simple word, but certainly much more than that.....i certainly don't know what to make out of it....i was just sittting down and contemplating.....isn't life ironic??....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115409256910515264?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115409256910515264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115409256910515264' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115409256910515264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115409256910515264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/irony-in-my-life.html' title='the irony in my life'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115379126690587639</id><published>2006-07-25T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T09:34:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's ur problem man?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hey big guy up in the sky;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;yeah you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm talking to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;just wanted to ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;what's your  problem man??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why the hell are you messing my life up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;owwh i forgot, your in heaven,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;so why in all the whole universe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;did you choose my life to play with....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why didn't you choose someone else??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why don't you toy with someone else's feelings??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;why me??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;when there is over a billion of people in this world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i just want to be left alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;please don't mess my life up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i think it certainly was tangled up enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;before you decided to do anything....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;if you're trying to unravel the knots of my complicated life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you're actually making them worse....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;please, i beg of thee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;leave me alone....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;alone with my messed up life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;to unravel them on my own.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;please....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115379126690587639?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115379126690587639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115379126690587639' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115379126690587639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115379126690587639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/whats-ur-problem-man.html' title='what&apos;s ur problem man?!?!'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115374657119710394</id><published>2006-07-24T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:09:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the black hole</title><content type='html'>i am a black hole&lt;br /&gt;all that gravitates towards me&lt;br /&gt;i grab...&lt;br /&gt;i am greedy&lt;br /&gt;nothing escapes me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take more than i give&lt;br /&gt;i want more and more&lt;br /&gt;what i have never seems to be enough&lt;br /&gt;more and more is all i want&lt;br /&gt;i am a black hole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dead star in space&lt;br /&gt;darkness surroundsme&lt;br /&gt;i'm engulfed in my greed&lt;br /&gt;i am a black hole.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115374657119710394?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115374657119710394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115374657119710394' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115374657119710394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115374657119710394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/black-hole.html' title='the black hole'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115361386273796814</id><published>2006-07-23T07:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T08:24:57.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to fly....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i wonder.....since we are always weighed down by so much of baggage....will we ever be able to break free....i want to fly....i'm tired of being on the ground....i yearn for the rush of wind ruffling my hair....i want to be part of the air...but it seems only to be the dreams of a dreamer....will i ever be able to soar through the skies like the mighty eagle??...it may not be possible....but a dreamer never stops dreaming...the dreamer always hopes that the dreams may one day be a reality....i want to fly...i want to break free....i want to be released of all the baggage.....but since a dream shall only be a dream dreamed by the dreamer.....i will wait for the arival of that day....till then there's a song that fits the occasion....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;FLIPSYDE - SOMEDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna rise up on that wind you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna dance with those lions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna break free from these chains and keep on flyin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;They tellin' me it's all good just wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;You know you're gonna be there someday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Sippin' on Jim Beam ok &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Gotta get these things one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Till then do another line you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Searching for that other high &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Stop or I gotta steal then steal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Kill or I'm gonna be killed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;I got a sack in my pocket &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Conscious yellin' drop it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;You know we're gonna lose it someday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;And we tryin' to hold it all together but the devil is too clever so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;I'm gonna die you gonna die we gonna die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday one day I said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna rise up on the wind you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna dance with those lions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna break free from these chains and keep on flyin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Try to lie but it ain't me Ain't me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Try to look but I can't see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Can't stop right now cause I'm too far and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;I can't keep goin' cause it's too hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;In the day in the night it's the same thing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;On the field on the block it's the same game &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;On the real if you stop then it's no pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;but if you can't feel pain then it's no gain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Rearrange and you change and it's all bad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;and you try to maintain but you fall back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;And you crawl and you slip and you slide down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Wanna make it to the top better start now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;So I hold my soul and I die hard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;All alone in the night in the graveyard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday one day I'm gonna be free &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;and they won't try to kill me for being me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Hey someday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna rise up on that wind you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna dance with those lions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna break free from these chains and keep on flyin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;If you know how this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Gonna see it's not that easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Don't stop get it till it's done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;From where you are or have begun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;I said keep on try a little harder to see everything you need to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Believe in your dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;That you see when you're asleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna rise up on that wind you know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna dance with those lions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#006600;"&gt;Someday we gonna break free from these chains and keep on flyin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115361386273796814?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115361386273796814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115361386273796814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115361386273796814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115361386273796814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-want-to-fly.html' title='i want to fly....'/><author><name>.::KuCc|R@t::.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qDC5YY_lyAA/SzC1wLMPznI/AAAAAAAAASg/rrudz2YRmVs/S220/IMG_6514.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27870521.post-115331240178837074</id><published>2006-07-19T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:33:21.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just my random thoughts.....</title><content type='html'>left alone, boredom envelopes me&lt;br /&gt;my exsistance seems to be engulfed in gloom&lt;br /&gt;a rare experience,&lt;br /&gt;which as days go by&lt;br /&gt;seems to occur more often....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time seems to fly by,&lt;br /&gt;on wings of supersonic speed;&lt;br /&gt;as each day ends&lt;br /&gt;it seems that i acomplish less...&lt;br /&gt;this certainly shall be my undoing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thoughts fly by me...&lt;br /&gt;as i contemplate on&lt;br /&gt;my insignificant existance in this world..&lt;br /&gt;why? sometimes i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;do things turn out the way they do...&lt;br /&gt;to me it seems to be&lt;br /&gt;the more i expect out of life...&lt;br /&gt;the less i seem to receive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is simple, so they say&lt;br /&gt;it is us humans who make it complicated&lt;br /&gt;yet i have to question...&lt;br /&gt;how do we complicate life,&lt;br /&gt;when fate deals us uncomprehensible hands?&lt;br /&gt;the twists in our lives,&lt;br /&gt;who decides what should or shouldn't be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why??&lt;br /&gt;it is a question i ask,&lt;br /&gt;but no one seems to have the answers&lt;br /&gt;that i seek....&lt;br /&gt;enlighten me...&lt;br /&gt;i wish to know...&lt;br /&gt;are we merely puppets on a string??..&lt;br /&gt;or are we pawns in a game???&lt;br /&gt;or are we in control of our own desitiny??..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115331240178837074?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115331240178837074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115331240178837074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;today you are to embark&lt;br /&gt;on a new phase of your journey in life.....&lt;br /&gt;may God's blessings be upon you&lt;br /&gt;as you take each step...&lt;br /&gt;may the year ahead&lt;br /&gt;bring you much joy, hapiness and love&lt;br /&gt;to last a lifetime through&lt;br /&gt;but most of all...&lt;br /&gt;may u enjoy all that u do&lt;br /&gt;and succeed in all your undertakings....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless and Happy Birthday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115312574214948850?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115312574214948850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115312574214948850' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i am too timid,&lt;br /&gt;afraid that i might be rejected;&lt;br /&gt;i've been broken many times,&lt;br /&gt;i know the pain&lt;br /&gt;yet i can't keep myself from falling,&lt;br /&gt;falling for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know your heart belongs to another,&lt;br /&gt;but i still yearn to know,&lt;br /&gt;will i ever have the chance,&lt;br /&gt;chance to be more than ur friend;&lt;br /&gt;but once again i have to admit,&lt;br /&gt;i am crippled by my fear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am afraid&lt;br /&gt;if i let you know&lt;br /&gt;you will move away,&lt;br /&gt;at least in my silence&lt;br /&gt;i have you still as my friend;&lt;br /&gt;at least i know i still can laugh and joke with you,&lt;br /&gt;my love for you is like poison,&lt;br /&gt;but at the same time you are my cure....&lt;br /&gt;what can i do??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love is a many splendored thing,&lt;br /&gt;yet it is also the torment for the soul...&lt;br /&gt;i must confess,&lt;br /&gt;i am lost in the abyss of my feelings,&lt;br /&gt;i am stuck in a rut;&lt;br /&gt;for i am afraid to move forward,&lt;br /&gt;and yet, i am unable to reverse my steps,&lt;br /&gt;the game of  love is complicated indeed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am lost&lt;br /&gt;here in the reverie of my thoughts;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do....&lt;br /&gt;for i am so in love with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27870521-115271120046535897?l=eagleflies.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eagleflies.blogspot.com/feeds/115271120046535897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27870521&amp;postID=115271120046535897' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27870521/posts/default/115271120046535897'/><link 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