<?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-10872931</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:51:22.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you say i say. we all say?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-115600683956609672</id><published>2006-08-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:00:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing in particular</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JANUARY TALKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves&lt;br /&gt;to takes things at the center. Inner and physical&lt;br /&gt;beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry&lt;br /&gt;often. Treats friends importantly. Brave and&lt;br /&gt;fearless. Always making friends. Easily hurt but&lt;br /&gt;recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does&lt;br /&gt;not care to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND&lt;br /&gt;sexiest of them MFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEBRUARY SMARTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract.&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent and clever. Changing personality.&lt;br /&gt;Attractive. sexiest out of everyone.A real speed demon.&lt;br /&gt;Has more than one best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest&lt;br /&gt;and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves&lt;br /&gt;freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves&lt;br /&gt;aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Gets angry really easily but does not show it.&lt;br /&gt;Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends&lt;br /&gt;but rarely shows it. Horny. Daring and stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;Ambitious. Realizing dreams and hopes. Sharp.&lt;br /&gt;Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the&lt;br /&gt;inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous.&lt;br /&gt;Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARCH GORGEOUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop dead gorgeous!!!Attractive personality.Very! sexy.Affectionate &amp; Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic.Chatterbox! Loves to talk alot! Loves to get their way! . Unbkelievable kisser! Easily angered. Very stubborn in the most way possible! Loves to get noticed! Willing to take risks for others. Makes good choices. Has a great fashion sense! Maybe a little too popular with others * wink wink*. Outgoing and crazy at times! Intelligent. Can sometimes be a heartbreaker! Can love as much as possible! Hates insults. Loves compliments! Just one of the clumsiest people you will ever meet. A very big flirt! Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. The best in bed out of all these months!! Hardly shows emotions. Tends to bottle upfeelings. Observant and assesses others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APRIL JOKES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suave and compromising. Funny and humorous.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn. Very talkative. Calm and cool. Kind and&lt;br /&gt;sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal. Does&lt;br /&gt;work well with others. Very confident. Sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Positive Attitude. Thinking generous. Good&lt;br /&gt;memory. Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look&lt;br /&gt;for information. Able to cheer everyone up and/or&lt;br /&gt;make them laugh. Able to motivate oneself and&lt;br /&gt;others. Understanding. Fun to be around.&lt;br /&gt;Outgoing. Hyper. Bubbly personality. Secretive.&lt;br /&gt;Boy/girl crazy. Loves sports, music, leisure and&lt;br /&gt;travelling. Systematic. hot but has brains. If you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY ATTENTION&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and&lt;br /&gt;highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered.&lt;br /&gt;Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Needs no motivation. Shy towards opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to&lt;br /&gt;dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good&lt;br /&gt;imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves&lt;br /&gt;literature and the arts. Loves travelling. Dislike&lt;br /&gt;being at home. Restless. having many children.&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking. High spirited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUNE SECRETS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun to be with. Loves to try new things. Boy/girls LOVE you.&lt;br /&gt;You are very hott. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to&lt;br /&gt;be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed.&lt;br /&gt;Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily&lt;br /&gt;consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's&lt;br /&gt;feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable.&lt;br /&gt;Emotional temperamental and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly.&lt;br /&gt;spazzy at times. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets.&lt;br /&gt;dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things.&lt;br /&gt;Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;and forms impressions carefully. Caring and&lt;br /&gt;loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of&lt;br /&gt;sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people&lt;br /&gt;through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties&lt;br /&gt;in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods&lt;br /&gt;about the past and the old friends. Waits for&lt;br /&gt;friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive&lt;br /&gt;unless provoked. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;but takes long to recover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JULY FLIRT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got the best personality and are an&lt;br /&gt;absolute pleasure to be around. You love to make&lt;br /&gt;new friends and be outgoing. You are a great flirt&lt;br /&gt;and more than likely have an a very attractive&lt;br /&gt;partner. a wicked hottie. It is also more than likely&lt;br /&gt;that you have a massive record collection. You&lt;br /&gt;have a great choice in films, and may one day&lt;br /&gt;become a famous actor/actress yourself - heck,&lt;br /&gt;you've got the looks for it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AUGUST ATTITUDE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outgoing personality. takes risks. feeds on&lt;br /&gt;attention. no self control. kind hearted. self&lt;br /&gt;confident. loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful.&lt;br /&gt;easy to get along with and talk to. has an "every&lt;br /&gt;thing's peachy" attitude. likes talking and singing.&lt;br /&gt;loves music. daydreamer. easily distracted. Hates&lt;br /&gt;not being trusted. BIG imagination. loves to be&lt;br /&gt;loved. hates studying. in need of "that someone".&lt;br /&gt;longs for freedom. rebellious when withheld or&lt;br /&gt;restricted. lives by "no pain no gain" caring.&lt;br /&gt;always a suspect. playful. mysterious. "charming"&lt;br /&gt;or "beautiful" to everyone. stubborn. curious.&lt;br /&gt;independent. strong willed. a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEPTEMBER LOVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hella sexy, loves sex n makin luv, tends to be SOOOOO hott!!Active and dynamic. Decisive and haste but tends&lt;br /&gt;to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself.&lt;br /&gt;Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic.&lt;br /&gt;Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems.&lt;br /&gt;Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and&lt;br /&gt;caring. Suave and generous. Usually you have&lt;br /&gt;many friends. Enjoys to make love. Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn. Hasty. Good memory. Moving, motivates&lt;br /&gt;oneself and others. Loves to travel and explore.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes sexy in a way that only their lover can&lt;br /&gt;understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OCTOBER BABE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Loves&lt;br /&gt;to takes things at the centre. Great in bed.Inner&lt;br /&gt;and physical beauty. Doesn't pretend. Gets angry&lt;br /&gt;often. A meaningful love life partner. Makes right choices.&lt;br /&gt;Treats friends importantly. Brave and&lt;br /&gt;fearless. Always making friends. Does not harm others.&lt;br /&gt;It is all about love and fairness.Easily hurt but&lt;br /&gt;recovers easily. Daydreamer. Horny but does fullfill&lt;br /&gt;Opinionated. Does not care to control emotions.&lt;br /&gt;Know what to do to have fun. Unpredictable.Someone to have close to you.&lt;br /&gt;Extremely smart, but definitely the hottest AND&lt;br /&gt;sexiest of them MFE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOVEMBER HOTTIE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trustworthy and loyal. Very passionate and&lt;br /&gt;dangerous. Wild at times. Knows how to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy and mysterious. Everyone is drawn towards&lt;br /&gt;your inner and outer beauty and independent&lt;br /&gt;personality. Playful, but secretive. Very emotional&lt;br /&gt;and temperamental sometimes. Meets new people&lt;br /&gt;easily and very social in a group. Fearless and&lt;br /&gt;independent. Can hold their own. Stands out in a&lt;br /&gt;crowd. Essentially very smart. Usually, the&lt;br /&gt;greatest men are born in this month. If you ever&lt;br /&gt;begin a relationship with someone from this month,&lt;br /&gt;hold on to them because their one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECEMBER BEAUTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This straight-up means ur the most good-looking&lt;br /&gt;Loyal and generous. Patriotic. Competitive&lt;br /&gt;in everything. Active in games and interactions.&lt;br /&gt;Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in&lt;br /&gt;organizations. Fun to be with. Easy to talk to,&lt;br /&gt;though hard to understand. Thinks far with vision,&lt;br /&gt;yet complicated to know. Easily influenced by&lt;br /&gt;kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having lots of&lt;br /&gt;ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to&lt;br /&gt;delay. Choosy and always wants the best.&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to&lt;br /&gt;joke. Good debating skills. Has that someone&lt;br /&gt;always on his/her mind. Talkative. Daydreamer.&lt;br /&gt;Friendly. Knows how to make friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 51, 0);"&gt;this i find very true :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Men ARE not mind readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Learn to work the toilet seat.&lt;br /&gt;You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down.&lt;br /&gt;We need it up, you need it down.&lt;br /&gt;You don't hear us complaining about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sunday sports. It's like the full moon&lt;br /&gt;or the changing of the tides.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Shopping is NOT a sport.&lt;br /&gt;And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Ask for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Let us be clear on this one:&lt;br /&gt;Subtle hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Strong hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Obvious hints do not work!&lt;br /&gt;Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Yes and No are perfectly Acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Come to us with a problem only If you want help solving it. That's what we do.&lt;br /&gt;Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A headache that lasts for 17 months is a problem See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't Expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. If you think you're fat, you probably are.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. If something we said can be interpreted two ways and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. You can either ask us to do somethingOr tell us how you want it done.&lt;br /&gt;Not both.&lt;br /&gt;If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Whenever possible, Please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. ALL men see in only 16 colors, like Windows default settings.&lt;br /&gt;Peach, for example, is a fruit, not! A color. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If it itches, it will Be scratched.&lt;br /&gt;We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," We will act like nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, Expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear Is fine... Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as Hockey, the shotgun formation,&lt;br /&gt;or golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. You have enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. You have too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I am in shape. Round IS a shape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Thank you for reading this.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I know, I have to sleep on the couch tonight;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But did you know men really don't mind that? It's like camping.&lt;/p&gt;          &lt;p class="entry-footer"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sunrisenmoon.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog/2006/05/finally_tthe_gu.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-115600683956609672?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/115600683956609672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=115600683956609672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/115600683956609672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/115600683956609672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/08/nothing-in-particular.html' title='nothing in particular'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-115426849264640609</id><published>2006-07-30T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T07:08:12.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair For Hope</title><content type='html'>today the day before the 31st of July is a very very good day&lt;br /&gt;one which will remain with me for a long time to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, i'm bald and it's for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;it is a symbolistic event for the kids struck with cancer.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i finally got down to buying Ben Jelen and Low Millions cds!&lt;br /&gt;lastly, i watched the Lake House&lt;br /&gt;it's the best fantasty love story ever&lt;br /&gt;yet it's the worst piece of illogical and improbable crap ever produced.&lt;br /&gt;it depends on how you look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIR FOR HOPE&lt;br /&gt;god bless the kids&lt;br /&gt;like you have graciously blessed me&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;br /&gt;like you love me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben jelen - slow down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-115426849264640609?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/115426849264640609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=115426849264640609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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collide?"&lt;br /&gt;I ask and you smile.&lt;br /&gt;With my feet on the dash&lt;br /&gt;The world doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you feel embarrassed then i'll be your pride&lt;br /&gt;When you need directions then i'll be the guide&lt;br /&gt;For all time.&lt;br /&gt;For all time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really love this song and i'll sing to whoever i'm going to marry&lt;br /&gt;but anyway i'm just here to publicise my exuberance(sp?) of how well my lit went today&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be able to do well for it&lt;br /&gt;at least i hope so&lt;br /&gt;but basically what i was doing was thinking&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not sure if the organisation was proper enough.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well it's the first time that i've been able to write out so much logical stuff for lit!&lt;br /&gt;hahahha well i guess if your 16 going 17 it's about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a fine line between too much and too little&lt;br /&gt;but when is it that you become desperate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-115165713284854253?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/115165713284854253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=115165713284854253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/115165713284854253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/115165713284854253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/06/is-seat-next-to-you-taken.html' title='is the seat next to you taken?'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-115082689172970976</id><published>2006-06-20T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T11:09:05.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as requested by a certain someone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5403/859/1600/P1011448.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5403/859/320/P1011448.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww, ain't that sweet!&lt;br /&gt;(notice that i'm holding something in my right hand in both pictures. PRINGLES! hehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-115082689172970976?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/115082689172970976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=115082689172970976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/115082689172970976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/115082689172970976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/06/as-requested-by-certain-someone.html' title='as requested by a certain someone'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-115061904471480885</id><published>2006-06-18T01:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T13:05:39.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>England trip and Church camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5403/859/1600/P1011447.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5403/859/320/P1011447.3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the first statement to make would be that both experiences are to remember forever&lt;br /&gt;although i don't have any pictures from either&lt;br /&gt;ill just have to make do with what i have.&lt;br /&gt;haha i've only got a few pictures from the england trip.&lt;br /&gt;but im not going to put all so as to minimalise my soontobe misconceptualised social image of being&lt;br /&gt;a flirt.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, it's all in perspectives (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now, here's the problem. i dont know how to upload the picture such that it'll appear below this sentence. but oh well. the picture will now be on top. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the left is Munirah (the horny one), Geoffrey (the stoner) and Shisei (the pontiyanak) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway the whole trip lasted 12 days although we were in England for a measly 10 days. 2 days were spent for travelling to and fro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day : Lake District and Langdale YHA(i'm guessing it's Youth Hostel Association)&lt;br /&gt;although there were abit of technical errors and arriving late for dinner, everything went well for a start but only if you can disclude the long hike up to the YH. but the view was spectacular. it beats any peak in Singapore hands down. you see modernisation in the forms of houses, natural landscapes in terms of mountains and terrains and also nature in the form of SHEEPS and GOATS. haha i think that actually the coats of arms for England is wrong. it should show both the sheep and the goat instead of the lion and the other thing(heh i forgot). and that's the first day for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw the total flight took about 12-13 hours excluding transit stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahblahblah. i'm lazy to recall everything. i should have brought along a notepad with me :( oh well at least i have my pictures from there! i will update again later when i wake up from my long awaited air con and soft bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh basically let me just sum up the whole thing:&lt;br /&gt;i've seen different sides of people. some ugly and some well, some pretty.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew how much of a ride this trip was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;i think that you've grown up geof, i really do and i really hope so.&lt;br /&gt;the world (that i know) is an ugly place, England's the silver lining.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i'm actually considering using Livejournal, because well&lt;br /&gt;after this trip and recent going-ons i realised the importance of a journal/diary&lt;br /&gt;i guess the name says it all. livejournal and blogspot&lt;br /&gt;i guess writing a journal has more meaning over blogging anytime&lt;br /&gt;and well for that to happen i guess it's got to be private to a certain extent. so yeah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't help but feel this pain&lt;br /&gt;inside my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-115061904471480885?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114820715718120792</id><published>2006-05-21T02:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T03:25:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The DaVinci Code</title><content type='html'>i think it's about time i updated my blog.heh&lt;br /&gt;there really isn't much to blog about&lt;br /&gt;this is just a thought but&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i saw a hi-bye friend at topman wisma&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinking to myself&lt;br /&gt;do people actually talk behind my back?&lt;br /&gt;don't get me wrong&lt;br /&gt;im not trying to say that im perfect&lt;br /&gt;cos yeah no one is perfect&lt;br /&gt;and im no one therefore im perfect.&lt;br /&gt;okay not funny&lt;br /&gt;but yeah&lt;br /&gt;times really have changed.&lt;br /&gt;do people talk behind my back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;i watched the davinci code yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i think it was a really good FICTIONAL story.&lt;br /&gt;you know this is really funny&lt;br /&gt;because there's actually a movie along similar story lines&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure&lt;br /&gt;the one with Nicholas Cage&lt;br /&gt;it's like basically a treasure hunt on some bullshit&lt;br /&gt;that DOESN'T EXIST&lt;br /&gt;but of course in National Treasure it's so bullshit no one will believe it&lt;br /&gt;but yeah everyone believes the DaVinci Code because of what?&lt;br /&gt;it's a controversy over one of the biggest religions in the world&lt;br /&gt;and this bullshit is backed up by more bullshit on channels like discovery channel&lt;br /&gt;i mean the underlying fact is that it's bullshit and people on discovery channel&lt;br /&gt;and the Pope, church, your parents tell you that it's bullshit not because&lt;br /&gt;their afraid that you'll believe it&lt;br /&gt;but it's because it is bullshit&lt;br /&gt;and the thing which is really disappointing is that&lt;br /&gt;some catholics actually believe the bullshit&lt;br /&gt;and as i was walking out of the theatre yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i was looking around at my fellow patrons of this blasphemus movie&lt;br /&gt;i could only imagine what these non-christians were thinking&lt;br /&gt;how they could be condemning christianity there and then&lt;br /&gt;fickle minded as they are to believe the fiction of a movie&lt;br /&gt;and the blasted Dan Brown is getting money while making a cuckold of MY religion&lt;br /&gt;but my dad was telling me today that&lt;br /&gt;well yeah that may very well be the case.&lt;br /&gt;but ultimately it is their own decision and anyway&lt;br /&gt;it's as if they don't already condemn our faith and religion&lt;br /&gt;it just builds more foundation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;i thought that it was actually quite well balanced.&lt;br /&gt;in terms of the critism of our religion and the counter arguments to that&lt;br /&gt;but of course&lt;br /&gt;the analogy i give to this is when someone punches your balls and then says sorry&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;the damage has been done now i guess i be leaving&lt;br /&gt;that kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. haha&lt;br /&gt;and i also thought that the movie also had a separate meaning of&lt;br /&gt;Control and The Used(now you know where they got it from)&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is very evident in our society&lt;br /&gt;in the corporate world/among our friends (which i could go on to ask what is friends? but i shan't)&lt;br /&gt;again, i thought it was a very good FICTIONAL movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im flying off to England in 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;and i have a little phobia of flying&lt;br /&gt;so i hope to meet people who hold some significance in my life next week&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;there aren't many&lt;br /&gt;but i want to meet up with st gabriel's classmates at the very least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; You dont know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;Im weak&lt;br /&gt;Its true&lt;br /&gt;Im just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know u met me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114820715718120792?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114820715718120792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114820715718120792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114820715718120792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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a snapple&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to have a waffle ice cream&lt;br /&gt;but i was abit too stuffed and lazy to get it&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;after that i went to HMV to and proceeded to get two cds&lt;br /&gt;(i) Downtown Singapore&lt;br /&gt;(ii) Damien Rice&lt;br /&gt;WOO!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;im damn happy with both purchases&lt;br /&gt;and to top it off&lt;br /&gt;my dad paid for both&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHE&lt;br /&gt;and now i just finished my econs&lt;br /&gt;well not really finished&lt;br /&gt;but i think i accomplished abit of econs today&lt;br /&gt;i finally know what's PED and YED and abit of XED :l&lt;br /&gt;im such a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my last rugby match&lt;br /&gt;and also for the J2's&lt;br /&gt;i just cant get over the fact that they lost cos of me&lt;br /&gt;i think ill apologise to them tmr&lt;br /&gt;we'll see what happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114622741535605055</id><published>2006-04-28T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T05:30:15.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment overwhelms me</title><content type='html'>today was the last hope, OUR last hope&lt;br /&gt;i wasted it&lt;br /&gt;it's all my fault&lt;br /&gt;two penalties&lt;br /&gt;two tries&lt;br /&gt;one flop of a lift up one try&lt;br /&gt;i conceded two tries&lt;br /&gt;its all my fault we lost.&lt;br /&gt;i let down the j2's&lt;br /&gt;it was their last chance&lt;br /&gt;it was our last chance.&lt;br /&gt;what's the use of scars and reminders of the day&lt;br /&gt;if there's no result worth remembering&lt;br /&gt;very very disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114578153476643126</id><published>2006-04-23T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:38:54.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>canteen duties</title><content type='html'>i think i've been real gay with all the stupid emo posts&lt;br /&gt;so today should be a neutral one&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went for this play called&lt;br /&gt;Furthest North, Deepest South&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;its about how Chung Ho(sp?) actually found America&lt;br /&gt;not Chris Columbus i think&lt;br /&gt;damn i hope i didnt get my history from&lt;br /&gt;cos i dont even know where the sun rises and sets.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;i think its a very good play&lt;br /&gt;cos it shows us that sometimes when we try so hard&lt;br /&gt;to find the solution to our problems we look at everything around us&lt;br /&gt;blame and try to escape from anyone that comes to befriend us&lt;br /&gt;in order to get our freedom&lt;br /&gt;but actually in finding the "Furthest North, Deepest South"&lt;br /&gt;all we have to look for is in fact, a mirror&lt;br /&gt;yes all is our doing&lt;br /&gt;ourselves&lt;br /&gt;we just dont see it&lt;br /&gt;the eye sees all but itself&lt;br /&gt;very good play again about how low self esteem and confidence&lt;br /&gt;lets inferiority complex infect and destroy us.&lt;br /&gt;at the starting part, also shows how we are attached to&lt;br /&gt;the lives that we havent chose, but instead the lives that we've been&lt;br /&gt;forced to live.&lt;br /&gt;like how everything has been planned out for us just to follow&lt;br /&gt;very good play&lt;br /&gt;i liked it alot&lt;br /&gt;it even won the Life! Theatre Award or something&lt;br /&gt;i read it somewhere in the Life! paper yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had canteen duty.&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt exactly the most fun of things to do&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda enjoyed it&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to like the simple things in life more&lt;br /&gt;and more each day&lt;br /&gt;but im also closing up more and more each day&lt;br /&gt;this isnt going to be an emo entry again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ill end off by saying&lt;br /&gt;RUGBY ROCKS&lt;br /&gt;and im scared for tuesday :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114578153476643126?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114578153476643126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114578153476643126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114578153476643126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114578153476643126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/04/canteen-duties.html' title='canteen duties'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114563024107804615</id><published>2006-04-21T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T07:37:21.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hypocrisy pawns!</title><content type='html'>disappointed but trying to hold on&lt;br /&gt;whats the matter if nothing's going on&lt;br /&gt;there isnt much to be said other than&lt;br /&gt;im just damn disappointed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my first taste of an excellence rugby match&lt;br /&gt;although we got thoroughly thrashed, we all looked back at our mistakes&lt;br /&gt;we all know what to expect next when we play RJC next&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna get FUCKING SLAUGHTERED&lt;br /&gt;omigad.&lt;br /&gt;but yes&lt;br /&gt;rugby rocks! and im enjoying it more than ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish some people would grow some fucking common sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hATE  POSE-ERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114563024107804615?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114563024107804615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114563024107804615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114563024107804615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114563024107804615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/04/hypocrisy-pawns.html' title='Hypocrisy pawns!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114468188540245869</id><published>2006-04-10T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T08:11:25.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im just dying to tell you anything you wanna hear, cos that's just who i am this week</title><content type='html'>i like srjc&lt;br /&gt;i bought new soccer boots today for rugby&lt;br /&gt;ive got no regrets going to srjc&lt;br /&gt;haha sometimes i think if i had a choice where would i rather go&lt;br /&gt;cjc or srjc?&lt;br /&gt;i weighed the options and i figured srjc&lt;br /&gt;first of all cjc didnt give any subject talks and i would have&lt;br /&gt;done some stupid subject combination that i think would have suited me&lt;br /&gt;second, RUGBY! :)&lt;br /&gt;lastly, the people i know in srjc.&lt;br /&gt;their not all exactly the in crowd but neither am i.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's pretty cool to know your place in society and accept it&lt;br /&gt;to a certain extent. HMMMM.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. haha&lt;br /&gt;SRJC (srjc) SRJC (srjc)&lt;br /&gt;NORTH SOUTH EAST WEST&lt;br /&gt;SR&lt;br /&gt;SR&lt;br /&gt;IS THE BEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114468188540245869?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114468188540245869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114468188540245869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114468188540245869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114468188540245869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-just-dying-to-tell-you-anything-you.html' title='im just dying to tell you anything you wanna hear, cos that&apos;s just who i am this week'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114442301357903550</id><published>2006-04-07T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T08:16:53.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the butterfly effect</title><content type='html'>geoffrey.&lt;br /&gt;rugby.&lt;br /&gt;this cant go on much longer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114442301357903550?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114355497106278190</id><published>2006-03-28T06:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T06:09:31.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>im sorry for the person i became</title><content type='html'>school's been fine.&lt;br /&gt;but i really have got to get a move on.&lt;br /&gt;Gp assignment due this friday 8am&lt;br /&gt;PW pi due next friday.&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;and as for my cca.&lt;br /&gt;i think ive more or less made up my mind to join RUGBY! :D&lt;br /&gt;ive always liked the sport.&lt;br /&gt;ALL BLACKS!&lt;br /&gt;ugah ugah ugah!&lt;br /&gt;johnny wilkinson and the likes.&lt;br /&gt;im in the team more or less&lt;br /&gt;but actually everyone who joined rugby will more or less be in it too&lt;br /&gt;cos the team's looking for people to join.&lt;br /&gt;they've currently got a small squad.&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to the year of challenges ahead&lt;br /&gt;but then again whenever i say that i always end up not reaching my goals&lt;br /&gt;or just doing mediocrely.&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;for those who havent caught V for Vendetta.&lt;br /&gt;please do catch it. i want to watch it again so if you cant find anyone to watch with&lt;br /&gt;pls do give me a ring :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114355497106278190?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114355497106278190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114355497106278190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114355497106278190'/><link 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to go home right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I can taste is this moment&lt;br /&gt;And all I can breathe is your life&lt;br /&gt;And sooner or later it's over&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want to miss you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming&lt;br /&gt;Or the moment of truth in your lies&lt;br /&gt;When everything feels like the movies&lt;br /&gt;Yhea you bleed just to know you're alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want the world to see me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't think that they'd understand&lt;br /&gt;When everything's made to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know who I am &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes trying isnt good enough.&lt;br /&gt;you need two roads to get a more efficient&lt;br /&gt;transport system&lt;br /&gt;one way traffic isnt all that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's nothing in the world like Emily!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114294151866870897?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114294151866870897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114294151866870897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114294151866870897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114294151866870897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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too lazy to do anything&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;since im a J1&lt;br /&gt;i WILL make up my mind to get my pacs back.&lt;br /&gt;shed the flabs off my body once and for all&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of learning and studying again&lt;br /&gt;its not as bad as i thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess its only the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA MUG&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA BE A NERD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah this is to the CRAZY AMK GIRLS&lt;br /&gt;namely : LAN YANN AND ANNETTE&lt;br /&gt;they like followed me home today.&lt;br /&gt;only to be late for some meeting with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;SEE LA WASTE MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;TOKYO ROSE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;thanks fatty :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114231963090645409?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114214489253962769</id><published>2006-03-11T22:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:28:12.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRJC!</title><content type='html'>so tmr i officially start going for lessons and blahblah.&lt;br /&gt;im so sad orientation is over.&lt;br /&gt;it was damn fun la.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;i cant dance no more :(&lt;br /&gt;the dances were so fun.&lt;br /&gt;although i didnt dance with any hot people. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going stationery shopping soon&lt;br /&gt;SO IF ANYONE READS THIS AND WANTS TO COME WITH ME&lt;br /&gt;PLS DO MESSAGE ME.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114214489253962769?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114154057042484518</id><published>2006-03-04T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T22:36:36.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Web Of Love ( HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA!!)</title><content type='html'>last night i couldnt sleep. cos like im used to sleeping 3/4 everyday&lt;br /&gt;so i was just looking through my old stuff&lt;br /&gt;like neoprints, letters, gifts&lt;br /&gt;AND my school year book&lt;br /&gt;but ill keep that for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill skip the names in case of embarrassment on my part and whoever's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first was valentines day of my sec 2 year&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHHEHEHEHEHEH&lt;br /&gt;there was the black envelope and the red letter with the straw heart&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;i really only just realised how stupid i was/am&lt;br /&gt;there was only this like pillow thingy you got for me.&lt;br /&gt;with some cute guy in front with words saying "I LOVE YOU"&lt;br /&gt;the front with the picture was white and the back was blue.&lt;br /&gt;do you remember? ( hahahhaa)&lt;br /&gt;and how to forget the heart with the two wiggly arms.&lt;br /&gt;thanks bitch ( as said on the letter. IMMA E.T!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were random letters from friends.&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;how i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;basketball and all.&lt;br /&gt;which leads me to think&lt;br /&gt;where the hell are all my warm fuzziessssss. hmmm&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;there was this cute post card letter thingy.&lt;br /&gt;with geoffrey rush in front of it.&lt;br /&gt;geoffrey rush = pirates of the caribbean bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;so my friend cancelled the rush and said.&lt;br /&gt;to: Geoffrey&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was this drawing block.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;with black background&lt;br /&gt;my name in geoffrey&lt;br /&gt;and random splashes of paint all over.&lt;br /&gt;for my 15th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;this is where come what may will never apply.&lt;br /&gt;my previous entry was about me thinking&lt;br /&gt;so this is one of the things i usually think about.&lt;br /&gt;the what could/should/would/might have happened if blahblahblah&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything ding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was the friendship issue. (if you message me and ask questions again ill delete this part off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what went wrong cos you said this was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you fucked up my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;many apologies and everything else i already mentioned/said to you before&lt;br /&gt;patience is a virtue we all must learn to have.&lt;br /&gt;understanding is a goal we all need to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;both of us got neither and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;how can i miss this out?&lt;br /&gt;secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the first album i saw&lt;br /&gt;when i was in sec1&lt;br /&gt;2002&lt;br /&gt;hehehe&lt;br /&gt;fat chubby&lt;br /&gt;what else?&lt;br /&gt;it really was the most fun year in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;practically everyday playing soccer with my schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;having pe on 3 days every week&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who made it possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW&lt;br /&gt;2004&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHH!!! THE FUCKIN YEAR BOOK&lt;br /&gt;and miss radha says its a privilege.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah all you fuckers know what im talking about right&lt;br /&gt;The Web OF LOVE&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS I THINKING.&lt;br /&gt;OMIGADOMIGADOMIGAD&lt;br /&gt;yes 3e3/4e3 of late was the best&lt;br /&gt;and always will be&lt;br /&gt;i hope all of us will keep in contact with each other&lt;br /&gt;even though new friends will come in our new schools.&lt;br /&gt;at least try and save saturdays for pool la okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr a new chapter starts for me&lt;br /&gt;i figured i wanted to put an end to my last two years&lt;br /&gt;so i guess ill post it here as a kind of&lt;br /&gt;er.&lt;br /&gt;something la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all i love.&lt;br /&gt;have a great life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im turning into an emo kid :(!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114154057042484518?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114154057042484518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114154057042484518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114154057042484518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114154057042484518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/03/web-of-love-hahahahahahahhahha.html' title='Web Of Love ( HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA!!)'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114141487134607248</id><published>2006-03-03T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T11:41:11.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this sensation's overwhelming</title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;3rd march&lt;br /&gt;posting&lt;br /&gt;i didnt get into cjc :(&lt;br /&gt;i got posted to srjc&lt;br /&gt;shit la&lt;br /&gt;i like dont wanna go to srjc&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;honestly.&lt;br /&gt;im considering whether i should go to poly or not.&lt;br /&gt;i mean. i shouldnt be choosy and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;but srjc.&lt;br /&gt;SO CHEENA!!!&lt;br /&gt;aiyoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reality came so hard and so strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss cycling out at night for prata with the fatty(jason chua)&lt;br /&gt;by myself and Mike Gayle : My Legendary Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;with various other people also.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing ive done this holiday was grow very fat (flabs)&lt;br /&gt;and ive been thinking alot.&lt;br /&gt;ive been thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;i think strategically.&lt;br /&gt;but i cant say out anything thats on my mind to anyone&lt;br /&gt;partially cos i think people might not get my pov&lt;br /&gt;disagree with me (if you catch me on the wrong day ill be very very grouchy)&lt;br /&gt;mostly cos i dont feel like&lt;br /&gt;cos&lt;br /&gt;of reasons i wont say&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;today my dad became vulnerable again.&lt;br /&gt;like.&lt;br /&gt;he's my dad.&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt say anything to cheer him up&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but think.&lt;br /&gt;all this thinking about life with or without meaning&lt;br /&gt;has gone to waste.&lt;br /&gt;because maturity really does come with age (but more with experience)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, are you really there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goo Goo Dolls : Iris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OI JASON. DIAM LA!! NNB CCB)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114141487134607248?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114141487134607248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114141487134607248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114141487134607248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114141487134607248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-sensations-overwhelming.html' title='this sensation&apos;s overwhelming'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-114010468992917645</id><published>2006-02-16T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T07:44:49.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sugar how you get so fly?</title><content type='html'>14/02/2006 :)&lt;br /&gt;thank you J.H.*.* (i dont know your chinese name)&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;do i need to say anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that you are actually my first valentine&lt;br /&gt;you were the only one i gave presents to, wished and smiled at that day&lt;br /&gt;i bet your feeling special. RIGHT RIGHT?! (right!)&lt;br /&gt;okay good. anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im scared of posting.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do my address properly!&lt;br /&gt;A;IFBVSA;FBS;FF&lt;br /&gt;DFASODASB&lt;br /&gt;books are very friendly things.&lt;br /&gt;they are now my best friends (second only to computer pixels)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-114010468992917645?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/114010468992917645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=114010468992917645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/114010468992917645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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must watch it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember quite long ago i had this dream&lt;br /&gt;i collected my results and i got 13 points R5&lt;br /&gt;i dont know if dreams do come true.&lt;br /&gt;i really hope it does.&lt;br /&gt;36 hours. everything will be revealed.&lt;br /&gt;im either gonna win my mum's bet of 500&lt;br /&gt;or im going to be very very very very fucking sad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113942444795149834?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113942444795149834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113942444795149834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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appetizing.&lt;br /&gt;anyways today i promised myself id blog.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah here i am&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;today i tried to like "workout"&lt;br /&gt;i only managed 30 sit ups and 20 push ups before i went panting&lt;br /&gt;like the wuss that i now am&lt;br /&gt;i still remember last time i used to do 20 warm up push ups&lt;br /&gt;20 of the sort that uses more of chest muscles&lt;br /&gt;15 diamond&lt;br /&gt;something&lt;br /&gt;and 5-one minute push ups.&lt;br /&gt;and id be tired but not panting.&lt;br /&gt;now im like a damn dog. lol&lt;br /&gt;but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;i havent properly exercised for one year&lt;br /&gt;and i better get started soon.&lt;br /&gt;(first impression at school :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which leads me to my next topic&lt;br /&gt;O LEVEL RESULTS!&lt;br /&gt;well i cant say im all that excited about getting the results&lt;br /&gt;cos of that stupid moe letter&lt;br /&gt;but i know ill do relatively well&lt;br /&gt;at least im hoping.&lt;br /&gt;actually&lt;br /&gt;there are like a whole bunch of reasons that i can think of that&lt;br /&gt;can prove that ill screw up the whole exam and score&lt;br /&gt;mediocrely. again. as usual&lt;br /&gt;but i really do hope i can at least get into cjc.&lt;br /&gt;confidence doesnt matter if you dont have action and thus result.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that really applies to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which again leads me to my last topic for today.&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i have the mood for it&lt;br /&gt;but i talk as if i have the girl for it&lt;br /&gt;i gotta research on valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;cos really.&lt;br /&gt;what kinda guy has so much importance that a day has to be&lt;br /&gt;given in his name for all couples to.er.whatever for a day&lt;br /&gt;i mean he has to either be the biggest flirt ever.&lt;br /&gt;or just some rich idiot bloke who had the daughter of king whatever&lt;br /&gt;fall in love with him. then made her give him a day in his name&lt;br /&gt;so he can fulfil his sexual desires??????&lt;br /&gt;so anyway. i dont like valentine's day.&lt;br /&gt;cos its like practically every year its on a bloody weekday.&lt;br /&gt;now that im free with no problem with weekdays&lt;br /&gt;i cant really find anyone to go out with on a weekday.&lt;br /&gt;i sound like a desperate typing this.&lt;br /&gt;like some kinda desperate loser hoping some hot babe will read this&lt;br /&gt;and feel sorry for me and ask me out for valentines day.&lt;br /&gt;(PLS DO IF YOU ARE!)&lt;br /&gt;EHHEM. ehhem.&lt;br /&gt;hair ball&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;Fearless is the best movie by Jet Li ever.&lt;br /&gt;period (like the 7 day period for my hot valentine babe)&lt;br /&gt;EHHEM&lt;br /&gt;theres like fighting&lt;br /&gt;fighting&lt;br /&gt;more fighting&lt;br /&gt;the hot blind girl&lt;br /&gt;the tragic ending.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i love sad endings.&lt;br /&gt;i practically gave the movie away.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah just go malaysia and buy it.&lt;br /&gt;or something (for nothing. its a cheat in starcraft. which happens to be one of my favorite games.&lt;br /&gt;but actually my favorite was this game on M-DOS!!!!! called Zilliard. damn i forgot the name&lt;br /&gt;but anyway)&lt;br /&gt;it is a must must must watch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i do well for o level's :(&lt;br /&gt;for my parents sake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually ive never really heard the lyrics for this song&lt;br /&gt;but what the heck. i like the title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relient k : who i am hates who ive been&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113924731535811997?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113924731535811997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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no</title><content type='html'>HORROR OF HORRORS!!&lt;br /&gt;im beginning to think my pair of Levi's is abit tight for me&lt;br /&gt;and i think that .A really fucks your brain and your body&lt;br /&gt;i cant play pool for nuts&lt;br /&gt;i havent properly exercised for about close to a year&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time in about 5 years im feeling&lt;br /&gt;really sick (the fakes were to pon school LOL i feel so cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St.Gabriel's Secondary School is the worst and best school ever&lt;br /&gt;ST GAB'S BOLEHHHH&lt;br /&gt;ST GAB'S BOLEHHHH&lt;br /&gt;ST GAB'S BOLEHHHH&lt;br /&gt;ST GAB'S BOLEHHHH!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113835392857781054?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113835392857781054/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113785490349740646</id><published>2006-01-21T06:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T06:48:23.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my whole family is going deaf</title><content type='html'>im back from Malaysia with a capitol H&lt;br /&gt;with my superman action and whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping list  :  pair of  Levi's  shoes for RM220&lt;br /&gt;                                   two shirts from Body Glove&lt;br /&gt;                                  one normal tee and the other a polo (red polo for CNY!)   &lt;br /&gt;                                  two Obey shirts which cost 60RM! for both WOOOO&lt;br /&gt;                                  one pair of jeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. thats one item per day.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah haha other than that it was quite boring&lt;br /&gt;sad to say. but yeah i could never have fun with my parents&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyyyy Arsenal lost to Everton 0-1&lt;br /&gt;i cant get into msn for some stupid reason.&lt;br /&gt;i bet its the new com.&lt;br /&gt;stupid shit ass piece of crap. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to blog about so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;results out in about a month.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE FUN WHILE YOU CAN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113785490349740646?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113785490349740646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113785490349740646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113785490349740646'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;i mean give without expecting&lt;br /&gt;im fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;always been&lt;br /&gt;but im still a human being.&lt;br /&gt;theres a limit to everything&lt;br /&gt;and its really really sad for me to say that its going to stop soon.&lt;br /&gt;so soon.&lt;br /&gt;i really cant believe this.&lt;br /&gt;i never thought myself of being emo.&lt;br /&gt;but really i am starting to be.&lt;br /&gt;and it really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i hate fucking public blogs.&lt;br /&gt;but im too lazy to keep a daily diary.&lt;br /&gt;so i guess secrets will be kept to myself.&lt;br /&gt;whats new?&lt;br /&gt;people talk.&lt;br /&gt;they always do.&lt;br /&gt;always...&lt;br /&gt;and never (damn i love sin city)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113682340228502215?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113610144724560785</id><published>2005-12-31T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T23:44:07.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>so basically last night was the first drink i had in about quite long&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that i know what ishouldnot do when i drink&lt;br /&gt;helped me to pretty much stay sober&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;and there was bbq&lt;br /&gt;and they started early&lt;br /&gt;so basically after every downing of fermented whatever&lt;br /&gt;i went to the bbq pit to grab a something to eat.&lt;br /&gt;haah im actually still abit dazed now.&lt;br /&gt;but its good.&lt;br /&gt;heheheheheh&lt;br /&gt;so last night after the countdown&lt;br /&gt;shuan lim, yin wai and myself went to ang mo kio to play pool&lt;br /&gt;and MACHEKNEI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;they were bloody blasting techno like there was no blooody new year coming la&lt;br /&gt;and the fact that we were all high and fly and still able to win games&lt;br /&gt;(yin wai basically wasted his time, he lost by 7 balls :l)&lt;br /&gt;but still it was good. haha&lt;br /&gt;i won the last game of the night. so lets all hope that says something.&lt;br /&gt;anyway also watched X2 again.&lt;br /&gt;and i only just realised that storm is actually halle berry.&lt;br /&gt;haha but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;no school.&lt;br /&gt;what rocks&lt;br /&gt;no school.&lt;br /&gt;what sucks&lt;br /&gt;no school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i put down lyrics here so;&lt;br /&gt;Mae : Summertime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Summertime, summertime brought me back to thinking you were mine all those times.&lt;br /&gt;We laid it down and left it all behind, we were blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the summertime.&lt;br /&gt;We could ride, we could ride.&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand and watch the world go by.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh or cry, well we need to try, get off the line, time to fly.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on ahead and let it fade away.&lt;br /&gt;No looking back you know the past will stay.&lt;br /&gt;It's you and me, we could get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Jump in and go and we could drive for years.&lt;br /&gt;We could feel alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are, here we are,&lt;br /&gt;windows down we see a falling star.&lt;br /&gt;Stop the car.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for nothing but our beating hearts, going far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the summertime.&lt;br /&gt;So feel the air, feel the air,&lt;br /&gt;take the map and point to anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. Fingers through your hair,&lt;br /&gt;the sky I've seen is blue and green.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the summertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving away, leaving it all behind.&lt;br /&gt;Driving away, just driving away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113610144724560785?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113610144724560785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113610144724560785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113610144724560785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113610144724560785'/><link 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christmas mass.&lt;br /&gt;this year i got&lt;br /&gt;alfred&lt;br /&gt;clarity&lt;br /&gt;michelle ang&lt;br /&gt;miguel&lt;br /&gt;yeah i think thats all&lt;br /&gt;i got 4 presents this year in exchange for about 230-250 dollars&lt;br /&gt;worth of presents i bought for people.&lt;br /&gt;but then i owe an apology to clarity too&lt;br /&gt;cos i still owe you your present&lt;br /&gt;but anyway after that was miguel's gig.&lt;br /&gt;not bad i guess haha.&lt;br /&gt;ROOM FOR IMPROVEMENT BUT WHATTHEHECK&lt;br /&gt;anyways before that was paean and pearson(sp?)&lt;br /&gt;paean makes a good guitarist.&lt;br /&gt;so good in fact that he broke his first string if im not wrong&lt;br /&gt;haha after that i went to meet my "girlfriend"&lt;br /&gt;emphasize on the inverted commas but anyway&lt;br /&gt;NUDGENUDGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah after that went to alfred's place&lt;br /&gt;haha at first i thought it was going to be boring&lt;br /&gt;but good good GOOD JOB ALFRED&lt;br /&gt;but to be honest it was basically jonny boy doing all the shit&lt;br /&gt;i mean thats what a party must have&lt;br /&gt;the host&lt;br /&gt;the audience&lt;br /&gt;the clown/entertainer (if its a rocking party everything will be in abundance :D)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats christmas for me this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;that by a longshot, maybe&lt;br /&gt;jusy perhaps&lt;br /&gt;everything might be not all that worthwhile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113550904474377251?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113550904474377251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113550904474377251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;im gonna be oh so formal&lt;br /&gt;in fact im gonna be the TOP MAN&lt;br /&gt;(you'll get it on christmas morning if you see me)&lt;br /&gt;this holidays are pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;basically work sucks.&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it'll be worth it for the money&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;christmas shopping and cutting of hair in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY MERRY MERRRRYYYY CHRISTMAS TO&lt;br /&gt;ONE AND ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blink182 - all the small things (video)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113530923902785728?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113530923902785728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113530923902785728' title='0 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got homesick halfway&lt;br /&gt;man i really do hate travelling.&lt;br /&gt;anyways i got myself three tops and a pair of shoes&lt;br /&gt;all under/around S$100 :D&lt;br /&gt;i finally got a purple shirt (levi's) and my pair&lt;br /&gt;of converse hi cuts&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;ive got one shirt for christmas&lt;br /&gt;its supposed to look vintage but wtf la&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mae - tisbury lane&lt;br /&gt;yellowcard - gifts and curses&lt;br /&gt;blink 182 - story of a lonely guy/feeling this&lt;br /&gt;boxcar racer - there is&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113384335472492892?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113384335472492892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Silverstein : Discovering The Waterfront&lt;br /&gt;Fall Out Boy : Sugar, We're Going Down&lt;br /&gt;Number One Gun : There Is Hope&lt;br /&gt;Number One Gun : Life Is What You Make It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay theres more but im being rushed to play .A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copeland : No One Really Wins This Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw Prime rocks (modern ballet hehehe)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113345447417524982?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113345447417524982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113345447417524982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything.&lt;br /&gt;i can still pull the ring though&lt;br /&gt;but then again thats useless if you cant shoot/dribble/score&lt;br /&gt;anyway there was 4 of us&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even play a proper fast game of 2v2 la&lt;br /&gt;how freaking useless&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that went to play pool and came home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the highlight for the week is chalet tmr&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOO 4E3 BOLEH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so would i be out of line&lt;br /&gt;if i said&lt;br /&gt;i miss you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113309190412567641?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113309190412567641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113309189504563295</id><published>2005-11-27T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T03:44:58.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Constantly Thank God For Esteban</title><content type='html'>today i went to play basketball for the first time in about 7 months&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much lost freaking everything.&lt;br /&gt;i can still pull the ring though&lt;br /&gt;but then again thats useless if you cant shoot/dribble/score&lt;br /&gt;anyway there was 4 of us&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt even play a proper fast game of 2v2 la&lt;br /&gt;how freaking useless&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that went to play pool and came home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the highlight for the week is chalet tmr&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOHOOOO 4E3 BOLEH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so would i be out of line&lt;br /&gt;if i said&lt;br /&gt;i miss you?&lt;div 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Esteban'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113284958233253898</id><published>2005-11-24T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T08:26:22.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm</title><content type='html'>DO I REALLY WANT THIS?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113284958233253898?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113284958233253898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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dont like fucking gay whores.&lt;br /&gt;they spoil fucking everything&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought one was still okay&lt;br /&gt;now theres fucking two&lt;br /&gt;oh my fucking god&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is it with me and gay fucking people&lt;br /&gt;oh my fucking god!&lt;br /&gt;there goes my fucking dota overnight&lt;br /&gt;fucking gay whores spoil everything&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;br /&gt;THEY FUCKING GAY ASS WHORE SPOIL FUCKING EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;FUCK GAY WHORES&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ALL YOU GAYS OUT THERE&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH IM FINE WITH YOU&lt;br /&gt;STILL FUCK YOU&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ALL YOU FUCKING GAY WHORES&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU STRAIGHT TO FUCKING LUCIFER'S PALACE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113268497344300844?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113268490522904992</id><published>2005-11-22T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T10:41:45.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>er</title><content type='html'>i dont like fucking gay whores.&lt;br /&gt;they spoil fucking everything&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought one was still okay&lt;br /&gt;now theres fucking two&lt;br /&gt;oh my fucking god&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck is it with me and gay fucking people&lt;br /&gt;oh my fucking god!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113268490522904992?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113268490522904992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113268490522904992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113268490522904992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113268490522904992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/er.html' title='er'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113266906624504419</id><published>2005-11-22T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T06:17:46.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHE</title><content type='html'>this song is damn cute!&lt;br /&gt;gym class heroes : taxi driver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113266906624504419?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113266906624504419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113266906624504419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113266906624504419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113266906624504419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/hehe.html' title='HEHE'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113265778819167476</id><published>2005-11-22T03:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T03:25:20.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am freee</title><content type='html'>WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;fuck o levels&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;3/4 MONTHS!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ALL YOU SUCKERS GOING FOR FIRST 3 MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dredg : nuhgm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113265778819167476?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113213270141222890</id><published>2005-11-16T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:18:21.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think</title><content type='html'>what i want most at 16 years old and 11 days&lt;br /&gt;is independence.&lt;br /&gt;i want a house to myself&lt;br /&gt;i want it to have a bedroom joined to the living room and a toilet&lt;br /&gt;and lights and a computer&lt;br /&gt;my parents still treat me like a bloody kid&lt;br /&gt;and it is fucking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i know they mean well for me.&lt;br /&gt;obviously i know it&lt;br /&gt;i just need more independence&lt;br /&gt;everything's been their way.&lt;br /&gt;i cant even cook maggi mee for dinner&lt;br /&gt;WTF AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113213187997933011</id><published>2005-11-16T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T01:05:40.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIRD LAST DAY</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BREAK SOMETHING.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE FUCKING SMALL TREES.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA BREAK YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA KILL THOSE CAMBRIDGE PEOPLE WHO SET THE POA PAPER&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO FUCKING KILL YOU TORTURE YOU FUCKING TORMENT YOU&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113213187997933011?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113185719067054291</id><published>2005-11-12T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T20:48:58.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more week and two days</title><content type='html'>chinese b tmr&lt;br /&gt;i think chinese b is a fucking waste of time&lt;br /&gt;its so bloody easy&lt;br /&gt;everything is in mcq&lt;br /&gt;they should just put it together on the same day as the retake of chinese&lt;br /&gt;like get it over and done with la&lt;br /&gt;wtf! its really a bloody waste of time&lt;br /&gt;tmr i have to go school at 2 just to do it&lt;br /&gt;tuesday :amath paper 1&lt;br /&gt;wednesday : geog chinese b LC(................................) and poa paper 2&lt;br /&gt;thursday : amath paper 2 and poa paper 1&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TUESDAY : science mcq :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that pretty much means i must get an A1 for science.&lt;br /&gt;since i can pretty much score for both phy and chem papers&lt;br /&gt;the practical was okay.&lt;br /&gt;so i must score an A1 with the 5 days of preparation for mcq&lt;br /&gt;that also pretty much means 2 days at the most that i will prepare&lt;br /&gt;i figured whats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;im not homesick.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of home.&lt;br /&gt;ive pretty much been locked up here since june&lt;br /&gt;not because ive been studying&lt;br /&gt;because ive been growing fat and pretending that i am&lt;br /&gt;so i wont feel guilty for the o's&lt;br /&gt;guilty that i might let down my parents&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till after o's&lt;br /&gt;basketball+workingout+gettingbackmybody&lt;br /&gt;THEN HELLO SENTOSA :D (hi lydiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASHTON KUTCHER IS A JACKASS!!!&lt;br /&gt;i think i spelt his surname wrongly&lt;br /&gt;but he's still a jackass anyway.&lt;br /&gt;my brother is a jackass also.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt let me watch punk'd&lt;br /&gt;jackass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he just turned off the tv *insert stupid smirk*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113185719067054291?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113185719067054291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113185719067054291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113185719067054291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113185719067054291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-more-week-and-two-days.html' title='one more week and two days'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113159617793536934</id><published>2005-11-09T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T20:16:17.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>er. what the hell?</title><content type='html'>last night i had a dream&lt;br /&gt;hilary duff was in it&lt;br /&gt;we were in some kinda zen looking hotel&lt;br /&gt;like the doors everything we like&lt;br /&gt;opened with fingerprints and all&lt;br /&gt;i was there with some of my friends&lt;br /&gt;then i meet her halfway&lt;br /&gt;then we exchanged ROOM numbers&lt;br /&gt;then after that we were sitting on a  bench frenching&lt;br /&gt;and WTH LA it was like how real?! i like felt the saliva and all la!&lt;br /&gt;MACHEKNEH DAMN FREAKY KNOW&lt;br /&gt;so the whole dream was her and i.&lt;br /&gt;walking around/sitting down frenching or having sex alternately between both our rooms :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she tasted not bad actually&lt;br /&gt;oh no, i hope im not going to turn into a hilary duff fan.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113159617793536934?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113159617793536934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113159617793536934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113159617793536934'/><link rel='self' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5403/859/320/haha.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi cheryl since you were so nice to mention me in your blog&lt;br /&gt;i'd be even nicer and POST A PICTURE of you :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI CHERYL/TWINNIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113153835493683579?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113153835493683579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113153835493683579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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2'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113119153365621944</id><published>2005-11-05T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T03:52:13.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont act cute la!</title><content type='html'>okay since theres nobody online now i decided to post a short one&lt;br /&gt;my brother's girlfriend just called him.&lt;br /&gt;i think their going to watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;hehehheheheehhehe. he like talking all cute all.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna slap him.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEEHEHEE&lt;br /&gt;okie okie. hmm? ee no car*act cute voice*&lt;br /&gt;WHATS WRONG WITH YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;heheheehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destroy destroy destroy destroy destroy&lt;br /&gt;KKND&lt;br /&gt;KRUSH KILL AND DESTROY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113119153365621944?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113119153365621944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113119153365621944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113119153365621944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113119153365621944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/dont-act-cute-la_113119153365621944.html' title='dont act cute la!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113112054899201773</id><published>2005-11-04T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T17:46:56.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>0511</title><content type='html'>4 is a square root of 16&lt;br /&gt;PLAYING LAN BEFORE 6PM. HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;(after 22nd novemeber)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113112054899201773?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113112054899201773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113112054899201773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113112054899201773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113112054899201773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/0511.html' title='0511'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113089948050335063</id><published>2005-11-01T18:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:45:20.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired of lying, tired of fighting</title><content type='html'>Presumptuous accusations and unevident fallacies.&lt;br /&gt;feel sorry for the bad guy gone irealisemymistakes&lt;br /&gt;ignore the good guy gone sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cycle is starting again.&lt;br /&gt;why shouldnt i be surprised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113089948050335063?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113086324172961661</id><published>2005-11-01T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T08:41:11.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picturesque perfect song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boxcar Racer : I Feel So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was brave&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was stronger&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could feel no pain&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was young&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was shy&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was honest&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was you not I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused, again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was smart&lt;br /&gt;I wish I made cures for&lt;br /&gt;How people are&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had power&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could lead&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could change the world&lt;br /&gt;For you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused, again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused, again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so mad&lt;br /&gt;I feel so angry&lt;br /&gt;I feel so callous&lt;br /&gt;So lost, confused, again&lt;br /&gt;I feel so cheap&lt;br /&gt;So used, unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;br /&gt;Let's start over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113086324172961661?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113086324172961661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113086324172961661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113086324172961661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113086324172961661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/picturesque-perfect-song.html' title='picturesque perfect song'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113085139592299436</id><published>2005-11-01T05:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T05:23:15.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a world of fuck ups and downplaying</title><content type='html'>i just got home from studying then dinner with my parents&lt;br /&gt;studying today was good i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much got my concept of metals, organic chem and fuels sorted out&lt;br /&gt;i figured when im at home my com feeds my need to do something&lt;br /&gt;be it productive or unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;when im out of home with nothing to do and my books in front of me&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much feed off it.&lt;br /&gt;so i mean productive.&lt;br /&gt;i absorb pretty much everything.&lt;br /&gt;my dad was very emotional today at dinner&lt;br /&gt;haha he pretty much always is after mass.&lt;br /&gt;he sent me something very personal to him i guess.&lt;br /&gt;over sms.&lt;br /&gt;i replied your family loves you.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats pretty much the gist of it.&lt;br /&gt;your family loves you.&lt;br /&gt;why bother about the public?&lt;br /&gt;of course face counts.&lt;br /&gt;but does it count more than your family?&lt;br /&gt;if you go into jail because you robbed someone, raped a girl, killed someone.&lt;br /&gt;you'll just be like anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;but if you go in and say.&lt;br /&gt;I ABUSED MY PARENTS AND THE POLICE CAUGHT ME&lt;br /&gt;AND HERE I AM.&lt;br /&gt;you'll pretty much get whacked up by all the other jailmates no?&lt;br /&gt;my dad replied my sms saying its&lt;br /&gt;a very eloquent response&lt;br /&gt;coming from an adult.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats pretty much evident enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway o's are in 8 days. more like 7 and a half actually.&lt;br /&gt;im pretty much only prepared for emath.&lt;br /&gt;maybe amath and chem.&lt;br /&gt;so much more to do. so little time.&lt;br /&gt;i guess everything is in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a much much much lighter note.&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEEHHEEHHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEH&lt;br /&gt;i had an ultra LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG&lt;br /&gt;talk today with clarity and pretty much cleared stuff up.&lt;br /&gt;yay. talked about LOADS of things.&lt;br /&gt;hi clarity the vulgar *waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wronged and broken, my dear klementine&lt;br /&gt;when will you use your heart and see&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes and feel&lt;br /&gt;free your mind from your self induced prison?&lt;br /&gt;scrutiny and injustice you say?&lt;br /&gt;the world is against you, you say?&lt;br /&gt;free your mind from yourself&lt;br /&gt;use your heart to see&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes and feel, i say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113085139592299436?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113085139592299436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113085139592299436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113085139592299436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113085139592299436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/11/world-of-fuck-ups-and-downplaying.html' title='a world of fuck ups and downplaying'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113068148882155396</id><published>2005-10-30T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T06:11:28.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISCO INFERNO</title><content type='html'>YEAHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;the Arsenal match against tottenham was just a mofo thriller&lt;br /&gt;i only saw the first half of the Chelsea match&lt;br /&gt;but their desire to win is really admirable&lt;br /&gt;they really are a good team&lt;br /&gt;and Jose Mourinho is a good manager&lt;br /&gt;Claudio.R(dunnohowtospelllol) didnt produce as good results&lt;br /&gt;as Jose is producing now&lt;br /&gt;but i still hate fuckin Chelsea cos they have got too much many&lt;br /&gt;and pry players from clubs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;fucking&lt;br /&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;Manchester-gotohell-United&lt;br /&gt;got thrashed 4-1 by Borough&lt;br /&gt;well i read that off someone's blog and i didnt check the papers&lt;br /&gt;i am lazy&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry&lt;br /&gt;anyways Arsenal were pretty disappointing in the first half&lt;br /&gt;like they lacked the attitude&lt;br /&gt;seriously seriously lacked the attitude&lt;br /&gt;all the young players were on the field&lt;br /&gt;i think that was a stupid idea cos they lack experience in derby matches no?&lt;br /&gt;and what the hell was Wenger thinking placing Pires on the bench&lt;br /&gt;he and Ljungberg are bloody good flankers la&lt;br /&gt;although Henry wasnt fit i figured Wenger should have at least let him&lt;br /&gt;on for the last ten minutes&lt;br /&gt;also he should just bloody drop Bergkamp to the bench permanently la&lt;br /&gt;van fucking persie is so much bloody better&lt;br /&gt;the moment he came on he gave Tottenham so much problems defensively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van persie and Henry&lt;br /&gt;the power duo for Arsenal&lt;br /&gt;poor Sol&lt;br /&gt;he kept getting boo-ed by the Tottenham fans&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think he kinda lost his concentration also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess the man-of-the-match&lt;br /&gt;of the derby should have gone to Paul Robinson&lt;br /&gt;he took away Tottenham's chance of making history.&lt;br /&gt;what a nice birthday present for Pires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Robinson : the glorified cocker-up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113068148882155396?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113068148882155396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>senses fail?</title><content type='html'>okay so recently ive been pretty much in my own world&lt;br /&gt;which is kinda funky&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i have very little patience with people&lt;br /&gt;well. not very little. just less&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i dont it alot when people interrupt me&lt;br /&gt;even over the slightest of things&lt;br /&gt;like listening to my Zen :l&lt;br /&gt;which is the bad thing of being in my own world&lt;br /&gt;but i like it&lt;br /&gt;and im not usually like that unless i dont like the person&lt;br /&gt;and erm. i figured i cant write alot of stuff here.&lt;br /&gt;cause blog's are pretty much being read by the Govt now&lt;br /&gt;like. so much for being a free country&lt;br /&gt;oh no i might be sued for this&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;hi Mr Officialwhoever if your reading this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is boring&lt;br /&gt;i want to rant&lt;br /&gt;i cant&lt;br /&gt;ive got nobody to rant to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im weak&lt;br /&gt;i admit im weak&lt;br /&gt;we're all weak&lt;br /&gt;but i admit im weak&lt;br /&gt;look at them&lt;br /&gt;they act like their strong&lt;br /&gt;we're all weak&lt;br /&gt;but i admit im weak&lt;br /&gt;look at them they think their strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet james frey.&lt;br /&gt;i want to meet lily.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;Father bless us.&lt;br /&gt;we are all weak&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling very stoned.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that if a mosquito were to lay its eggs on me&lt;br /&gt;it would hatch into many many mosquitoes&lt;br /&gt;because i am very stagnant now&lt;br /&gt;i have no mood&lt;br /&gt;am in no mood&lt;br /&gt;i wanna eat my mood and spit it out and step on it&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be strong&lt;br /&gt;i need to study&lt;br /&gt;i must be strong&lt;br /&gt;but i am weak&lt;br /&gt;and i tell myself&lt;br /&gt;I AM STRONG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats what i thought to myself while i was in daily mass by myself today&lt;br /&gt;the wonders of being in your own world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out something about myself again&lt;br /&gt;namely yesterday while talking to HUIS&lt;br /&gt;yes? no? yes!&lt;br /&gt;heheehheheheehhehehehhehehhhe think pink fuck bunny layout on diaryland&lt;br /&gt;i bet you forgot that too.&lt;br /&gt;I ROCK&lt;br /&gt;i also remember.....&lt;br /&gt;okay i cant remember anything now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that by addtion reaction of hydrogen to alkene it becomes an alkane&lt;br /&gt;woooo i rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senses fail : bite to break skin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113050521610741836?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113050521610741836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113050521610741836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113050521610741836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113050521610741836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/10/senses-fail.html' title='senses fail?'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113042617114146540</id><published>2005-10-27T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T08:16:11.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my konstantine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I can't imagine all the people that you know&lt;br /&gt;And the places that you go&lt;br /&gt;When the lights are turned down low&lt;br /&gt;And I don't understand&lt;br /&gt;All the things you've seen&lt;br /&gt;But I'm slipping in between&lt;br /&gt;You and your big... dreams&lt;br /&gt;it's always you and my big dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you tell me&lt;br /&gt;That it's over&lt;br /&gt;But i can't stand here in a patch of four leaf clover&lt;br /&gt;And your restless&lt;br /&gt;And I'm naked&lt;br /&gt;You've got to get out&lt;br /&gt;You can't stand to see me shaking&lt;br /&gt;no, could you let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you don't want to be here in the future&lt;br /&gt;So you say&lt;br /&gt;the present's just a pleasant&lt;br /&gt;Interruption to the past&lt;br /&gt;And you don't want to look much closer&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're afraid to find out all the hope&lt;br /&gt;That you had sent into the sky by now had... crashed&lt;br /&gt;and it did because of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to find out that you're alone, no&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sleeping in your living room&lt;br /&gt;But we don't have much room&lt;br /&gt;To live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had dreams that i would learn to play guitar&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cross the country&lt;br /&gt;Become a rockstar&lt;br /&gt;And there was hope in me&lt;br /&gt;That I could take you there&lt;br /&gt;But dammit you're so young&lt;br /&gt;But I don't think I care&lt;br /&gt;and if I hurt you then i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;It's just this guilt has got the best of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we both know what its like to be alone, no&lt;br /&gt;And I'm dreaming in your living room&lt;br /&gt;But we don't have much room&lt;br /&gt;To live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Konstantine came walking down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't she look good&lt;br /&gt;Standing in her underwear?&lt;br /&gt;And i've been thinking, and i've thinking, no&lt;br /&gt;But she's been drinking&lt;br /&gt;And it doesn't get me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Konstantine came walking down the stairs&lt;br /&gt;And all that I could do&lt;br /&gt;Was touch her long blond hair&lt;br /&gt;And I was thinking, what I was thining ya know&lt;br /&gt;we've been drinking and it doesn't get me anywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because I can spell konfusion with a K&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to like it&lt;br /&gt;It's to dying in anothers arms&lt;br /&gt;and why i had to try it&lt;br /&gt;It's to jimmy eat world&lt;br /&gt;and those nights in my car&lt;br /&gt;But this time i'm alone, and i don't see those stars&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your star?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that what you said&lt;br /&gt;what you thought this song meant&lt;br /&gt;you thought this song meant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if this is what it takes&lt;br /&gt;just to lie in my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and live with what I did to you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things i put you through&lt;br /&gt;I always catch the clock it's 11:11&lt;br /&gt;And now you want to talk&lt;br /&gt;it's not hard to dream&lt;br /&gt;You'll always be my Konstantine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll never hurt you like I do&lt;br /&gt;No, They'll never hurt you like I do&lt;br /&gt;No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is to a girl who got into my head&lt;br /&gt;with all these pretty things she did&lt;br /&gt;Hey Baby, You know that you keep me up in bed&lt;br /&gt;It's to a girl who got into my head&lt;br /&gt;with all the fucked up things I did&lt;br /&gt;Hey maybe baby, you could keep me up in bed&lt;br /&gt;My Konstantine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spin around me like a dream&lt;br /&gt;We played out on this movie screen&lt;br /&gt;And I said,&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Did you know I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you bring me home&lt;br /&gt;And we'll go to sleep but this time not alone, no no,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll kiss me in your living room, oh&lt;br /&gt;And you see, no, that i've been missing in my Living room&lt;br /&gt;Cause this is what i miss, what i miss&lt;br /&gt;We don't have much room&lt;br /&gt;I said, does anybody need that room?&lt;br /&gt;Because we all need a little more room&lt;br /&gt;To live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Konstantine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its raining now&lt;br /&gt;i love it&lt;br /&gt;reminiscence&lt;br /&gt;im living it now&lt;br /&gt;my konstantine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113033808865613407</id><published>2005-10-26T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:48:08.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bite to break skin</title><content type='html'>some fucker is screaming away a few floors above from me&lt;br /&gt;he does it every night&lt;br /&gt;well almost and its fucking irritating&lt;br /&gt;i hate China(ese) people.&lt;br /&gt;well my com is finally fixed&lt;br /&gt;all credits to tommy the techie&lt;br /&gt;man! the dude is super hardworking&lt;br /&gt;he was at the damn thing for 4 and a half hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt eat dinner and i think he went off to do another job&lt;br /&gt;he has a family at home&lt;br /&gt;but the good thing is he has a PDA and a laptop&lt;br /&gt;like the recently brought into stores kind&lt;br /&gt;so i guess he's doing alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got shit loads of anti viruses now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take something and shove it up the guy's ass&lt;br /&gt;did i say that  A MILLION LITTLE PIECES BY JAMES FREY&lt;br /&gt;is a bloody good book?&lt;br /&gt;i love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me take this medicine&lt;br /&gt;To quench my love for violent things&lt;br /&gt;My swan song will&lt;br /&gt;Be like a bullet laced in anger&lt;br /&gt;As the razor cuts a soft spot&lt;br /&gt;On your heel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Each breath) is getting slower&lt;br /&gt;(This war) is getting harder&lt;br /&gt;To fight by myself&lt;br /&gt;(Sick waves) of bitter fashion,&lt;br /&gt;(Ripped down) the shield that I have&lt;br /&gt;Tears rain from above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see?&lt;br /&gt;The life I lead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So follow me into the sun,&lt;br /&gt;And I will bleed, the poisons dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These bayonet scars never cease&lt;br /&gt;To blind the light shed from the beast&lt;br /&gt;And all we do is hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eyes shot) from constant visions.&lt;br /&gt;(Angels) are rendered useless&lt;br /&gt;Good has lost it's heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see?&lt;br /&gt;The life I lead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So follow me into the sun,&lt;br /&gt;And I will bleed, the poisons dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For you!) &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite to break skin,&lt;br /&gt;Don't give the secret,&lt;br /&gt;My stoic face,&lt;br /&gt;Beaten with passion&lt;br /&gt;The phoenix will die&lt;br /&gt;Inside the fire storm&lt;br /&gt;I am the son&lt;br /&gt;So follow my footsteps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-113007043760060467</id><published>2005-10-23T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T07:38:34.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>discovering the waterfront</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="std_font"&gt; I will promise myself I won't care&lt;br /&gt;distracting myself from your stare&lt;br /&gt;and I've seen this mistake once before&lt;br /&gt;with your games I will never fall for&lt;br /&gt;I've hung up my guns&lt;br /&gt;I won't kill again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't forget you (I won't forget you)&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna let you win (I'm not gonna...)&lt;br /&gt;but I'm tired of lying&lt;br /&gt;tired of fighting you&lt;br /&gt;and it's not gonna change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ask for my heart&lt;br /&gt;you know that I'm down&lt;br /&gt;but not the way you lie to me,&lt;br /&gt;you tear it all apart and beg for me to say&lt;br /&gt;I sail off to sea (I sail off to sea),&lt;br /&gt;I'm not coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down&lt;br /&gt;Make that sounds&lt;br /&gt;And you know it makes no sense&lt;br /&gt;Counting down&lt;br /&gt;Till you mess around&lt;br /&gt;And I know you can't ever change&lt;br /&gt;When I'm trembling,&lt;br /&gt;Thrown overboard&lt;br /&gt;And I'm ready to relive the past&lt;br /&gt;Counting down&lt;br /&gt;Make that sounds&lt;br /&gt;Break the silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend it's not forever,&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull myself together&lt;br /&gt;I'll say that I'll forget her,&lt;br /&gt;I'll breathe.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll say she never hurt me,&lt;br /&gt;And look at it as learning,&lt;br /&gt;And laugh about the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;Because I won't live forever&lt;br /&gt;We don't belong together,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'll feel better,&lt;br /&gt;One day when I can make it through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-113007043760060467?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/113007043760060467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=113007043760060467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113007043760060467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/113007043760060467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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weeks to ss.&lt;br /&gt;i need to buck up so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incubus - i miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112990057967684731?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112990057967684731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112990057967684731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112990057967684731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112990057967684731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/10/fuck.html' title='fuck'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112979416600561548</id><published>2005-10-20T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T00:42:46.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>practically</title><content type='html'>today had phy/chem prac&lt;br /&gt;was okie im too erm. lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;it went okie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY CLASS&lt;br /&gt;i will miss  you guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112979416600561548?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112964033507851409</id><published>2005-10-18T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T05:58:55.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OH MAN!</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness&lt;br /&gt;my cat class people are so bloody hell sweet&lt;br /&gt;they just sent me a letter with affirmations and what not&lt;br /&gt;wah lao!&lt;br /&gt;EH&lt;br /&gt;WHICH ONE OF YOU READS MY BLOG AND HOW DID YOU&lt;br /&gt;BLOODY HELL GET IT&lt;br /&gt;I GET IT NOW&lt;br /&gt;NO WONDER AUNTY GINGER CALLED ME THE OTHER DAY&lt;br /&gt;I GET IT I GET IT&lt;br /&gt;MAN!&lt;br /&gt;so stressed. i still play diablo2 and watch mtv&lt;br /&gt;i only did one english paper so far&lt;br /&gt;and a few questions on emath.&lt;br /&gt;better get back.&lt;br /&gt;I CANT LET ANYONE DOWN&lt;br /&gt;ILL SCREW MYSELF WITH A KNIFE IF I DO&lt;br /&gt;i love you 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MAN!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112814408929945280</id><published>2005-09-30T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:21:29.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>okie so maybe the creative people were right&lt;br /&gt;anyways i can finally use my zen again!&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;i did so badly&lt;br /&gt;and im still sitting here and comtemplating whether im gonna play&lt;br /&gt;diablo2&lt;br /&gt;which i think you all know the answer already&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm&lt;br /&gt;i downloaded a shitload of songs yesterday&lt;br /&gt;i hope i dont get caught :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prize fight - goodnight kiss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112814408929945280?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112814408929945280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112814408929945280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112814408929945280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112814408929945280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/heh.html' 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30 maybe?&lt;br /&gt;with my science marks coming out like that&lt;br /&gt;anything is possible lol&lt;br /&gt;wah lao im so sad over my science la&lt;br /&gt;first time i fail know&lt;br /&gt;as in for like major papers la&lt;br /&gt;everyone fails classtest&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;so its emath A2&lt;br /&gt;poa A2&lt;br /&gt;Science D7&lt;br /&gt;Humans D7&lt;br /&gt;English C5&lt;br /&gt;Amath B4&lt;br /&gt;hmmm 27 for L1R5 okie better than 30 for last year&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;that wasnt cos im happy&lt;br /&gt;it was meant to be sarcastic&lt;br /&gt;this sucks&lt;br /&gt;seriously&lt;br /&gt;oh well&lt;br /&gt;and my zen micro is retarded. it could charge&lt;br /&gt;yesterday&lt;br /&gt;now it cant again&lt;br /&gt;the stupid creative people say its the charger&lt;br /&gt;ITS THE FREAKING BATTERY MOFOS&lt;br /&gt;they cheated my mum&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still aiming for 6 points. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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*i dont believe this.*&lt;br /&gt;emath overall 75/100&lt;br /&gt;poa overall 75/100&lt;br /&gt;science *oh man* physics 40/60&lt;br /&gt;chem 35/50&lt;br /&gt;ss 30/50&lt;br /&gt;geog HAHAHAHAHA/50&lt;br /&gt;english *i hope for the first time ever to get an a for english :l*&lt;br /&gt;70/100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well not too bad for just the day before studying.&lt;br /&gt;but amath really makes me wanna eat my heart with pencil&lt;br /&gt;like paper 2&lt;br /&gt;i could have actually gotten 56/80&lt;br /&gt;but cos of one stupid mistake&lt;br /&gt;and the second for me to take so long to think&lt;br /&gt;about what happens when f(x) and f^-1(x) intersect&lt;br /&gt;they CUT AT y=x&lt;br /&gt;what the hell la why i so stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;grrr 7 marks  gone like that&lt;br /&gt;then kinematics. i integrate until so nice.&lt;br /&gt;then i prove that c=0&lt;br /&gt;then i copied the stupid equation wrongly&lt;br /&gt;supposed to be t^3/3-4t^2+15t&lt;br /&gt;i put t^3/3- T^2+15t&lt;br /&gt;wah lao!!!!&lt;br /&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz LA!&lt;br /&gt;piece of shit i lost 15marks cos of that&lt;br /&gt;but with prudence all.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah!&lt;br /&gt;so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i should be getting a for all my math. i hope my poa turns out fine&lt;br /&gt;i think it should be okie la.&lt;br /&gt;im just keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;o level CHINESE B ORAL ON MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr dota. saturday dota. sunday DOTA&lt;br /&gt;STEAM AR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112739014610376091?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112739014610376091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>just came home from school&lt;br /&gt;heard this on the radio&lt;br /&gt;dfklbjhsdli spare tire.&lt;br /&gt;will you ignite my fire?&lt;br /&gt;come back to me my camelot&lt;br /&gt;i like you alot&lt;br /&gt;it was on some malaysian channel&lt;br /&gt;damn spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;singapore should be more creative&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112710284769645338?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112710284769645338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112710284769645338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112710284769645338'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this picture of jennifer garner&lt;br /&gt;on yahoo home page&lt;br /&gt;so retarded! i saved it and uploaded it into friendster&lt;br /&gt;she's not really that good looking anyway&lt;br /&gt;and the picture was like one of those where&lt;br /&gt;hate fans mess up the picture with whatever program&lt;br /&gt;actually she only looked good in elektra.&lt;br /&gt;tight leather. ooooo yeah!&lt;br /&gt;her cheek bones are too high&lt;br /&gt;her lips are fat cos she pouts and tries to act as if&lt;br /&gt;their actually naturally&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slept 4 hours in the afternoon today&lt;br /&gt;thats so boring&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait till like after o's&lt;br /&gt;christmas&lt;br /&gt;work&lt;br /&gt;shop&lt;br /&gt;get laid&lt;br /&gt;host my own porn page&lt;br /&gt;buy the whole playboy mansion&lt;br /&gt;turn my whole damn condo into playboy condo&lt;br /&gt;PLAYBOY PARK! WOOHOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck la i cant sleep :l ive got emath paper 2 tmr.&lt;br /&gt;and amath and poa paper 2 on tuesday&lt;br /&gt;how i wish this prelims was the o's&lt;br /&gt;yet again i dun want it to be the o's&lt;br /&gt;ive been so slack im scaring myself&lt;br /&gt;i want to go into next year excited for my results&lt;br /&gt;i want to go into school next year and my teachers beam at me&lt;br /&gt;i want to go into playboy mansion&lt;br /&gt;i want to go into fits and smile sadistically&lt;br /&gt;i want to go into space and be the first man to have his&lt;br /&gt;voice recorded in space&lt;br /&gt;i want to go into the sun to have a barbeque&lt;br /&gt;i want to score 6 points for my o's&lt;br /&gt;thats my new target.&lt;br /&gt;when september ends and october comes.&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure that happens.&lt;br /&gt;watch me&lt;br /&gt;FUCK EDUCATION&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T NEED TO KNOW ABOUT THE MOMENT OF MY BUTT TO MY OFFICE CHAIR&lt;br /&gt;WHILE IM AT WORK&lt;br /&gt;OR COFFEE'S EMPIRICAL FORMULA WHILE IM STIRRING IT WITH HOT H2O.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm actually it'd be pretty cool to go&lt;br /&gt;i know the moment of your butt to your office chair!&lt;br /&gt;and tell this hot slutty secretary you wanna lay the smack down on&lt;br /&gt;coffee's empirical formula and watch her go&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i dunno. you wanna lay me?&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;what am i talking about.&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;i'm talking about why i don't get education&lt;br /&gt;what a psycho guy i am&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im like totally addicted to&lt;br /&gt;switchfoot:stars&lt;br /&gt;its been in my com since forever&lt;br /&gt;but ive only been listening to it when it came out on mtv&lt;br /&gt;popularity really does make salt taste sour&lt;br /&gt;okie that had no relation and it doesnt make sense&lt;br /&gt;cos&lt;br /&gt;i could have said&lt;br /&gt;popularity really does make salt taste sweet&lt;br /&gt;but then again. i suppose there's abit of meaning in everything&lt;br /&gt;like when a lightbulb says screw you.&lt;br /&gt;its just trying to say can you tighten yourself? your dropping&lt;br /&gt;then again&lt;br /&gt;what i just said has no meaning again&lt;br /&gt;but then again&lt;br /&gt;everything is supposed to have meaning&lt;br /&gt;wheres the meaning in "allah!" then proceeds to kamikaze yourself&lt;br /&gt;oh i know. cos of the exclamation of allah! your doing it for allah&lt;br /&gt;if you just kamikaze yourself&lt;br /&gt;you'd just be labelled as.&lt;br /&gt;"guy the professionals didnt help, what's wrong with the efficiency of our country?"&lt;br /&gt;i bet thats how social studies, propaganda bullshit&lt;br /&gt;came about&lt;br /&gt;humph!&lt;br /&gt;i wish i took history&lt;br /&gt;geog is so full so shit&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;im still bored.&lt;br /&gt;i can keep this going for pretty long&lt;br /&gt;i miss sec 1 and playing basketball/soccer everyday&lt;br /&gt;WHEN I LOOK AT THE STARS I SEE SOMEONE ELSE&lt;br /&gt;oh man i cant wait to see my english compo mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about english. my english teacher's husband past away&lt;br /&gt;have you ever felt sad all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;but the sadness you feel isnt yours?&lt;br /&gt;but someone elses?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sad for her. she's such a nice woman&lt;br /&gt;i bet she's 38. 40 tops&lt;br /&gt;her husband died  so young&lt;br /&gt;i dunno how he died but he did&lt;br /&gt;isnt that the underlying fact&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays with morrie there.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish my class can get all our acts together&lt;br /&gt;and show miss radha our support for her and do well for our o's&lt;br /&gt;can we?&lt;br /&gt;lets do a petition and an oath to her&lt;br /&gt;and actual do it this time (haha)&lt;br /&gt;can can? sign my guestbook if you agree&lt;br /&gt;and actually read till here&lt;br /&gt;wah lan if her husband didnt die ill smack eugene man.&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad always writes one of his oh so&lt;br /&gt;philosophical everyday bullshit&lt;br /&gt;"today is the tomorrow you spoke of yesterday"&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but think if my dad was young girls would&lt;br /&gt;actually go after him&lt;br /&gt;yikes that's psycho&lt;br /&gt;i'd have to fight with my dad over girls&lt;br /&gt;thats just retarded&lt;br /&gt;haha cos obviously i'd win&lt;br /&gt;maybe we'd have a contest of who gets laid more at the playboy mansion&lt;br /&gt;ouch. poor dick muscles&lt;br /&gt;thats alot of work to do&lt;br /&gt;shit whats wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;oh well once in a blue moon.&lt;br /&gt;lets continue&lt;br /&gt;i like kanye west.&lt;br /&gt;i think he's probably the only black rapper i like&lt;br /&gt;other then songs and stuff&lt;br /&gt;i mean everything about them is bling and&lt;br /&gt;muscles and girls&lt;br /&gt;quite boring la&lt;br /&gt;girls girls girls.&lt;br /&gt;so boring&lt;br /&gt;anyways. hey does this thing have a limit? lets try and find out&lt;br /&gt;kanye west actually has style for a black&lt;br /&gt;like whatshisface er. jamie foxx&lt;br /&gt;yeah thats right&lt;br /&gt;those two did a massively impressive performance at the vma's&lt;br /&gt;like not just girls dancing around and shit&lt;br /&gt;their entrance was nice&lt;br /&gt;their outfits were rad&lt;br /&gt;just nice. not what homie here there everywhere&lt;br /&gt;black videos are basically girls, money, cars and their&lt;br /&gt;rapper friends&lt;br /&gt;no wait&lt;br /&gt;black videos are black not yet. YOU GET IT AHHHHHH!! not funny&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways kanye west actually cares about the poor and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;diamonds from sierra leone(sp?) and jesus walks&lt;br /&gt;damn rad la.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh i love the song all falls down&lt;br /&gt;KANYE WEST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday in church i got freaked out cos&lt;br /&gt;(gf)^-1(x) = -1&lt;br /&gt;issit equals to&lt;br /&gt;x = gf(-1)&lt;br /&gt;or since (gf)^-1 = f^-1g^-1 therefore&lt;br /&gt;x = fg(-1)&lt;br /&gt;shit man i hope im correct.&lt;br /&gt;i put down the first one. shit&lt;br /&gt;no worries. i promise myself 6 points for o's&lt;br /&gt;oh man i love alexisonfire : happiness by the kilowatt&lt;br /&gt;super style man the drums&lt;br /&gt;i never knew there was actually a score sheet for drums too&lt;br /&gt;until my dad told me 3 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;so i knew since 3 months ago&lt;br /&gt;so i should rephrase and say&lt;br /&gt;i never knew till 3 months ago&lt;br /&gt;man the drums are damn style boy!&lt;br /&gt;how do you put music into your blog?&lt;br /&gt;i wanna put this song! :'(&lt;br /&gt;i have half a mind to stay up until 0130 and watch&lt;br /&gt;whose line is it anyway?&lt;br /&gt;i think it's only on weekdays&lt;br /&gt;shit i go check.&lt;br /&gt;funky!! THERES FRIENDS NOW BYE MOFOS&lt;br /&gt;and fofos&lt;br /&gt;so spastic boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look at the stars i feel like myself :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112706100263240244?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112706100263240244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112706100263240244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112706100263240244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112706100263240244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/embarrassing.html' title='embarrassing'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112661725658848058</id><published>2005-09-13T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T06:14:16.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fine maybe old people does have some use</title><content type='html'>yay had social studies test today &lt;br /&gt; i have no idea what chapter the SBQ was on but i still managed to do it. &lt;br /&gt; im not sure whether i answered properly though &lt;br /&gt; hmmm anyways i managed to complete the paper with answers that made sense &lt;br /&gt; and ironic to my previous entry &lt;br /&gt; for SEQ i did the question on the topic of ageing population &lt;br /&gt; haha. and i realised something &lt;br /&gt; ive been spelling ageing as aging &lt;br /&gt; cos in primary school i was thought that all words that ends with "e" &lt;br /&gt; would be changed to ing heh &lt;br /&gt; oh well. i hope i'd be able to pass this ss with and a or b &lt;br /&gt; i really need it man &lt;br /&gt; oh well. &lt;br /&gt; emath was pretty much a breeze &lt;br /&gt; i think kkw is pretty much only good for &lt;br /&gt; helping us get prepared for o levels in a way &lt;br /&gt; but to be prepared for the long wait of getting back our results &lt;br /&gt; lol so lame &lt;br /&gt; but its kinda true what! &lt;br /&gt; past year prelim never mark. say havent finish when didnt even start &lt;br /&gt; mofo. fofo &lt;br /&gt; all the questions also so easy &lt;br /&gt; but still im gonna lose 20 marks at the max :l &lt;br /&gt; that's still an a, anyway :D &lt;br /&gt; chem &amp;amp; phys prac tmr. &lt;br /&gt; wtf man! im like the first shift &lt;br /&gt; and after that i have to be locked up in some room so as not reveal the question for practical :l &lt;br /&gt; i end at 930 i think &lt;br /&gt; and i'd only be released at like wtf, 12?! &lt;br /&gt; oh well amath and chem on thursday &lt;br /&gt; i hope it'll be time well spent &lt;br /&gt; haha HAVE FUN! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112661725658848058?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112661725658848058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112661725658848058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112661725658848058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112661725658848058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/fine-maybe-old-people-does-have-some.html' title='fine maybe old people does have some use'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112617888608650123</id><published>2005-09-08T04:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T04:28:06.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>social studies and helping the elderly is full of bull</title><content type='html'>i really really dun appreciate old people sometimes. &lt;br /&gt; ie today &lt;br /&gt; like my friend muthu's dad wanted to fix two fans that were broken &lt;br /&gt; i mean fine he fixed it &lt;br /&gt; but wtf he had to call his dad la &lt;br /&gt; like must ask whether he sent anyone to take it la &lt;br /&gt; whether he could give it to my friend la &lt;br /&gt; so retarded like which idiot walks into a worn out &lt;br /&gt; crap looking shop and says &lt;br /&gt; i want this and that mitsubishi fan &lt;br /&gt; how spastic la. like just GIVE IT TO HIM ALREADY! &lt;br /&gt; and then that lead me to coming home late &lt;br /&gt; like what 330 &lt;br /&gt; and okie fine so like i didnt tell my mum where i was going &lt;br /&gt; like if she was in her work place she'd care where i was &lt;br /&gt; then she saw that i failed my geog &lt;br /&gt; like okie so?  everyone fails &lt;br /&gt; and like she doesnt know i scored highest for one of my class tests for amath, chem and &lt;br /&gt; im supposedly one of the consistent ones for ss &lt;br /&gt; LIKE SCREW YOU MAN YOU DUN FIND OUT DUN SHOOOT YOUR MOUTH &lt;br /&gt; fine la my fault again &lt;br /&gt; notice how its always the younger people who say sorry or its their inconvenience &lt;br /&gt; wah lao so unfair la &lt;br /&gt; and there goes people saying the world is unfair &lt;br /&gt; eh originally pls. so cliche. &lt;br /&gt; more about old people. &lt;br /&gt; today i had to go back to school to get last year's &lt;br /&gt; prelim emath paper 1 &lt;br /&gt; i went back and the teacher was like &lt;br /&gt; sorry ar ive been too busy so i havent FINISHED marking your papers &lt;br /&gt; HE DIDNT EVEN START MARKING! &lt;br /&gt; he took 3 weeks to mark our class test &lt;br /&gt; like two sided paper type of test &lt;br /&gt; OH MY GOODNESS &lt;br /&gt; quote cut me some slack unquote &lt;br /&gt; LIKE FUCK OFF LA! &lt;br /&gt; cut me some slack. UH! *bitchy waves hands like an idiot doing a chicken dance* &lt;br /&gt; shut up la kzsbvrilubsevb &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112617888608650123?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112617888608650123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112617888608650123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112617888608650123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112617888608650123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/social-studies-and-helping-elderly-is.html' title='social studies and helping the elderly is full of bull'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112566359096331919</id><published>2005-09-02T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T05:19:50.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fahrenheit 9/11</title><content type='html'>michael moore rocks!&lt;br /&gt;man so amazing la how he got all the documents&lt;br /&gt;like seriously bang GWB&lt;br /&gt;like there was this document where bush blacked off&lt;br /&gt;alot of names and other significant stuff&lt;br /&gt;and michael moore had the original copy.&lt;br /&gt;like what the fuck?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english prelims today, i hope i can get an a.&lt;br /&gt;b3 at least&lt;br /&gt;compo question was "life"&lt;br /&gt;like woohooo!! so easy to write, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the september holidays are here.&lt;br /&gt;soon it'll  be october and then november&lt;br /&gt;yikes man like im so totally not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;i looked through last year's prelims for amath&lt;br /&gt;i could like do everything mentally as in the steps&lt;br /&gt;but, all the past year papers which my school gives my class&lt;br /&gt;like all so easy. then when the real thing actually comes we're all like&lt;br /&gt;SHIT HOW TO DO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. my siemens just hanged. SCREW TECHNOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;actually maybe not. dota rocks my socks.&lt;br /&gt;then again its probably why im not prepared.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least im good in something&lt;br /&gt;-AR LA HOST! NOOB&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112566359096331919?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112566359096331919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112566359096331919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112566359096331919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112566359096331919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/fahrenheit-911.html' title='fahrenheit 9/11'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112557860953811014</id><published>2005-09-01T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T05:43:29.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>George W. Bush</title><content type='html'>i watched disc 1 of Farenheit 9/11 today &lt;br /&gt; really very enlightning and it brings a "hmmm" to whether the fella is suitable to even run for election &lt;br /&gt; let alone be an American &lt;br /&gt; but anyways. really enlightning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna blog this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose Line Is It Anyway; scenes from a hat&lt;br /&gt;worst senario to use the "ini mine mini mo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guest of WLIT goes "mini mo" to Ryan and the bald old man&lt;br /&gt;"Congratulations Mr Bush!! Your the new president of United States!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE CROWD GOES BERSERK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112557860953811014?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112557860953811014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112557860953811014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112557860953811014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112557860953811014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/george-w-bush.html' title='George W. Bush'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112556393771207500</id><published>2005-09-01T01:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T01:39:30.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>aces day</title><content type='html'>oh man wednesday was so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;just football and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;super boring and a damn waste of time&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing was&lt;br /&gt;marcel lee&lt;br /&gt;our new principal whom we all love to hate&lt;br /&gt;i remember last time he said something about being a soccer player; striker&lt;br /&gt;okie fine&lt;br /&gt;so he played yesterday i suppose okie for an old man&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHHAHAH HE WAS LIKE RUNNING ONE TIME, AND HE TRIPPED OVER THE BALL OR SOMETHING OR RAN TOO FAST&lt;br /&gt;AND LOST HIS BALANCE AND FELL&lt;br /&gt;SO COCKSTAR! AHHHH HAAHHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE WHOLE SCHOOL WAS LIKE ERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRWQORGIPAWGVCPWIOBUCUIBGEFEBOBEC, SCREAMING AND LAUGHING&lt;br /&gt;SO LOSER COME AND PLAY THEN MAKE A FOOL OF HIMSELVE&lt;br /&gt;though the soccer matches were pretty boring, there was one shot that really made the others look stupid&lt;br /&gt;*as if they weren't stupid enough*&lt;br /&gt;okie so it was this 5N guy&lt;br /&gt;he kicked the ball from midfield&lt;br /&gt;machiam David Beckham&lt;br /&gt;then the keeper (PE teacher) jumped but couldnt reach and the ball hit the post&lt;br /&gt;OH MY SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;so the teachers won again&lt;br /&gt;all 4 years since ive been in school. lol&lt;br /&gt;probably stretching back into last time&lt;br /&gt;heh so gay la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims and inevitability so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sum41: Noots&lt;br /&gt;no apologies, i never thought you'd be so easily deceived&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112556393771207500?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112556393771207500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112556393771207500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112556393771207500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112556393771207500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/09/aces-day.html' title='aces day'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112532868491582610</id><published>2005-08-29T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T08:18:04.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Times Like These</title><content type='html'>I am a one way motorway&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one that drives away&lt;br /&gt;then follows you back home&lt;br /&gt;I am a street light shining&lt;br /&gt;I'm a wild light blinding bright burning off alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these you learn to live again&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these you give and give again&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these you learn to love again&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a new day rising&lt;br /&gt;I'm a brand new sky&lt;br /&gt;to hang the stars upon tonight&lt;br /&gt;I am a little divided&lt;br /&gt;do I stay or run away&lt;br /&gt;and leave it all behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these you learn to live again&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these you give and give again&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these you learn to love again&lt;br /&gt;it's times like these time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so brilliant&lt;br /&gt;so simple&lt;br /&gt;so meaningful&lt;br /&gt;with hurricane Katrina and what, lets go hand in hand together.&lt;br /&gt;terrorism and mother nature, force to be reckon with.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, lets all take some time to think.&lt;br /&gt;what have you done with your life?&lt;br /&gt;what have you done for anyone other then yourself?&lt;br /&gt;your new bag, phone, first (cant obviously be last) exhilarating loss of virginity and feeling of greatness and cool.&lt;br /&gt;lets bring a new defination to emo&lt;br /&gt;generation X, generation Strange&lt;br /&gt;sun dun even shine through our window pane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sick so sick of being tired and oh SO tired of being sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coldplay - don't panic&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112532868491582610?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112532868491582610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112532868491582610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112532868491582610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112532868491582610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/08/times-like-these.html' title='Times Like These'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112507227426700475</id><published>2005-08-26T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T09:04:34.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a million little pieces</title><content type='html'>the fury &lt;BR&gt; i can feel it rising &lt;BR&gt; it's telling me &lt;BR&gt; im your master &lt;BR&gt; i control you &lt;BR&gt; bow down to me &lt;BR&gt; i will engulf you &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; SCREAM BLOODY FUCKING MURDER &lt;BR&gt; KILL KILL KILL &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; KILL HIM &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt; FUCKING KILL HIM &lt;BR&gt; fuck him &lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THIS SHIT &lt;BR&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112507227426700475?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112507227426700475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112507227426700475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112507227426700475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112507227426700475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/08/million-little-pieces.html' title='a million little pieces'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112470179787280802</id><published>2005-08-22T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T02:09:57.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>perhaps, perhaps, perrrrrrhaps</title><content type='html'>prelims in roughly 3 weeks. &lt;br /&gt; holy shit &lt;br /&gt; im still here, and so are you &lt;br /&gt; what are we doing man &lt;br /&gt; im so scared yet im so excited &lt;br /&gt; the inevitably of things if i continue like this seriously scares me &lt;br /&gt; yet to me the o levels is the epitome of excitement &lt;br /&gt; like i cant wait until next year march to see what i get &lt;br /&gt; how many a's &lt;br /&gt; but if i dream of the future and just live my life &lt;br /&gt; i'm kinda fucked &lt;br /&gt; and, i think thats basically what im doing now &lt;br /&gt; and its really scary man &lt;br /&gt; the intro of Alkaline Trio : Radio is playing now &lt;br /&gt; yikes like so emo &lt;br /&gt; its seriously poignant. &lt;br /&gt; i feel so poignant &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO DON'T WAIT &lt;br /&gt; THIS NIGHT'S ALMOST OVER &lt;br /&gt; HONEST! &lt;br /&gt; LETS MAKE THIS ONE LAST FOREVER &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVEL-ERS! PUSH THE TEMPO PUSH THE TEMPO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112470179787280802?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112470179787280802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112470179787280802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112470179787280802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112470179787280802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/08/perhaps-perhaps-perrrrrrhaps.html' title='perhaps, perhaps, perrrrrrhaps'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112348813579441497</id><published>2005-08-08T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-08T01:02:15.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spring cleaning</title><content type='html'>astheniia@gmail.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112348813579441497?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112348813579441497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112348813579441497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112348813579441497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112348813579441497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/08/spring-cleaning.html' title='spring cleaning'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112342772665371051</id><published>2005-08-07T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T08:15:26.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is way fucked up</title><content type='html'>i think someone hacked into my msn &lt;br /&gt; if i find out who. &lt;br /&gt; im gonna get my classmate to hack into his ip and mess up his com &lt;br /&gt; i hope that's possible &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112342772665371051?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112342772665371051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112342772665371051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112342772665371051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112342772665371051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/08/this-is-way-fucked-up.html' title='this is way fucked up'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112324143758884994</id><published>2005-08-05T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T04:30:37.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>st gab's boleh!</title><content type='html'>woooooooooHOOOOOOOO!!! &lt;br /&gt; jeremy shaved his head!! &lt;br /&gt; tua tou!! hahahahahahha &lt;br /&gt; man st gab's band is the best la. &lt;br /&gt; haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired :l &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112324143758884994?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112324143758884994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112324143758884994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112324143758884994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112324143758884994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/08/st-gabs-boleh.html' title='st gab&apos;s boleh!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112314196123603644</id><published>2005-08-04T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T00:52:41.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the shaver goes zah zah zah, the person goes ha ha ha</title><content type='html'>HAHAHAA I CANT WAIT TO SEE JEREMY BECOME BALD!! &lt;br /&gt; LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!, &lt;br /&gt; WE WILL NOW REALLYYYY SEE IF JEREMY HAS AS BIG A HEAD AS HE APPEARS TO HAVE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ST GAB'S BOLEH! ST GAB'S BOLEH &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OI NABEI &lt;br /&gt; BOH LEH?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112314196123603644?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112314196123603644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112314196123603644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112314196123603644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/112314196123603644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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cant get my momentum &lt;br /&gt; lol what kinda contradicting &lt;br /&gt; school again tmr &lt;br /&gt; and i'd better bloody kick my stupid dota addiction &lt;br /&gt; hmmm &lt;br /&gt; i really cant find anything to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking on seven years&lt;br /&gt;the holy ghost had left alone&lt;br /&gt;Test my arms, kick like crazy&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying way too long&lt;br /&gt;only push the way off to fight you&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;Getting off my chest&lt;br /&gt;the story ends&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell him his eyes see too clear&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell him his eyes see too clear&lt;br /&gt;That mistake was gold&lt;br /&gt;I know that without you&lt;br /&gt;is something that I could never do&lt;br /&gt;That was why staple the eyes and&lt;br /&gt;seven dates for me to sell machines&lt;br /&gt;and tear on&lt;br /&gt;seven years you assured me&lt;br /&gt;that I'd be fine if I complied&lt;br /&gt;only push the way off to fight you&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm not sure&lt;br /&gt;Getting off my chest the story ends&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell him his eyes see too clear&lt;br /&gt;I would find a way without you&lt;br /&gt;Tell him his eyes see too clear&lt;br /&gt;That mistake was gold&lt;br /&gt;I know that without you&lt;br /&gt;is something that I could never do&lt;br /&gt;That was why staple the eyes and&lt;br /&gt;seven dates for me to sell machines&lt;br /&gt;and tear on&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm Sorry I'm to blame (Don't treat me I'm to blame)&lt;br /&gt;Don't treat me like I ever accused you[x5]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont treat me like i ever accused you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112220836645289719?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-112160460501095071</id><published>2005-07-17T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T07:21:06.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lets take a trip down memory lane</title><content type='html'>damn&lt;br /&gt;its been long since the last time i updated.&lt;br /&gt;well, its a month to two weeks to my prelims&lt;br /&gt;29th august&lt;br /&gt;ouch, so fast&lt;br /&gt;and it was practically like yesterday when school started&lt;br /&gt;as in first day of school&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh trying to be funny and say after june holidays right&lt;br /&gt;anyways.&lt;br /&gt;im so happy!&lt;br /&gt;i finally passed my geog and ss tests this year!&lt;br /&gt;first time :D&lt;br /&gt;and chem also&lt;br /&gt;woohoooo!!&lt;br /&gt;wait, gtg update aagin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie, back&lt;br /&gt;anyways, ive been reading a new book&lt;br /&gt;its called his 'n' hers&lt;br /&gt;its damn freaking quite.&lt;br /&gt;his = jim owen&lt;br /&gt;hers = alison smith&lt;br /&gt;hahaha jim had a band called captain magnet.&lt;br /&gt;alison has a cat named disco.&lt;br /&gt;and they were married at 20 something&lt;br /&gt;with no witnesses, family wise&lt;br /&gt;only a security guard and some old lady.&lt;br /&gt;its super cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-112160460501095071?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/112160460501095071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=112160460501095071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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neither you know nor anyone, &lt;br /&gt; but i &lt;br /&gt; of insecurity &lt;br /&gt; of anger &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so mad, so angry, so lost, confused again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says one is odd &lt;br /&gt; one, is perfect &lt;br /&gt; but perfection is a disease &lt;br /&gt; and im being vaccined &lt;br /&gt; im no where near perfect and such, &lt;br /&gt; anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave me be, &lt;br /&gt; sanitarium &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111918124046635873?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111918124046635873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111918124046635873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111918124046635873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111918124046635873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/06/lets-take-minute.html' title='lets take a minute'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111872566109585574</id><published>2005-06-13T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T22:07:41.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eeeyerr</title><content type='html'>okie &lt;br /&gt; ive got to admit the sad truth &lt;br /&gt; at first i thought it'd turn out fine but &lt;br /&gt; last night &lt;br /&gt; while i was playing my dota &lt;br /&gt; i turned around &lt;br /&gt; and i saw my brother walking out with his girlfriend &lt;br /&gt; and im sad to say this but &lt;br /&gt; DAMN BRO! &lt;br /&gt; YOUR GIRLFRIENDS ARE UGLY! &lt;br /&gt; shit i feel so bad &lt;br /&gt; but anyways heh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive got a 180 questions of mcq to do by friday &lt;br /&gt; for poa, and wah lao, sian to the max &lt;br /&gt; i want my brothers' dkny belt back &lt;br /&gt; shit boy the buckle is damn cool la &lt;br /&gt; its like some eagle thingy with DKNY in the background &lt;br /&gt; ahhh! &lt;br /&gt; okie, theres nothing to blog about&lt;br /&gt; lifes pretty boring &lt;br /&gt; oh yeah last night &lt;br /&gt; my cupboard got cracked &lt;br /&gt; poor thing &lt;br /&gt; my knuckle almost did too &lt;br /&gt; sigh, i dun remember when i was ever that angry &lt;br /&gt; i had to walk around my house for about half and hour &lt;br /&gt; hmmmmmmmm &lt;br /&gt; but anyways &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR AND MRS SMITH! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111872566109585574?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111872566109585574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111872566109585574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111872566109585574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111872566109585574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/06/eeeyerr.html' title='eeeyerr'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111685583134190136</id><published>2005-05-23T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T06:48:05.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its a beautiful day</title><content type='html'>im currently listening to beautiful day&lt;br /&gt;and shit. i just realised how inspiring U2 is.&lt;br /&gt;heres a get back for people who call you a meanie.&lt;br /&gt;no. i mean.&lt;br /&gt;okie forget it&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;its like&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP LA&lt;br /&gt;okie im talking to myself again&lt;br /&gt;i wanna customise my own blazer!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get a white tie&lt;br /&gt;and also i wanna get a high cut converse to draw checkered for myself :)&lt;br /&gt;but aiyah&lt;br /&gt;my results were really so depressing&lt;br /&gt;and it really sucks&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i didnt get a for anything. even emath&lt;br /&gt;wah laoooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;i got 37 points for l1r5&lt;br /&gt;i know its bad but&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;excuses. really quite a drag&lt;br /&gt;so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;life has pretty much been stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;but i watched star wars the other day&lt;br /&gt;SHIT BOY! LIGHTSABERS ARE DAMN STYLE LA!&lt;br /&gt;and im so sad mace windu died&lt;br /&gt;wah lao. purple lightsaber go to waste la!&lt;br /&gt;and the fight scene damn funny&lt;br /&gt;hahahha like slow mo button got pushed.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny man&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;but mace windu is the coolest la&lt;br /&gt;his got this skilled thats damn power&lt;br /&gt;i forgot what its called&lt;br /&gt;but anyways&lt;br /&gt;went to watch at lido la&lt;br /&gt;then wah!!&lt;br /&gt;all the fanatics there man i swear&lt;br /&gt;some were wearing robes,&lt;br /&gt;then there was one with the storm trooper outfit&lt;br /&gt;then another one according to my friend was dressed as darth vadar&lt;br /&gt;haha but i didnt see&lt;br /&gt;and anyways,&lt;br /&gt;damn funny&lt;br /&gt;when darth vadar was sort of like "lifted" up?&lt;br /&gt;if i say on and off button you would understand&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahahhah super funny man balls!&lt;br /&gt;but you have to see that part to understand.&lt;br /&gt;hahahhhaahahhahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i try to hold on&lt;br /&gt;to a time when nothing mattered&lt;br /&gt;and i cant explain what happened&lt;br /&gt;and i cant erase the things that ive done&lt;br /&gt;no i cant&lt;br /&gt;how could this happen to me&lt;br /&gt;ive made my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;got no where to run&lt;br /&gt;the night goes on&lt;br /&gt;inside im fading away&lt;br /&gt;im sick of this life&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna scream&lt;br /&gt;how could this happen to me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111685583134190136?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111685583134190136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111685583134190136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111685583134190136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111685583134190136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-beautiful-day.html' title='its a beautiful day'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111630390531746080</id><published>2005-05-16T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T21:27:50.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>am i trying too hard.?&lt;br /&gt;raining days and straylight run really kinda evokes emotions and flow of thought. hmm&lt;br /&gt;but now we're too deep in even an operation wont do good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111630390531746080?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111630390531746080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111630390531746080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111630390531746080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111630390531746080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111616999797496425</id><published>2005-05-15T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T08:13:17.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>your like a needle in a pincushion that just irritatingly wun come out.</title><content type='html'>FUCK THIS IS THE LAST STRAW &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway shoutouts : &lt;br /&gt; hey melvin &lt;br /&gt; haha. &lt;br /&gt; no la. not angry &lt;br /&gt; just that was thinking about some stuff &lt;br /&gt; and it kinda flowed &lt;br /&gt; anyway NO SCHOOL TMR AND TUESDAY! HAHA YOU FUCKING LOSER! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey nick &lt;br /&gt; haha long time no see man. &lt;br /&gt; you guys still play basketball? &lt;br /&gt; i wanna join also &lt;br /&gt; next week. &lt;br /&gt; sompar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111616999797496425?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111616999797496425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111616999797496425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111616999797496425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111616999797496425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/05/your-like-needle-in-pincushion-that.html' title='your like a needle in a pincushion that just irritatingly wun come out.'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111510465164646700</id><published>2005-05-02T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:17:31.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>lets see where i should begin. &lt;br /&gt; who says history never repeats itself &lt;br /&gt; you know like making the wrong decisions and stuff &lt;br /&gt; well. &lt;br /&gt; ive had my fair share of stupid decisions&lt;br /&gt; but some people really never learn &lt;br /&gt; im sure you guys know the phrase "dun judge a book by its cover" &lt;br /&gt; any idiot would know that &lt;br /&gt; but im pretty certain that most idiots use it. just to you know. &lt;br /&gt; show their english is good blahblahblah &lt;br /&gt; but seriously &lt;br /&gt; does being perfect on the outside necessarily mean that your perfect on the inside? &lt;br /&gt; vice versa, &lt;br /&gt; does being imperfect of the outside necessarily mean that your imperfect on the inside? &lt;br /&gt; you know the growth process of a caterpillar right?&lt;br /&gt; you know. shoots the silk all over itself &lt;br /&gt; than turns into a cacoon &lt;br /&gt; becomes a butterfly the next &lt;br /&gt; totally different at every stage &lt;br /&gt; appearance wise i mean &lt;br /&gt; but the bottom line is that &lt;br /&gt; the butterfly was a worm, is a worm and forever will be a worm &lt;br /&gt; i mean. we all know that &lt;br /&gt; right? &lt;br /&gt; well. applications applications &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would have known &lt;br /&gt; that if you took a candy from the incredibles baby, &lt;br /&gt; you might just lose your fucking finger. &lt;br /&gt; HUH?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. pre-pubisant ( i dun believe i got that word right) assholes will &lt;br /&gt; inevitably have a certain level maturity, &lt;br /&gt; right? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why oh why do people so love to talk bad about others? &lt;br /&gt; i really really dun get it &lt;br /&gt; if news and assumptions are correct &lt;br /&gt;  WHAT THE FUCK MAN! &lt;br /&gt; if the phrase " with friends like these, who needs enemies" has any relation at all &lt;br /&gt; then i guess it should be changed to "with friends like these, friends dun exist(??)" i really really dun get it &lt;br /&gt; sigh &lt;br /&gt; and for a while there i thought people around me could &lt;br /&gt; actually think straight &lt;br /&gt;  most importantly, scientists should really go research on why &lt;br /&gt; they said that girls mature faster then boys &lt;br /&gt; hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and lastly &lt;br /&gt;  TRIBUTES TO BLINK 182, WE WILL MISS YOU!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111510465164646700?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111510465164646700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111510465164646700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111510465164646700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111510465164646700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/05/food-for-thought_02.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111510463433734531</id><published>2005-05-02T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T00:17:14.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food for thought</title><content type='html'>lets see where i should begin. &lt;br /&gt; who says history never repeats itself &lt;br /&gt; you know like making the wrong decisions and stuff &lt;br /&gt; well. &lt;br /&gt; ive had my fair share of stupid decisions&lt;br /&gt; but some people really never learn &lt;br /&gt; im sure you guys know the phrase "dun judge a book by its cover" &lt;br /&gt; any idiot would know that &lt;br /&gt; but im pretty certain that most idiots use it. just to you know. &lt;br /&gt; show their english is good blahblahblah &lt;br /&gt; but seriously &lt;br /&gt; does being perfect on the outside necessarily mean that your perfect on the inside? &lt;br /&gt; vice versa, &lt;br /&gt; does being imperfect of the outside necessarily mean that your imperfect on the inside? &lt;br /&gt; you know the growth process of a caterpillar right?&lt;br /&gt; you know. shoots the silk all over itself &lt;br /&gt; than turns into a cacoon &lt;br /&gt; becomes a butterfly the next &lt;br /&gt; totally different at every stage &lt;br /&gt; appearance wise i mean &lt;br /&gt; but the bottom line is that &lt;br /&gt; the butterfly was a worm, is a worm and forever will be a worm &lt;br /&gt; i mean. we all know that &lt;br /&gt; right? &lt;br /&gt; well. applications applications &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who would have known &lt;br /&gt; that if you took a candy from the incredibles baby, &lt;br /&gt; you might just lose your fucking finger. &lt;br /&gt; HUH?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. pre-pubisant ( i dun believe i got that word right) assholes will &lt;br /&gt; inevitably have a certain level maturity, &lt;br /&gt; right? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why oh why do people so love to talk bad about others? &lt;br /&gt; i really really dun get it &lt;br /&gt; if news and assumptions are correct &lt;br /&gt;  WHAT THE FUCK MAN! &lt;br /&gt; if the phrase " with friends like these, who needs enemies" has any relation at all &lt;br /&gt; then i guess it should be changed to "with friends like these, friends dun exist(??)" i really really dun get it &lt;br /&gt; sigh &lt;br /&gt; and for a while there i thought people around me could &lt;br /&gt; actually think straight &lt;br /&gt;  most importantly, scientists should really go research on why &lt;br /&gt; they said that girls mature faster then boys &lt;br /&gt; hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111510463433734531?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111510463433734531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111510463433734531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111510463433734531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111510463433734531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/05/food-for-thought.html' title='food for thought'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111365321846710913</id><published>2005-04-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T05:06:58.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ive wasted so much time on a friend   too young too proud too understand.  so this is the end!</title><content type='html'>just came back from nelson's chalet &lt;br /&gt; wah! steam sia fucking funny man hahahaahah!! &lt;br /&gt; today was damn funny la &lt;br /&gt; nelson + whats next game = laughing non stop in kopitiam &lt;br /&gt; but anyway. &lt;br /&gt; im so happy &lt;br /&gt; cos yesterday i didnt get drunk. &lt;br /&gt; yes. what an achievement. &lt;br /&gt; HAHAHAH b to the ombay!!! &lt;br /&gt; one lesson man, never drink with an empty stomach! &lt;br /&gt; i swear you'll die &lt;br /&gt; drinking + dunno how to play the whats the next game + stray cat = frustration therefore chasing cat &lt;br /&gt; super funny la. &lt;br /&gt; NEED FOR SPEED!!! &lt;br /&gt; hahahah daytona usa!! = substitute for dota &lt;br /&gt; hahahhahahh!!! what an alternative &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im balding worse then ever now :( &lt;br /&gt; sigh. haha.! by army id be bald. &lt;br /&gt; HAHAH!! GET IT GET IT!! &lt;br /&gt; fine la not funny &lt;br /&gt; but you know whats funny? number 49!!!! woohooooooo! &lt;br /&gt; and i finally found out where to get my white framed specs &lt;br /&gt; jared says that its at bishan &lt;br /&gt; must go check it out man &lt;br /&gt; heh. &lt;br /&gt; sia la bung!! mutt power la dey! &lt;br /&gt; and finch is my best loved band now. yellowcard too &lt;br /&gt; oh man. hybrid's are the best. &lt;br /&gt; hybrid theory = linkin park!! :D &lt;br /&gt; finch : project mayhem = GO CRAZY!!! PSYCHO MOSHING!! &lt;br /&gt; haha. &lt;br /&gt; oh yeah. going back to the topic of mutt, kenneth fam  should become all out mutt man &lt;br /&gt; hahaahe looks better &lt;br /&gt; oh yeah. and i wanna try vintage now :l &lt;br /&gt; ever seen someone with checkered pants, checkered cap, checkered collar shirt, checkered wrist assessory &lt;br /&gt; but i dun have checkered pants. &lt;br /&gt; everybody go awwwwwwwwwwww!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stereophonics : dakota &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111365321846710913?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111365321846710913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111365321846710913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111365321846710913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111365321846710913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-wasted-so-much-time-on-friend-too.html' title='ive wasted so much time on a friend &lt;BR&gt;  too young too proud too understand. &lt;BR&gt; so this is the end!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111287430756566956</id><published>2005-04-07T04:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T04:45:07.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shape-shifting?lifeshifting?</title><content type='html'>the sky outside was damn nice just awhile ago &lt;br /&gt; it was like orange throughout &lt;br /&gt; bloody nice &lt;br /&gt; an orange sky at 725 &lt;br /&gt; i swear the end is coming &lt;br /&gt; well. there is a lesson to learn from this &lt;br /&gt; now its all dark and just like any normal night &lt;br /&gt; aiyah &lt;br /&gt; i forgot what i wanted to say &lt;br /&gt; ill blog again another time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the pope's funeral is 2moro &lt;br /&gt; so everyone. &lt;br /&gt; please do say a prayer for him &lt;br /&gt; it might go a long way :) &lt;br /&gt; HALLEUJIAH!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111287430756566956?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111287430756566956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111287430756566956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111287430756566956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111287430756566956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/04/shape-shiftinglifeshifting_07.html' title='shape-shifting?lifeshifting?'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111287378671583350</id><published>2005-04-07T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T04:36:26.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shape-shifting?lifeshifting?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111287378671583350?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111287378671583350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111287378671583350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111287378671583350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111287378671583350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/04/shape-shiftinglifeshifting.html' title='shape-shifting?lifeshifting?'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111176946870343109</id><published>2005-03-25T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T08:51:08.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cos maybe there was something wrong and you werent telling me</title><content type='html'>wah lao. today dota &lt;br /&gt; was bloody boring and it sucked la &lt;br /&gt; everything is pretty damn sian now &lt;br /&gt; i need sports! &lt;br /&gt; sunday basketball. here i come &lt;br /&gt; and guys my cat class teacher's husband's father died &lt;br /&gt;  please do keep him in your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "m" :  &lt;br /&gt; miles apart : yellowcard , &lt;br /&gt; mixtape : brand new , &lt;br /&gt; mixtape : butch walker (courtesy of lee huiyi :)) , &lt;br /&gt; mockingbird : eminem &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111176946870343109?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111176946870343109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111176946870343109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111176946870343109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111176946870343109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/03/cos-maybe-there-was-something-wrong.html' title='cos maybe there was something wrong and you werent telling me'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111090525191475161</id><published>2005-03-15T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T08:47:31.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTA!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>wow. &lt;br /&gt; i havent felt this great since last year midway man. &lt;br /&gt; woooo! &lt;br /&gt; i pretty much think &lt;br /&gt; that. ive got everything i could ever ask for &lt;br /&gt; my zen, friends(good and bad), whatever &lt;br /&gt; i was up last night cos i couldnt sleep &lt;br /&gt; and there on mtv was this video &lt;br /&gt; at first i thought it was just some other stupid advertisement &lt;br /&gt; but then after a while &lt;br /&gt; i realised that it was a song &lt;br /&gt; than i was like wow &lt;br /&gt; i really am mofo lucky &lt;br /&gt; those kids in africa &lt;br /&gt; kenya and such &lt;br /&gt; they are born not able to eat &lt;br /&gt; cos their body cant absorb the nutrients from the food &lt;br /&gt; and they just sit there and drink liquid stuff and loads of fluid &lt;br /&gt; and we guys here &lt;br /&gt; sit around and complain about not having enough money &lt;br /&gt; and on the video &lt;br /&gt; it showed like equations of the money we spend on making videos &lt;br /&gt; and enjoying our lives &lt;br /&gt; like one studio recording could get about a lot of temporary hospital tents up &lt;br /&gt; for the sick and stuff &lt;br /&gt; its just really saddening &lt;br /&gt; yesterday was a real real fucked up day &lt;br /&gt; i dunno why this kinda things happen &lt;br /&gt; but today was different &lt;br /&gt; it was just great &lt;br /&gt; and i learnt today that &lt;br /&gt; it takes two hands to clap &lt;br /&gt; so i learnt to treasure my true friends man &lt;br /&gt; no matter how fucked up the arguement is &lt;br /&gt; if you trust me and i trust you enough &lt;br /&gt; we'll give each other our own space &lt;br /&gt; i dun care about any of that love shit anymore &lt;br /&gt; i think its a load of bull until you find it &lt;br /&gt; seriously &lt;br /&gt; just have fun &lt;br /&gt; get fat whatever &lt;br /&gt; die a happy death &lt;br /&gt; ahhhhhhhh what an entry &lt;br /&gt; i wish this was my own personal diary &lt;br /&gt; but then again. &lt;br /&gt; id be too lazy. &lt;br /&gt; oh well! &lt;br /&gt; this year is the o's &lt;br /&gt; and im gonna treasure this week as much as possible man &lt;br /&gt; i do so much for all you mother fuckers &lt;br /&gt; and all you can do is talk behind my back &lt;br /&gt; you say we're all close &lt;br /&gt; but you cant even tell me the problem &lt;br /&gt; just avoid me &lt;br /&gt; the truth comes out sooner or later whether you like it or not &lt;br /&gt; i dun care if your taking this as a attempt to offend you &lt;br /&gt; its not. &lt;br /&gt; think whatever you want &lt;br /&gt; i just heard "caught up" by usher &lt;br /&gt; and its pretty damn meaningful behind all that groovy bass and stuff &lt;br /&gt; theres one line that goes &lt;br /&gt; "my homies say this girl is really crampping my style &lt;br /&gt; i suppose so &lt;br /&gt; but i suppose &lt;br /&gt; its gonna end somewhere &lt;br /&gt; i was gonna snap soon man &lt;br /&gt; but im glad for today and yesterday's video &lt;br /&gt; and i also watched disc 1 of the gladiator &lt;br /&gt; its a mighty good show &lt;br /&gt; and. &lt;br /&gt; the fucker lost his wife, his child, his bloody farm, and his home &lt;br /&gt; that really sucks &lt;br /&gt; imagine we guys have our parents breathing down our necks and asking us to come HOME &lt;br /&gt; we hate that &lt;br /&gt; admit it &lt;br /&gt; but this guy here &lt;br /&gt; he kept on going and going &lt;br /&gt; i really love that movie &lt;br /&gt; and i ate four packets of maggi mee with watching the disc 1 &lt;br /&gt; and tonight im gonna watch disc 2 &lt;br /&gt; and guess what &lt;br /&gt; im gonna have a huge packet of hong kong noodles &lt;br /&gt; wowwwwwwwwwww!! power la &lt;br /&gt; im so lucky &lt;br /&gt; i really am &lt;br /&gt; and all you guys too &lt;br /&gt; sigh. &lt;br /&gt; what a kick ass entry &lt;br /&gt; what a day to remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH PUSSAYE!! DOTA CHIONG AR! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111090525191475161?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111090525191475161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111090525191475161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111090525191475161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111090525191475161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/03/dota.html' title='DOTA!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-111078116391042166</id><published>2005-03-14T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T22:19:23.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guys are imperfect, but girls are shallow.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a damn fun day man &lt;br /&gt; wah pool, &lt;br /&gt; DOTA BALLS!! WOOOHOOOO &lt;br /&gt; i think dota is more addictive and pleasurable than sex. &lt;br /&gt; lol. &lt;br /&gt; its freaking good man. &lt;br /&gt; and ive got my zen micro &lt;br /&gt;wah lao, power only la &lt;br /&gt; the bass and sound quality is damn good &lt;br /&gt; woooooooooooooo!!! headsprung &lt;br /&gt; and ive pierced my right ear already. &lt;br /&gt; yes. this week is gonna be HAVOC!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt; watching spongebob with cat class 2moro &lt;br /&gt; haaaaaahahah shiok man!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs for thought? &lt;br /&gt; brand new : seventy times seven, &lt;br /&gt; finch : letters to you, &lt;br /&gt; story of the year : anthem of our dying day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace up! a town down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-111078116391042166?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/111078116391042166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=111078116391042166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111078116391042166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/111078116391042166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/03/guys-are-imperfect-but-girls-are.html' title='guys are imperfect, but girls are shallow.'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-110924666704400265</id><published>2005-02-24T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T04:04:27.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>signficant other_</title><content type='html'>okie. &lt;br /&gt; its common tests again next week. &lt;br /&gt; and im just sitting here &lt;br /&gt; on my big butt &lt;br /&gt; aiyah. &lt;br /&gt; geog, ss, chem physics &lt;br /&gt; what the........... :( &lt;br /&gt; wah lao. im damn scared la &lt;br /&gt; 2moro theres another gig at third place &lt;br /&gt; im going to watch &lt;br /&gt; second storey and parousia &lt;br /&gt; haha looking forward to it :) &lt;br /&gt; right now. &lt;br /&gt; cos i just got a downloading program. &lt;br /&gt; ive got a whole new playlist :) &lt;br /&gt;  ah lian language never ceases to amaze me with new synonym's &lt;br /&gt; EG. euu (you)  &lt;br /&gt; ahhh what creativity &lt;br /&gt; i suppose singapore IS achieving its goal? &lt;br?&gt; haha :) &lt;br /&gt; who knows where to buy super thick framed white specs? &lt;br /&gt; imma mutt fuck haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-110924666704400265?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/110924666704400265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=110924666704400265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110924666704400265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110924666704400265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/02/signficant-other.html' title='signficant other_'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-110874266218971235</id><published>2005-02-18T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T08:04:22.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!</title><content type='html'>okie. &lt;br /&gt; so i went town today &lt;br /&gt; but i didnt get everything that was listed down &lt;br /&gt; im such an idiot &lt;br /&gt; anyway. &lt;br /&gt; i got better :) &lt;br /&gt; okie so first thing. &lt;br /&gt; i bought this studded belt like 3 days ago &lt;br /&gt; it was black, 3 rows of studs &lt;br /&gt; so the more i looked at it. &lt;br /&gt; the more ugly i thought it was &lt;br /&gt; so i went to change la &lt;br /&gt; so i went with my classmates &lt;br /&gt; and one of them wanted to get a studded belt also &lt;br /&gt; ANYWAY to cut the long story short &lt;br /&gt; I JUST CHANGED THE FREAKING BELT AND SOLD IT TO HIM &lt;br /&gt; FULLSTOP &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best part of the whole day is!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt; I FINALLY PIERCED MY EAR!! WOOHOOOOOOO!! &lt;br /&gt; i like la super nice &lt;br /&gt; than i just bought a diamond stud also &lt;br /&gt; wah lao!! freaking expensive la! &lt;br /&gt; the diamond's so freaking tiny  &lt;br /&gt; and it cost like bloody 100 plus la! &lt;br /&gt; wah lao. &lt;br /&gt; some kinda good deal &lt;br /&gt; than after that i wanted to get a cap &lt;br /&gt; so walked around practically the whole town &lt;br /&gt; aiyah the best la &lt;br /&gt; i went to heeren flash and splash &lt;br /&gt; and it was just there &lt;br /&gt; it was shining &lt;br /&gt; bright white light with heaven's choir &lt;br /&gt; okie sorry. &lt;br /&gt; its just this stussy cap &lt;br /&gt; its checkered black and white in the front &lt;br /&gt; and mesh behind &lt;br /&gt; and than theres a small stussy word at the side &lt;br /&gt; of the cap. &lt;br /&gt;  its sooooooooooooooo freaking nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im just joking about the diamond &lt;br /&gt; if u believed me &lt;br /&gt; WHAT AN IDIOT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-110874266218971235?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/110874266218971235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=110874266218971235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110874266218971235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110874266218971235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/02/finally.html' title='finally!'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-110863901960941324</id><published>2005-02-17T19:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T03:16:59.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no pain no gain?</title><content type='html'>booyaka! &lt;br /&gt; haha woo hoo. got new blog already la. &lt;br /&gt; thanks huis the layout is freaking cool &lt;br /&gt; :) &lt;br /&gt; okie 2moro &lt;br /&gt; after school i shall be going town &lt;br /&gt; haha with classmates &lt;br /&gt; and im gonna shop shop shop!! &lt;br /&gt; well. okie now its for sure man &lt;br /&gt; i hope. &lt;br /&gt; aiyah. &lt;br /&gt; okie SO FAR im gonna get &lt;br /&gt; a pair of jeans &lt;br /&gt; maybe shirt? &lt;br /&gt; schoolbag &lt;br /&gt; and lastly. mp3 &lt;br /&gt; ipod shuffle &lt;br /&gt; :) but im not getting that 2moro &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss. &lt;br /&gt; i cut my hair &lt;br /&gt; its okie &lt;br /&gt; BUT ITS FREAKING THIN! &lt;br /&gt; i told the barber not to thin &lt;br /&gt;  shit than its freaking thin now la &lt;br /&gt; but prav said that he heard i told the barber to thin &lt;br /&gt; aiyahhhh!! &lt;br /&gt;anyway. &lt;br /&gt; common tests are coming soon &lt;br /&gt; im like not worried. but im worried &lt;br /&gt; kinda shit. aiyah! &lt;br /&gt; im like so out of control of my life &lt;br /&gt; :( i mean not life &lt;br /&gt; like kinda not in control with my er. &lt;br /&gt; aiyah im not in control of ________ &lt;br /&gt; shut up i lost the word. &lt;br /&gt; haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-110863901960941324?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/110863901960941324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=110863901960941324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110863901960941324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110863901960941324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/02/no-pain-no-gain.html' title='no pain no gain?'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10872931.post-110855693754052685</id><published>2005-02-16T04:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T04:28:57.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><content type='html'>first entry is by me, lee huiyi. as usual&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10872931-110855693754052685?l=thescotchtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/feeds/110855693754052685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10872931&amp;postID=110855693754052685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110855693754052685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10872931/posts/default/110855693754052685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thescotchtape.blogspot.com/2005/02/testing.html' title='testing'/><author><name>thescotchtape</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09001879367070583703</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
