<?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-23994394</id><updated>2011-10-25T03:43:39.453+08:00</updated><category term='rainy days'/><category term='read'/><category term='emotional'/><category term='paranoia'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='hoodlums'/><category term='toment-antics'/><category term='sleepless'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Malei Malei Hom</title><subtitle type='html'>来来来，听听我的内心世界，看看我的心声</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>149</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-7807506204646522743</id><published>2008-06-19T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T02:04:31.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey no title for now until i figure something out for this gantry</title><content type='html'>i can safely say, i safely reached a milestone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a long (maybe not really THAT long,) and (i wanted to say arduous, but no, not that much) exhausting routing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, to keep in mind, and to rejoice. Holidays spent with the sunshining girlfriends are way too awesome, fab, and lovely(supposingly the most suitable vocab, but of course, they're WAY MORE THAN this sentence) . Never have i had people like them, so they're like sentenced to life-time stay in my fist-so-big-heart? ah yea *nods* (happy ah, my fist small ok so not alot people can stay). HEEHEE. so cheesy. AND SO BIMBOTIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still rmbering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"keeping those, who keeps you close to the heart"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as much as i love this domain as much,&lt;br /&gt;and there's too much of "I" and "You" here,&lt;br /&gt;so im seeking another ground,(BUT IM NOT DELETING THIS, im selfish, much love)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my humble abode, another killing grace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in loving memory of maleimaleihom.blogspot.com and so much more.&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/23994394-7807506204646522743?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7807506204646522743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7807506204646522743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7807506204646522743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7807506204646522743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/06/hey-no-title-for-now-until-i-figure.html' title='hey no title for now until i figure something out for this gantry'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2864053015555377735</id><published>2008-06-11T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T00:30:47.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>behind my stories, is always other people's stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much of, "my friends once tell me.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's time for my own. *smirk*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2864053015555377735?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2864053015555377735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2864053015555377735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2864053015555377735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2864053015555377735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/06/behind-my-stories-is-always-other.html' title=''/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5622445970552213370</id><published>2008-06-10T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T17:21:18.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The sky so blue, and i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Jus need to get closer, closer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;lean on me now, lean on me now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Think of the times you sang as we sat on the marble and lay on the laps, so nice. It always makes me smile., always.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tik tak tik tak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5622445970552213370?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5622445970552213370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5622445970552213370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5622445970552213370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5622445970552213370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/06/sky-so-blue-and-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-8586012708234630208</id><published>2008-06-05T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:05:48.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#36 - LIFE's a beach</title><content type='html'>all breezy and windy. accompanied with sunshines and random downpours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stillness in the air when the night befalls, the calmness of the surroundings and the occasional splashing of the waves. so soothing to one happy soul&lt;br /&gt;too much wont be good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be good to have some crowds around you, and all its needed is a chill room among the human traffics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first ever slumber party with the superradandcoolalsoawesome girls&lt;br /&gt;asfkjwqlj!@$#akas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8586012708234630208?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8586012708234630208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8586012708234630208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8586012708234630208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8586012708234630208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/06/36-lifes-beach.html' title='#36 - LIFE&apos;s a beach'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2455323297689269811</id><published>2008-06-01T03:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T04:15:46.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on the way home,&lt;br /&gt;we pass by the expressways and the neighbourhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the orangey round mushroom street lamps,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;massive amount of street lamps kept appearing right infront, it jus kept doing so.&lt;br /&gt;it devour people, getting into a spaceship right in a van.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it got crashed, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one after another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blending the heart, blending the soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so raw, so fine, so raw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2455323297689269811?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2455323297689269811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2455323297689269811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2455323297689269811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2455323297689269811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/06/on-way-home-we-pass-by-expressways-and.html' title=''/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7810290853453064161</id><published>2008-05-27T12:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T12:54:40.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SDuTy-EuHiI/AAAAAAAAARM/fCjRlMw7LOU/s1600-h/clutterly.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SDuTy-EuHiI/AAAAAAAAARM/fCjRlMw7LOU/s400/clutterly.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204916298222280226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sad song with happy lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;happy song with sad lyrics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"cos there's beauty in the breakdown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7810290853453064161?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7810290853453064161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7810290853453064161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7810290853453064161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7810290853453064161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/05/sad-song-with-happy-lyrics-happy-song.html' title=''/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SDuTy-EuHiI/AAAAAAAAARM/fCjRlMw7LOU/s72-c/clutterly.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-1982437122575655422</id><published>2008-05-19T19:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T20:29:28.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#33 - the birth of some enlightenment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SDFycKJ_SHI/AAAAAAAAARE/niZtAOffmKw/s1600-h/P1050072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SDFycKJ_SHI/AAAAAAAAARE/niZtAOffmKw/s400/P1050072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202064872677787762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's vesak day, a celebration of the birth of the Buddha, and also a public holiday. which i use it as an excuse to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the day off from work and seek refuge at home. Wise choice i guess, wouldnt want to be caught red in my underwear at work and with all the cramps n ache that comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since mum went for the vesak's lamp ceremony and with brother starting work officially today, i have the whole house to myself.  Now, it's dimly lit by the corridor and the washroom lights with some pirated songs i just download playing in the background, i can smell the teen spirit around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im looking forward to the days to come, for the slumber party  and all the weekly affairs. yea, when the momentary quietness wears away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh, slipper boy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1982437122575655422?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1982437122575655422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1982437122575655422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1982437122575655422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1982437122575655422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/05/33-birth-of-some-enlightenment.html' title='#33 - the birth of some enlightenment'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SDFycKJ_SHI/AAAAAAAAARE/niZtAOffmKw/s72-c/P1050072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-7652672608892963830</id><published>2008-05-17T12:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T13:15:54.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#32 - feeling it, uh</title><content type='html'>in the midst of growing up and changes, i've pretty much lost some of my beliefs. But still trying hard to hang on to some of them. So much moulding that often, the outlook's rather filmsy. But fret not, it's not about changing but alot of realising and accepting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SC5p7aJ_SGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/brVocYRBqdc/s1600-h/DSCN0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SC5p7aJ_SGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/brVocYRBqdc/s400/DSCN0936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201211089013917794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling perspective is so much easier then feeling feelings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7652672608892963830?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7652672608892963830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7652672608892963830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7652672608892963830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7652672608892963830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/05/32-feeling-it-uh.html' title='#32 - feeling it, uh'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SC5p7aJ_SGI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/brVocYRBqdc/s72-c/DSCN0936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-7087831841216938850</id><published>2008-05-06T14:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T16:22:45.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#30 - the one about a jar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SCAFc7XYqZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cJsveYw3KE4/s1600-h/89130014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SCAFc7XYqZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cJsveYw3KE4/s400/89130014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197159964515805586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it still feels very surreal. because, people moving on and mostly..  none actually have time to stop and mourn. Tough time, imagine a scratch on the tape and it just continue winding, the induced scratch and the foreign noise, so deafening that it comes to soothe out.. my soul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the same, yet so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The same old routine, yet so different with the absent. Everything else, i place it inside this jar and leave it untouched. Nobody shall know about it anymore, not anymore. Like i said before, i dont act like it. Heartless i feel when other's more concerned about me more than i do. Im tied up. More than anytime ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The route back still feels very heavy.. probably the jar, i guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Am I the only sour cherry on the fruit stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7087831841216938850?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7087831841216938850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7087831841216938850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7087831841216938850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7087831841216938850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/05/30-one-about-jar.html' title='#30 - the one about a jar'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/SCAFc7XYqZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/cJsveYw3KE4/s72-c/89130014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-2917335705270013442</id><published>2008-04-16T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:45:12.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the echo of my weeping translate into the harmony of melancholy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's reaching out to my dear man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2917335705270013442?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2917335705270013442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2917335705270013442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2917335705270013442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2917335705270013442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/04/echo-of-my-weeping-translate-into.html' title=''/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2880385888055990787</id><published>2008-04-11T13:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T13:59:06.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#29 - the one about it feel kind like..</title><content type='html'>the gleam of sunshine after a heavy downpour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the little warmth that exist within the cold humid atmosphere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet with the dark grey skies looming over your entire territory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and wonder long &amp;amp; hard at it;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so hard that it's heavy to just walk along the pavement of flower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so hard that even chocolates or ice cream dont taste sweet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when will they go away, where laundry can be bring out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dogs let out to play, and being so free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;because,  i have people loving me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;with me leveling up as well.&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/23994394-2880385888055990787?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2880385888055990787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2880385888055990787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2880385888055990787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2880385888055990787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/04/29-one-about-it-feel-kind-like.html' title='#29 - the one about it feel kind like..'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5042842205223312760</id><published>2008-04-10T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T00:47:33.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#28 - the one about .....</title><content type='html'>it just get me down when it's isnt what's said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many i've seen, 1 by 1 it sinks. some challenge to stay afloat and breathe.&lt;br /&gt;and what? it's only april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep breathing...&lt;br /&gt;to be sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant write, it's hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5042842205223312760?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5042842205223312760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5042842205223312760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5042842205223312760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5042842205223312760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/04/28-one-about.html' title='#28 - the one about .....'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7391027491889154047</id><published>2008-04-04T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T01:12:16.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#27 - the one about this</title><content type='html'>this feels about reclusive exclusive or maybe even seclusive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can rant&lt;br /&gt;bitch&lt;br /&gt;cry&lt;br /&gt;and complain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) and the thing about small fonts is like it look so.. so... it's jus nice to look at!&lt;br /&gt;it's like a refreshing change isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr, outing with the supercool&amp;amp;retarded girlfriends :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7391027491889154047?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7391027491889154047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7391027491889154047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7391027491889154047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7391027491889154047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/04/27-one-about-this.html' title='#27 - the one about this'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7076917039115015590</id><published>2008-03-27T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T23:57:34.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#26 - the one bout today</title><content type='html'>started living today.&lt;br /&gt;i moved out of yesterday, and stop going on further down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that my holiday is coming to an end in 1 week time, it start to be pack with more programme and ability to enjoy. sigh. what only sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace ah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7076917039115015590?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7076917039115015590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7076917039115015590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7076917039115015590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7076917039115015590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/03/26-one-bout-today.html' title='#26 - the one bout today'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4735075518744284426</id><published>2008-03-20T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T01:30:56.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>#25 - the one about love</title><content type='html'>so much being said and how many taken in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all i know, it might be fading.&lt;br /&gt;unsure of certainty, i tried to smile&lt;br /&gt;only to look back got stuck with tears&lt;br /&gt;for what may comes, grins along&lt;br /&gt;top it off with the sweet sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hit with unlovely vibes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4735075518744284426?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4735075518744284426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4735075518744284426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4735075518744284426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4735075518744284426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/03/25-one-about-love.html' title='#25 - the one about love'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-282873453347027161</id><published>2008-03-14T03:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T03:26:29.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#24</title><content type='html'>though days isnt the same&lt;br /&gt;but i still got the pictures to document.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh, it feels good to be back there all over again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-282873453347027161?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/282873453347027161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=282873453347027161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/282873453347027161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/282873453347027161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/03/24.html' title='#24'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6811893630810435454</id><published>2008-03-12T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:46:47.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#23 - the one about funny.. what</title><content type='html'>there's this funny taste in my mouth, i dont know if it's from my bad tooth or my phlegm-contained airway or my sore throat or just..&lt;br /&gt;with this taste, there's these funny thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anger,&lt;br /&gt;guilt,&lt;br /&gt;racy,&lt;br /&gt;jealousy,&lt;br /&gt;doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it's not healthy and beneficial to our relationship. Yet, i continue feeding my brain with more n more paranoia and distrust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so much nicer to reminisce on the time where we jus started out. You and me, simple and sweet. Of course, thing's so much better now. Yet it seems like something is lacking.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, willam's still so special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been too free to blog stalk, reading up what people have got to say and missing out what i wan to say.&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, alot of things like getting detached frm internet, refraining from plopping on the swivel chair, reducing the tendency to tap the  computer switch and stop logging in to livejournal.com just to access SGST should be done. Simple to say, im addicted to the internet. Probably, go for some retail therapy counselling, or i would very much love to learn how to knit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let school begin asap, i wanna see that cute drummer around. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the endless rainy days,&lt;br /&gt;boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chew&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6811893630810435454?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6811893630810435454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6811893630810435454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6811893630810435454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6811893630810435454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/03/23-one-about-funny-what.html' title='#23 - the one about funny.. what'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-3982456647804422165</id><published>2008-03-05T01:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T01:44:51.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#22 - the one about arr.. is ah this ah lorf ah</title><content type='html'>i wanna lorf ya&lt;br /&gt;and treat you right;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna lorf ya&lt;br /&gt;ey ver ri day and ey ver ri nigh;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be together with a loof light ova ouh head;&lt;br /&gt;we'll share the shelter of my singer bed;&lt;br /&gt;we'll share the same loom yeah! lalalalaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this lorf is this lorf is this lorf that im feeling&lt;br /&gt;is this lorf is this lorf is this lorf that im feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know wanna know wanna know nah!&lt;br /&gt;i got to know got to know got to know nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo yeah, so sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this love, Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-3982456647804422165?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3982456647804422165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3982456647804422165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3982456647804422165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3982456647804422165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/03/22-one-about-arr-is-ah-this-ah-lorf-ah.html' title='#22 - the one about arr.. is ah this ah lorf ah'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2150318697795423332</id><published>2008-02-29T01:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T01:17:18.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#21 - the one where pardon my game</title><content type='html'>i have the slightest idea to do something about what im doin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course  i aint doin it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for a revolution&lt;br /&gt;where the birds sings in the sky&lt;br /&gt;with the blue ants skipping by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh,&lt;br /&gt;all i do these days, is falling asleep after my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;* i realise, it's exactly 1 month after the last post. woo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2150318697795423332?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2150318697795423332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2150318697795423332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2150318697795423332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2150318697795423332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/02/21-one-where-pardon-my-game.html' title='#21 - the one where pardon my game'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-3829174161128738901</id><published>2008-01-29T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T14:46:46.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><title type='text'>#20 - the one i hate it most</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;im such a foolish soul &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;to believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;plunging in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;the side of err&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;carried the wrong facade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;with the wrong assumption&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;bringing my guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;round the garden, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;probably back...&lt;br /&gt;onto the bench i sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;such people of such front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;i need none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;forget my words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;i shall not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;sorry babes, i still hate it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;these little games we all played.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: verdana;"&gt;yet i love the trade we did shared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always in memory, dear &lt;s&gt;mates&lt;/s&gt; people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/23994394-3829174161128738901?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3829174161128738901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3829174161128738901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3829174161128738901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3829174161128738901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/01/20-one-i-hate-it-most.html' title='#20 - the one i hate it most'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4361778060966678293</id><published>2008-01-19T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T00:22:30.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#19 - the one i forgot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4361778060966678293?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4361778060966678293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4361778060966678293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4361778060966678293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4361778060966678293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/01/19-one-i-forgot.html' title='#19 - the one i forgot'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7972665263103340251</id><published>2008-01-10T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T02:52:32.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#18 - the one with negative vibe</title><content type='html'>im cooped.&lt;br /&gt;And i finally witness the outcome my wonderful ability of stressing over every anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost all sort of.. energy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe more than that, all the tiny significant.. gone. And it left people there hanging  and pondering. It got rather messed up too.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, how come i know what i will do is something i dont want to do, but still end up doing it and realise it with the immense disgust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music tracks are like small memory folders, you associate all the immediate emotion and remember that track as that. And when u're back with the same track, u reminisce and relive those emotions all over and over again. So what happened, when u lost this particular memory folder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;akfjdjvajdfijadifjadijf&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7972665263103340251?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7972665263103340251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7972665263103340251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7972665263103340251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7972665263103340251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2008/01/18-one-with-negative-vibe.html' title='#18 - the one with negative vibe'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5549346536424680812</id><published>2007-12-24T03:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T04:04:02.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#17 - the one about my sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/R26-rakKT0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OnROWTDwqRM/s1600-h/P1050190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/R26-rakKT0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OnROWTDwqRM/s320/P1050190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147261077205700418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably, i should start applying toner on my face so that i'll have a more pore-refined complexion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the weather  was pretty unpredictable, it was sunny one moment, cloudy the next, drizzle or sunny the next next moment. The mood-o-meter was fluctuating with the weather, well, thinking time will pass faster if business picks up just a little.&lt;br /&gt;Since, being on the floor was so uninteresting and the cashier counter doesnt need me, i bugged ken to allow me to punch out. He did agree to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the waiting of the 'Christmas party' start.. nothing's as interesting as gobbling down the piping hot pizzas. Basically while waiting, i was just floating around seeing where i can fits in for some small talks. Since no fixed place for me to hang around , it got me feeling lonesome, so i just hang around the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor jinhua kena sabo-ed by the males, drenched with dirty pool water. Sigh.. That's just how it works. It's always about some popularity contest. I never like my effort goes unappreciated, but what can i do. Tellllllllllll Meeeeeeeee. People jus rmb the bad u do, dont they? Maybe i shouldnt be a good employee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us jus need some attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, merry christmas.. oh merry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5549346536424680812?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5549346536424680812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5549346536424680812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5549346536424680812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5549346536424680812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/12/17-one-about-my-sunday.html' title='#17 - the one about my sunday'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/R26-rakKT0I/AAAAAAAAAQU/OnROWTDwqRM/s72-c/P1050190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-8253009019092992844</id><published>2007-12-20T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:17:46.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#16</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/a9-FPVmn4G"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/a9-FPVmn4G" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8253009019092992844?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8253009019092992844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8253009019092992844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8253009019092992844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8253009019092992844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/12/16.html' title='#16'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-1320226001592581817</id><published>2007-11-23T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:42:28.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#14 - the one stuck in reverse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im in love, are you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been typing out for the past 10 minutes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and backspacing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like what i got to say is really stupid and insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this queer feeling i got seems determine to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can only utter a fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wanna tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz we'll be at it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i thinking too deep, once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, i can do this&lt;br /&gt;way way better then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m chewatron&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1320226001592581817?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1320226001592581817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1320226001592581817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1320226001592581817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1320226001592581817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/11/14-one-stuck-in-reverse.html' title='#14 - the one stuck in reverse'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-8270923580189337383</id><published>2007-11-22T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T02:23:14.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#13 - the one with my birthday</title><content type='html'>It was the 19th, on the 21st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on last friday, the party was a success.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's nice enough to travel all the way to sengkang and walk to my humble flat.&lt;br /&gt;Guess the pizzas were fine for everyone, and they show my mum some support for the chicken wings and fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;The pleasant surprised were good, touching uh. Like all the best have come together. nice.&lt;br /&gt;Just that it have to end early since we were at such faraway location from everyone's home, plus stayover's not possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt rmb much, but mostly everyone's laughter ringing in my head, i was worrying about being a bad host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;birthday's filled with scheap sthrills, sexciting, sfunny and shappy shappenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bodyguard formation just cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;Tankew guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And probably thanks to friendster birthday reminder, i've recieved alot more birthday wishes then i deserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And erm... the stalk of flower i asked for still cheer and hype me up, till now. It will probably greet me several good mornings before it resigned to its fate.&lt;br /&gt;:)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;chewy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8270923580189337383?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8270923580189337383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8270923580189337383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8270923580189337383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8270923580189337383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/11/13-one-with-my-birthday.html' title='#13 - the one with my birthday'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4699165971973892580</id><published>2007-11-14T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T16:47:29.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#12 - the oen with very blue sky</title><content type='html'>i shower my afternoon stoning session with some different music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the end of weary blues from waitin' i got abit giddy. it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the smell of the room when granny stays in, basically the whole house smells different.&lt;br /&gt;i loike.&lt;br /&gt;and berry looks extremely extremely adorable today.&lt;br /&gt;i've yet bath n it looks to be a good hair day.&lt;br /&gt;the good weather add its goodness to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not u. it was so bad, that i was in the same spot jus as i was with you there, exactly. right. there.&lt;br /&gt;i meant, i missed you so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder why ppl dont reply my msg, when they're the very msg people.&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i realise i havent press 'send' haha&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stilll havent make up my mind, to continue to stone or liven up a bit.&lt;br /&gt;the house is still in the same disorder, when actually i got some action done. mmmm, what's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mika's tune so groovy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet elijah mus be gaming&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4699165971973892580?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4699165971973892580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4699165971973892580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4699165971973892580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4699165971973892580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/11/12-oen-with-very-blue-sky.html' title='#12 - the oen with very blue sky'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-494343086813158939</id><published>2007-11-13T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T18:58:21.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzmDQpC26HI/AAAAAAAAAPM/N-0grMne5Gc/s1600-h/P1050174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzmDQpC26HI/AAAAAAAAAPM/N-0grMne5Gc/s320/P1050174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132277572284377202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it jus feels slightly different this time&lt;br /&gt;a little bit of frustration, a little bit of helplessness;&lt;br /&gt;alot of humdrummmmmmmmmmm ba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored out over here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-494343086813158939?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/494343086813158939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=494343086813158939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/494343086813158939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/494343086813158939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/11/11.html' title='#11'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzmDQpC26HI/AAAAAAAAAPM/N-0grMne5Gc/s72-c/P1050174.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-3814707645937626613</id><published>2007-11-10T05:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T05:39:03.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#10 - the one with family talk</title><content type='html'>the family bond at the most unexpected time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all different kind of topic, and comments and acceptance level reaching another line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so interesting in this wee hours of the morning.&lt;br /&gt;so many taboo discussed, cheap thrills to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the night be as cool, for me as for u :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-3814707645937626613?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3814707645937626613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3814707645937626613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3814707645937626613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3814707645937626613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/11/10-one-with-family-talk.html' title='#10 - the one with family talk'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6982058219789704737</id><published>2007-11-07T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:32:04.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#9- the one where thou shall  not question, thou shall not ask.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlypBVaII/AAAAAAAAAO0/vW5YZH98VV8/s1600-h/P1050138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlypBVaII/AAAAAAAAAO0/vW5YZH98VV8/s320/P1050138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130134108719376514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome bad day. buffet spread definitely hype me up alot. at least the lunching company makes up for any displeasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlzJBVaJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B2P1vuNZcS4/s1600-h/P1050157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlzJBVaJI/AAAAAAAAAO8/B2P1vuNZcS4/s320/P1050157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130134117309311122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bad part was really, bad. desperation calls for desperate measures and sobbing really dont do much help but scares ownself out even more. but desperate measures brings in desperate help, which solve everything promptly. All within 4 hours.. lucky i.. lucky didnt.. lucky ah.. wah, really lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlzZBVaKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zVxz-Prp8xo/s1600-h/P1050174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlzZBVaKI/AAAAAAAAAPE/zVxz-Prp8xo/s320/P1050174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130134121604278434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look thru the faces and the pumping heart swell a little. the sweet face of yours is so distant. we had our fair share of fun, and now it's theirs.&lt;br /&gt;our talk about every anything was really nothing, but cheap.&lt;br /&gt;our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cringed inside everytime i say this out loud, "changes is always for the better". it's true, definitely. but im not really up for changes. it take away my familiarity and confidence itsy-bitsyly. and i hate the fact that i've change and we all do.&lt;br /&gt;but what i really agree on, "the only constant is changes". tsk. what's an irony, isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, it's once again our sensitive-unfolds-into-misunderstanding sort of affair. tsk. aint a cool lass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of all these, i miss the old us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what i got to know prepares me for the matters of the heart. dubiety of what he've got the say, but let's just leave it at that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;at least i know, i'll probably be just another passing memory. im nothing fancy nothing new, nothing impressive nothing of a big deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;everything still looks fresh and unexpected, i've got a granted wish from the cupid. weee :}}}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who i ask for presents..&lt;br /&gt;give me your time as that instead can?  a gathering will be really good. maybe something that dont cost money but your time and thoughts :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6982058219789704737?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6982058219789704737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6982058219789704737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6982058219789704737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6982058219789704737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/11/9-one-where-thou-shall-not-question.html' title='#9- the one where thou shall  not question, thou shall not ask.'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RzHlypBVaII/AAAAAAAAAO0/vW5YZH98VV8/s72-c/P1050138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-2530342870311219123</id><published>2007-10-30T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T16:11:41.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='read'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hoodlums'/><title type='text'>#9</title><content type='html'>this book, namely "twilight"&lt;br /&gt;got me into the crazy reading phase all over again. i didnt put down the book till about 4.30 am this morning, when i told myself it's really time to get some rest before i miss another day of school again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about this perfectly gorgeous beautiful vampire, Edward Cullen romancing this l mortal being, Isabella Swan. how far can they keep up? and their relationship's so much desired upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of so many birthday preparation, i get to hint my birthday present. hehe. i know it's abit shameless. hehe. but nyway, i asked for a leather bag, something roomy and nice enough to carry around.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i still prefer the good ol' fashion way of surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it'll be definitely be great to see all my friends around and have a mini party, i'm deprived of that since young and never really had one myself. it's always nice and full of envy to be attending friend's birthday party. But so far, it's been all fun and awesome. [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about birthday party, stella and milt's bbq celebration was way way more fun than i've expected. There were sufficient food, even leftovers. Guys were being helpful, taking turns to grilled food to edible extent. I guess the wholesaler idea was great, food was marinated and prepared and definitely proved to be more appetizing then it would be, if we were to do it ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was rather sick of chicken that i kept gorging myself with the potato with sour creme and downing the unwanted prawns. keep myself entertained and filled with all the digging and peeling. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part about the food was actually the ice-cream cake, oh man, awesome to the core. hehehe, it's just the affinity between the sweet-toothed and the cakes &amp;amp; such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they starting drinking excessively i think. lucily jin bo and hai bo was around, taking care of the drunk but undefeated ones. random people was looking out for them also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some parts like looking at tranny and girls talk were what filled up the night, interestingly insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are more parts to it, but i cant really piece it all up nicely already.&lt;br /&gt;but indeed, it was really a night where it's so fantastic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2530342870311219123?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2530342870311219123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2530342870311219123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2530342870311219123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2530342870311219123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/10/9.html' title='#9'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6142437594385824989</id><published>2007-10-22T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T23:02:23.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#8 - the one ends with oh wells</title><content type='html'>i have been forgetting things i'm suppose to be doing or i've said. anything about me saying.. i've forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i dont like this feeling of remembering i've actually forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my hp bill statement shows that i've got no outgoing calls for a MONTH. to think i survive on/with people's incoming call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got issues with the boyfriend thing..&lt;br /&gt;but it seems.... im not makin effort as well :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6142437594385824989?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6142437594385824989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6142437594385824989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6142437594385824989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6142437594385824989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/10/8-one-ends-with-oh-wells.html' title='#8 - the one ends with oh wells'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-1826115503404636992</id><published>2007-10-19T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T14:43:57.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#7</title><content type='html'>i started out my bad hair day waking up late, and contemplated about skipping school, again. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i have to come because i have successfully skip 2 lesson consecutively.. in the end, i fought off the temptation to go back to sleep till a later time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a dream, a rendezvous with this charming  and flirtatious fella. it's not a sweet dream, but at least i had a good sleep yesterday as compared to recent lousy nights, i guess the milk's working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;popeye later.. oh man, yummy shiz and fattening yikes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/23994394-1826115503404636992?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1826115503404636992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1826115503404636992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1826115503404636992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1826115503404636992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/10/7.html' title='#7'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-8756999421066015338</id><published>2007-10-19T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T01:18:53.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#6 - the one with yawning and midnight chats</title><content type='html'>i completed my PP due today. and it was much to my satisfaction that i did it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess that was the nicest thing that i've completed this day that took awhile to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.. my winning of tetris too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8756999421066015338?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8756999421066015338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8756999421066015338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8756999421066015338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8756999421066015338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/10/6-one-with-yawning-and-midnight-chats.html' title='#6 - the one with yawning and midnight chats'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4718098267535633197</id><published>2007-10-15T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T15:31:20.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#5 - the one where i update at a go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RxMU8Y5aXTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/A59SxSOMA_I/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RxMU8Y5aXTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/A59SxSOMA_I/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121460228958346546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i've got this post i been wanting to post, well, maybe when i sort the post out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been very tired recently, my late sleeping habit must have been the cause of this. therefore, most probably i will take this week to cleanse myself up. Going home straight after school and getting ready for bed by.. 10? yeap, and stella mention about swimming at her apartment's pool im looking forward to it!!! time for some healthy lifestyle isnt it? but the thing is i keep forgetting to drink water religiously and end up binge-drinking water. also, fruits! i cant include the habit of eating fruits, maybe for like a few days... then i'll go back to the non-fruits day. well, im thinking of ways to include exercise into the whole i-wanna-eat-n-be-healthy-lifestyle thing. It means i have to plan it on the days i wash my hair, the thing is well, if i wash my hair every single day, my hair will be very dry and awful you see.&lt;br /&gt;hehe... i got the whole time to think about these stuffs. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've missing out school for alot of times also, there's time when i really overslept and decide not to be there rather than be late, there's time where i stayed home to paint my room&lt;br /&gt;and now it jus reeks sat-tis-fat-tion! and the fact that i allowed to participate in the painting just soothe me in many ways =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. the aftereffect of berry's castration was bad, well maybe it's the per normal reaction of every dog.  he was rather groggy, didnt move very much and cried alot which sounds like whining to us. With that, he was granted all access to every room in the household, resting as and when and where he like. sissy was so heartbroken looking at him being in that manner, but now then berry's smiling and crushing into any object that's prospective of ruining his plastic head band she's all smiles  and relieved. other than that, he's treated very much alike to a baby, becoz of the head band he cant reach for water so we have to feed him water either with the syringe or the water dispenser. it'll be great to be hugging him after his disinfectant period. wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm.. and then the ben&amp;amp;jerry's treat was incredibly lovely =]&lt;br /&gt;there's many unknown factors around, and i really dont know what is it that's pulling me down.&lt;br /&gt;i love to have someone like that, but still, i cant help but to be skeptical. i cant threw it away. in some ways, keeping a positive outlook at it is difficult but then again, it's like worrying about he will suffocate from breathing which is to say, redundant isnt it? rmb, we're something different. just this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, life's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4718098267535633197?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4718098267535633197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4718098267535633197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4718098267535633197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4718098267535633197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/10/5-one-where-i-update-at-go.html' title='#5 - the one where i update at a go'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RxMU8Y5aXTI/AAAAAAAAAOs/A59SxSOMA_I/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-2681171857154336779</id><published>2007-09-27T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T20:59:08.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#4 the one where i dont know what to say</title><content type='html'>i've no issue about being alone, and it's definitely different from being lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going everywhere myself is not a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;and life made much peaceful like this&lt;br /&gt;because being lonely, is having no one there for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing now is, many things seems to be slipping away from me. Not like i gave it a try to hold it, but i guess i jus neglected it over the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that she and i seem to be like online friends only, where we rarely meet up, or maybe only those occasional bump-into. probably, in the midst of wanting to hang out with the rest, i chose to give up the chance/time where i can be spending time with her.&lt;br /&gt;it was my choice to make, and now i regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's people u know u wan.&lt;br /&gt;making new friends isnt exciting anymore. it's like, i dislike awkward silence between the new friend and i. those few seconds seems like few hours to pass, and it just feel awful when im just too tired to start a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz, with the close friends, silence are rather enjoyable, it's the company and presence of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe i shldnt make a big deal out of this. since all i need to get by in school, is essentially still there. and i jus hope it can get better.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, coming home feels so comfy and nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2681171857154336779?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2681171857154336779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2681171857154336779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2681171857154336779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2681171857154336779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/09/4-when-i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='#4 the one where i dont know what to say'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-8701435183721594122</id><published>2007-09-26T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T20:04:46.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#3</title><content type='html'>these few days i've been experiencing immense plain jealousy and being a such a major sensitive female, with an unexplainable force in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i've become increasingly selfish i guess? i cant seem to remember what my friends told me about their stuff, and i fail to follow up on them.  sigh. i would like to remember but it means i will have to remember whole lots of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can be more well-versed in english, which i will love to pen down many many lines expressing the exact emotion i've got to share. Describing every bit of my encounter intricately detailing them with the most touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the midst of being acquainted with the new classmate, i find it very tiring. i dont want to just msn xiao yuan online, i feel i've neglected her somewhere over the time. i dislike talking to wendy lim and faking my concern/expression for her. }:[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too many incomplete entries anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8701435183721594122?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8701435183721594122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8701435183721594122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8701435183721594122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8701435183721594122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/09/3.html' title='#3'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7790746830571490886</id><published>2007-09-14T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:08:46.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#2 - the one with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Ruok-0dr1SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EVVTgETpbmE/s1600-h/IMG_9585.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Ruok-0dr1SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EVVTgETpbmE/s320/IMG_9585.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109937388858889506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a slow and lazy day&lt;br /&gt;cold weather, stomach on the mattress and slow ballads playing in the backgrounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thought of cozy up with someone is running ever so freely, and then stoning the time away or indulge in some laughters. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i see it growing, everytime we laugh again after productive settlements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act of contradictory.&lt;br /&gt;is awfully disgusting, especially when u see urself committing it.&lt;br /&gt;"let's mean what we say, and let's say what we mean"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last official holidays-day. BUT, when sch reopen, it's gonna be a 4 day week for me. tralalalala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i wanna win the challenge on Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7790746830571490886?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7790746830571490886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7790746830571490886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7790746830571490886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7790746830571490886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/09/2-one-with-love.html' title='#2 - the one with love'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Ruok-0dr1SI/AAAAAAAAAOM/EVVTgETpbmE/s72-c/IMG_9585.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-7817930834403614993</id><published>2007-09-05T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T01:55:34.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#1</title><content type='html'>hello blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a day for irving's birthday celebration. there were many many cork ups, as in, we got busted by some of them and then we hv this lao cb uncle tip us off with the stupid lifeguard for bbq-ing then it was drizzling and not-drizzling (which dont matters anyway, hehe) so it wasnt things as plan! gosh, i have this thing with planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz, i feel screwed when i've plan sui sui and it turns out another which really defeats my purpose of planning. Like how i plan to buy ds lite then my paycheque got surname errors and and, william just.. oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as i was saying, birthday's celebration. it was at sentosa then bbq-ing at bukit purmei.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun, hahaha, and it's the company and people spending time together matters ba. It's like.. we make effort to come together.. wah wah wah.&lt;br /&gt;anyway..  this whole bbq-ing make me know some of the hoods better. in every kind of ways.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irving! =) happy birthday for the one more time.&lt;br /&gt;rmb my flying kiss to you ok?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we leave a cup of milo on the table for long, the particles will definitely settle down at the bottom of the glass. And as you stir it, the particles and the water entwined each other and once again fuses into this drink u name milo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this particular motion, is jus like how he affect me. everything anything.. he can stirred up my premixed emotions.  which i really still dont know how to handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be and not act like it.&lt;br /&gt;this feels so new. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7817930834403614993?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7817930834403614993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7817930834403614993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7817930834403614993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7817930834403614993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/09/1.html' title='#1'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6236783801590646511</id><published>2007-08-31T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T02:59:51.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#0</title><content type='html'>as i was msning syaq,&lt;br /&gt;i realise i've been abandoning my blog post for quite sometimes. reason being that, probably i blog when im to tired, leaving it unfinished and label as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;draft&lt;/span&gt;, either that im too distracted and give up at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, since it's e late night, online-shop-browsing's done, msn quietened down, no much distraction except berry's random intrusion. i think, why not chalk up one more entry before i go for the before-bed routine. well hopefully it dont end up ranting about william again, haha [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of things really start from within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have people loving you, you have to start loving yourself. appreciate yourself like how u wan other people appreciate you. [:&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to embark on this "soul-searching" journey. which means, i wanna disappear, from william, or at least someone i wan them to appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;the decision is to, ignore any smsn, phonecalls from the named.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of it, i succesfully manage purposely missed 1 sms and really missed 2.&lt;br /&gt;then.. i cave in the second day. weee~ pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;but no worry people. u can always start the appreciation workshop anytime anywher anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coolz. so what i need to do now, is starting to appreciate the home-cooked dinner which i've neglected over the last semester of sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i was in my disturbing and noisy mode, mummy say:"wah, been a long time since meimei entertain and accompany"&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. did i realise what a daughter i've been. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, look at what i wanna write and what i've type. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;u're losing your mojo chewy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6236783801590646511?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6236783801590646511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6236783801590646511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6236783801590646511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6236783801590646511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/08/0.html' title='#0'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4357650810646863546</id><published>2007-08-22T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T00:47:05.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired of the same fucking things</title><content type='html'>it gets tiring to try to be/act like a man sometimes, trying too hard i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's a level of limit to how much i can take it. this's really stupid, getting angry at things that're not happening. yes, this is. keep going at it like a circle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vann say im too sensitive, but arent girls sensitive in the first place? and why m i getting so guilty over that? afterall, im a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's jus like how syaq say, girls are troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;jus like how the earth spin and rotate on the orbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, why cant i jus open my fucking mouth and rmb what i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;truth to be told.. i dont even know whether we are of the same level. referring to, our viewpoint and belief sort of stuff..&lt;br /&gt;coz i see relationship as a commitment, u take time to talk to each other and try to cheer them up if they're sad. i will wan to tell him every little thing, in details. or maybe simple pinch on the face to show gesture of concern.  these are communication?&lt;br /&gt;or.. it's some sort of expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been suppressing alot of these expectations, but it's jus not working. im back to square one again.  and, i dont even know exactly why im upset and at this random time. i wont say im being ignored, take it as not being cared for enough.&lt;br /&gt;if only you do it because you wan to, and not because you think you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's jus nothing, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant make myself type anymore and publish it. i look forward to the next date you will ask of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4357650810646863546?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4357650810646863546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4357650810646863546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4357650810646863546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4357650810646863546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/08/tired-of-same-fucking-things.html' title='tired of the same fucking things'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5193413851939860145</id><published>2007-08-16T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T10:37:37.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mind run loose, slightly</title><content type='html'>i saw the amount of students walking in and the sky darkening minute by minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*evil grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if it start to rain, and very heavily kind.. these people will sure rush for the RPC directionn.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the thought of them scurrying in their drenched clothes thrills me. oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's jus some random thought which you wish it happen yet you wont want it to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5193413851939860145?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5193413851939860145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5193413851939860145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rrair5D-nnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jUR1Bt0Be-I/s1600-h/46030022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rrair5D-nnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jUR1Bt0Be-I/s320/46030022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095438903351877234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days, i encounter too many people. nice people, bad people, fake people, popular people, stupid people, superficial people and pretentious people and yaada, yada. I guess, it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to get all philosophical and talk about things like i know them very well, people always think they're thinking when they're jus re-arrangin their thoughts, anyhow, i rmb i read this somewhere across some blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"keep those, who keeps you close to their hearts."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it speak very much too me. there are people i still try to please, somehow, and i overlooked somethings. and i ignored those who i already pleased, always underlooking them. i was close to tears when i chatted with liwen yesterday, realising im too caught up with my things and neglected us over time, im guilty of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are the people of importance to me, time and effort i put in for them. i should pay less attention to myself, since i overdid it somehow. i forget, i should learnt the special quality in them since that is something im attracted to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wish im less sui bian, when it comes to decision. i've lost the stubborness in me somehow, cant place my finger to it as a good or bad thing. There will come this time, when u'll see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, i met this lady, ayu. Thanks for her, work was bearable in some ways. I mean, in the process of adapting to everything new u need some kind of support and she is it, yea, meatton is of course one. =]&lt;br /&gt;For now.. It's like the worst working experience, being the most physically and mentally exhausting activities, well, at least so far in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why do people like to make use of people's goodness. it makes evil the thing to be then. if i can wiser up and be more street smart, i can work it out. yet, badass kick ass when good man suck cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to overlook somethings, and be a graceful swan. but for some, we should still keep the leash tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll like the creature, all sticky and yakking. but he aint. oh wells, he's like a bonus, quit whining.&lt;br /&gt;the kinships are bonus..&lt;br /&gt;hoodlums is bonus, underground residents is bonus, liwen is bonus, xiao yuan is bonus..&lt;br /&gt;even the tips is bonus.&lt;br /&gt;because tips is bonus.. it'll be "if i have it.. i have it" but then, it contradict jus how i would apply it to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bonus&lt;/span&gt;.. mmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;People to life are like stars to the sky, we tinkle and shine, kaleidoscopically.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many Is, u saw tt?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4267009496129546537?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4267009496129546537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4267009496129546537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4267009496129546537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4267009496129546537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-coming-home.html' title='I&apos;m coming home'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rrair5D-nnI/AAAAAAAAAN0/jUR1Bt0Be-I/s72-c/46030022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-725512913485997063</id><published>2007-07-16T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T17:56:34.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wide screen universe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and so i sang my soul to happiness riding thru the darkness on the six wheeler coach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptAMC2TjgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ziqdk0RAoGw/s1600-h/panoroma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptAMC2TjgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ziqdk0RAoGw/s320/panoroma.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087730779712359938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 hours on coach, 2 hours of ferry and 36 hours of living redang. 58 hours of indulgence =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4cC2TjbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1i-TnYHgVQ8/s1600-h/combine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4cC2TjbI/AAAAAAAAAHs/1i-TnYHgVQ8/s320/combine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087722258497244594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived back home in a super holiday mood. i only briefly attended friday's lesson, which means simply i skipped a whole week worth of lessons. hee&lt;br /&gt;but with this whole missing school and being late of school, now im getting worried with how well i'll do for the modules. yet, i got this urge for me to skip school whenever, wherever.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; chewy, u better stop doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4di2TjeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lJoCEAWQJ_8/s1600-h/DSCN0100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4di2TjeI/AAAAAAAAAIE/lJoCEAWQJ_8/s320/DSCN0100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087722284267048418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in redang, i saw e horizon sprinkled with starry starry stars. with the chilled sand running in between my toes and as i lay there next to william i feel the romantic vibe getting to me. And so, i start to think about candlelight dinner and the so-into-each-other-gaze i often witnessed in the movies and drama. As i turn my head and look at him, oh, it's another thing, i totally forget william's such unromantic lover. But, it was good enough to have him there and our romantic attempts =] and im still wondering, but still proclaiming, i saw a shooting star?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4dC2TjdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bpvH4Kq0pD0/s1600-h/DSCN0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4dC2TjdI/AAAAAAAAAH8/bpvH4Kq0pD0/s320/DSCN0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087722275677113810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was a small fireworks display, it was rather sudden. We were actually puzzled with the sudden random booming,was it gunshot? shoot bird? ah, but it was my sis discovered the mystery of those loud noise. it was jus.. super awesome happiness pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4ci2TjcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pwp_d04a8Rk/s1600-h/resort.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4ci2TjcI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Pwp_d04a8Rk/s320/resort.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087722267087179202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the resort had this channel, dedicated to this &lt;a href="http://www.goldenharvest.com/summerholiday/"&gt;show&lt;/a&gt; 24/7 , so we watched the ending, the starting, the middle, the climax then finally we finished e show at one go. it was.. so not looking forward to the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4eC2TjfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Je9X8SDoFyg/s1600-h/P1030850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rps4eC2TjfI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Je9X8SDoFyg/s320/P1030850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087722292856983026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, we chilled by the beach, ogled at '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kapiak&lt;/span&gt;', and erm.. walk around the place ba.  This trip was rather disappointing because i missed the chance to soak up in the sea and do snorkelling, all thanks to irregular period striking at this most approriate time =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptAMy2TjhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/a2ZPWX6HFfg/s1600-h/P1030907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptAMy2TjhI/AAAAAAAAAIc/a2ZPWX6HFfg/s320/P1030907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087730792597261842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; but then the fact that i get to get to redang is a dream come true, thanks sis. as my sis and i watch the show years ago, we talked about visiting the beautiful island featured in the film. Look at where we jus came back from? =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptANS2TjiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KfxKNEhonGY/s1600-h/P1030951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptANS2TjiI/AAAAAAAAAIk/KfxKNEhonGY/s320/P1030951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087730801187196450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptANS2TjjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rEEhUwBfeo8/s1600-h/collage1edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptANS2TjjI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rEEhUwBfeo8/s320/collage1edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087730801187196466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chewy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-725512913485997063?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/725512913485997063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=725512913485997063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/725512913485997063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/725512913485997063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/07/wide-screen-universe.html' title='wide screen universe'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RptAMC2TjgI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Ziqdk0RAoGw/s72-c/panoroma.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-6991458626510177341</id><published>2007-07-08T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T15:13:19.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ooh oo yea~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RpCMxVgSJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Fow4HBfd9KE/s1600-h/P1010996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RpCMxVgSJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Fow4HBfd9KE/s320/P1010996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084718758515320402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now my excitement meter is increasing with every seconds and minutes passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was a countdown from weeks, to days now, to hours!&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'll share my excitement!!!&lt;br /&gt;so my sis passport had some problem, luckily everything were resolved in time.&lt;br /&gt;and then, i started packing the luggage, throwing in every tank top and nice little shorts, i realise i brought 9 tops 5 shorts for a 3D2N. so it means.. i need to wear at least 3 top per day when actually we're leaving for home on the third day.. so ya get the drift yea?&lt;br /&gt;so i cut down to 7 top, and im contemplating to bring my pillow there.&lt;br /&gt;now the fully packed luggage is sitting in the corner of my room, ready for set off.&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i should have packed all the stuff im suppose to, into it. woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. im really all set and ready, please no mood-spoilers now =]&lt;br /&gt;BUT LOOK AT THE WEATHER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6991458626510177341?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6991458626510177341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6991458626510177341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6991458626510177341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6991458626510177341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/07/ooh-oo-yea.html' title='ooh oo yea~'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RpCMxVgSJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Fow4HBfd9KE/s72-c/P1010996.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-79218670674184697</id><published>2007-07-01T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T00:00:55.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh love</title><content type='html'>to end off my nice little weekend, i bought mini apple strudel; had dinner at Bakerzinn (WHOOSH, expensive indulgence) and got myself two nifty hush puppies boxer/shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the train ride home with sis was sweet. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-79218670674184697?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/79218670674184697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=79218670674184697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/79218670674184697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/79218670674184697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-love.html' title='oh love'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-8552937893539461821</id><published>2007-07-01T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T13:34:39.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up in the early morn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Roc2aFgSJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/05CTrW5hV7w/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Roc2aFgSJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/05CTrW5hV7w/s320/DSC01028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082090526292977218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekend have been good till this minute(s).&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, window shopping with the wendys was fun. Haahaha, we've got every comments for anything, somemore it's those no-brainer kind. So it was very laugh-inducing. also, when i got home, nobody was around, been long since i have this luxury of having the whole to myself! i can blast the music, sit around do anything with no concern of whether i'll disturb anyone or anyone disturbing me.&lt;br /&gt;and then work was rather good for the fact that time passed fast and i met a pair of friendly japanese tourists.&lt;br /&gt;And then i got my pay..&lt;br /&gt;i had an afternoon bath, it felt different bathing in the afternoon. Coz i feel refreshed in the hot afternoon from the cold water splashing again my skin. Whoosh~ Now all clean and smelling nice&lt;br /&gt;And it's like the last weekend to the redang trip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im feeling all good and nice. i shall read/revise for my java test tomorrow =]&lt;br /&gt;have a nice week ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;chewy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8552937893539461821?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8552937893539461821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8552937893539461821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8552937893539461821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8552937893539461821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/07/waking-up-in-early-morn.html' title='waking up in the early morn'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Roc2aFgSJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/05CTrW5hV7w/s72-c/DSC01028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-7071344141030430196</id><published>2007-06-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T21:39:09.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are everyone's baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RoJm8VgSJjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/A3gjiyG3XlI/s1600-h/Picture+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RoJm8VgSJjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/A3gjiyG3XlI/s320/Picture+090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080736516378076722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess everyone's a big/overgrown baby. coz, every time we seek for comfort and security in the arms of others. look for affirmation from others and learning from it everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we learn, learn to counter attack learn to fight off and learn to get up after every fall. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how cliche&lt;/span&gt;. but somehow, it works the best.&lt;br /&gt;but, i bet there are suave babies out there. well, in some ways i see that they've grow out of this phase im caught up in. it's like an extra or bonus to be suave babies. but being a baby is already something to be very content about, as it means that there's someone caring about u =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, im trying hard to be a suave girlfriend.  jus give me what im deprived of, can i? i'll let you on it in the mean time&lt;br /&gt;and thou shall not abuse &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'love'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like you sexy, yes i do i do i yes i do i do i dooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7071344141030430196?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7071344141030430196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7071344141030430196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7071344141030430196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7071344141030430196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/we-are-everyones-baby.html' title='we are everyone&apos;s baby'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RoJm8VgSJjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/A3gjiyG3XlI/s72-c/Picture+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-6327577991402056169</id><published>2007-06-21T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T01:34:32.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Can I Do, The Corrs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rnlk2uwUkzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/v31HPZJN5UE/s1600-h/Picture+052edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rnlk2uwUkzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/v31HPZJN5UE/s200/Picture+052edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078200946263364402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I haven't slept at all in days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since we've talked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have been here many times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what I'm doing wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What can I do to make you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to make you feel this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to get you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's only so much I can take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just got to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And who knows I might feel better, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't try and I don't hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to make you feel this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to get you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more waiting, no more, aching&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fighting, no more, trying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there's nothing more to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in a funny way I'm calm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the power is not mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going to let it fly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What can I do to make you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I say to make you feel this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to get you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to make you care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I change to make you feel this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do to get you there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And love me...love me....love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6327577991402056169?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6327577991402056169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6327577991402056169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6327577991402056169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6327577991402056169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/what-can-i-do-corrs.html' title='What Can I Do, The Corrs'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rnlk2uwUkzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/v31HPZJN5UE/s72-c/Picture+052edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-5870397364335745783</id><published>2007-06-16T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:22:46.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnOBD-wUkVI/AAAAAAAAACU/dGCKSbOOt7I/s1600-h/P1030176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnOBD-wUkVI/AAAAAAAAACU/dGCKSbOOt7I/s400/P1030176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076543110361944402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh. i jus feel really stupid. i mean, i jus... YAYAYYAYA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5870397364335745783?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5870397364335745783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5870397364335745783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5870397364335745783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5870397364335745783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-stupid.html' title='im stupid'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnOBD-wUkVI/AAAAAAAAACU/dGCKSbOOt7I/s72-c/P1030176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-8010875496900001558</id><published>2007-06-14T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T05:00:25.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paranoia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toment-antics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotional'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleepless'/><title type='text'>asphyxiating</title><content type='html'>look.. i shld be snoozing away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but bcoz i've doing all the uncalled-for. each scenario gets scarier. this's the part of me where i myself is afraid of. it rob me of my time, my ability to think normally; to smile, to sleep. i dont want it to rob me of william. and it drain me of my energy and liquids. and then.. the mind's warped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)'=&lt;br /&gt;)'=&lt;br /&gt;)'=&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;xin qin gen ben don bu yu kuai, xin li zi xiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnBZO-wUkUI/AAAAAAAAACM/egPxtANYqTU/s1600-h/collagetainted.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnBZO-wUkUI/AAAAAAAAACM/egPxtANYqTU/s200/collagetainted.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075654893945262402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt; zh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;e zui chao de.. jue de ta gen ben bu xi huan wo zi lei de shi qing. yi zhi ren wei ta hai xi huan zhe qian nu you, he leonard shi zhe yang... xian zai he ta ye shi zhe yang, dao di shi zhen yang??? nan dap.. zi zhi yi tian xing xin dou mei you ma? ze zhong gan jue chao tou le. yi zhi jue de.. wo men jiu zhe yang le. hao ke ba, zhen de. jiu ying wei insecure ma? ta ben lai jiu shi zhe yang de ma? hai shi wo guo yu chao xing le. zhong zhong de ke neng xin xia huai le wo, ni men hui shuo wo xiang tai dou, ke shi.. zhe de shi xiang tai duo ma? ru guo rang ni jian jian wo jie chu de qing xing ni hai hui zhe yang shuo ma? xie xia zhe yii qie yo yong ma. kao shu wo...&lt;br /&gt;zai yi qi jian shi zhe yang.. zai yi qi hou ye shi zhe yang, chu le qing mi.. u kao shu wo, you fen bie ma?&lt;br /&gt;xian zai, gan jue hao yu zi oh. gen ben bu xiang wo zhi zi zhen de.&lt;br /&gt;you xie shi qing ye bu fang bian rang da jia zhi dao, bi jing, wo men dou chang zai yi qi, bie rang you guai guai de gan jue chan she although wo bu qing chu hui bu hui you. jiu hao bi wo bu yao make ta look bad jiu dui le la. wo bu pa si qu ta.. xie bi wo ye confess to him le. wo zhen de xi wang duan lian qing can work out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very scary now being myverytrueself, for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;can something occupy my mind lot instead of allowing it to be warped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is totally such a random emotional time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there isnt much to make out of this entry except im thinking of all the worst-case scenario kinda thing. or either that, im displaying the full force sensitive side of me. HORRIFYING, i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Come up to meet you, Tell you I’m sorry, You don’t know how lovely you are&lt;br /&gt;I had to find you, Tell you I need you, Tell you I set you apart&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your secrets, And ask me your questions, Aww let’s go back to the start"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8010875496900001558?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8010875496900001558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8010875496900001558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8010875496900001558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8010875496900001558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/asphyxiating.html' title='asphyxiating'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnBZO-wUkUI/AAAAAAAAACM/egPxtANYqTU/s72-c/collagetainted.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-1280432950523185172</id><published>2007-06-14T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T01:29:50.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk about saying hi</title><content type='html'>i like, to greet friends i bump into along the streets or anywhere else. much preferably acquaintance,  most of the time they smile and respond responsively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if bumping into people and needing them to greet reluctantly.. i rather not. especially people whom i use to have a great time with. i rather them become the imaginary friends..  coz in mind, they're the people i once treasured very much.. these things are often preserved in mint condition till they ruined it, with a reluctant hello or even effortless greetings. i dont know why it affect me like this, maybe im no longer part of the piece they treasure or miss. But really.. i miss them somehow. i hope they too&lt;br /&gt;they're people i've lost contact with over the years. maybe at my younger days.. i lost the effort to keep in touch, or maybe we've our new life to be caught up with or even we're jus not longer each other's 'sisters-or-whatever'. i still love these people's smile, it's ever-heartwarming coz u'll never find lovely people like them again as we grow up. =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course ther're people i wouldnt wan to bump into. like 'use-to-enemy' or supposingly crush, coz it's always im in my worse state, and there's this need in me to prove to them that im DOING WELL BETTER WITHOUT THEM IN MY LIFE. i know they dont give damn about me anymore, this's like the only way i know i can get back to them, at least to me uh. The need to appear good and the 'im-happier-than-u-look' to them is in me, i like to masquerade infront of such people, coz i know i not at the confident-confidence level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there're people i want to bump into, coz contacts with them are cut off unwillingly. i cant deny one of them is chris.. i always thought i saw her along the streets. and yes, alicia, i miss u alot alot, im all grown up now, we can go pool we can go club we can go drink as long u bring me along with u. ='( jus dont leave me out again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gets to me today. like how i wanna exterminate the whole ants society.&lt;br /&gt;nobody will ever suspect, i'll jus explain i jus yawned and im really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnApcuwUkTI/AAAAAAAAACE/g3hp_YC1Tf4/s1600-h/black.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnApcuwUkTI/AAAAAAAAACE/g3hp_YC1Tf4/s200/black.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075602353610330418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1280432950523185172?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1280432950523185172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1280432950523185172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1280432950523185172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1280432950523185172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/talk-about-saying-hi.html' title='talk about saying hi'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RnApcuwUkTI/AAAAAAAAACE/g3hp_YC1Tf4/s72-c/black.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-4569151279106694244</id><published>2007-06-12T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:26:08.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive and dont forget</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rm2O3uwUkSI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bsNcENSF2Vg/s1600-h/P1030176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rm2O3uwUkSI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bsNcENSF2Vg/s320/P1030176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074869443211071778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was particularly strange for one of my secondary sch mate to msn me; fit zai. what he wanted was actually a meet up with the favourite teacher, mrs lee. aww.. i do miss her. anyway, the conversation then drifted to the people to join for the meet-up. following.. he talk bout a small meet-up within the class.. asking along the paris&amp;nicole&lt;3 of the class, who created the life-changing point of my life. tankew very much actually, :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course, i decline politely, stating that we werent close and it would be awkward if we were to hang out.  i was entirely truthful with the reason, in addition, it will be shame on me to try and get 'on-terms' with them isnt it? well, i guess i talked about the encounters over and over again, countless times, and totally grew out of the phase where i want them died and being friendless forever, so i stop harping on it and talking about it(torment antics) altogether. i guess i've forgiven them, (read: Forgiveness bears no hatred to the mind) but i remember this.. forgive but never forget what they did to u =) therefore, enough said!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this's like really rare for i went out with my sis the second time in a year! and we booked and paid the deposit for the redang trip~ 热浪岛, 唉呀呀～awaiting for the confirmation *cross finger&lt;br /&gt;and, and, i had 3 servings of ice cream today. totally cool. coz i finally taste the hokkaido ice cream! but then.. the cone aint appetizing, totally bring down the whole experience. well, what can i say more for a good day out? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;chewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4569151279106694244?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4569151279106694244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4569151279106694244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4569151279106694244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4569151279106694244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/forgive-and-dont-forget.html' title='forgive and dont forget'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rm2O3uwUkSI/AAAAAAAAAB8/bsNcENSF2Vg/s72-c/P1030176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-2940005926085830410</id><published>2007-06-07T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T07:58:59.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i love the..smell on you</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RmdFtewUkPI/AAAAAAAAABk/oBWUENicCKw/s1600-h/P1020168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RmdFtewUkPI/AAAAAAAAABk/oBWUENicCKw/s200/P1020168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073100152908321010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RmdJI-wUkRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JdVQ-7bSuPI/s1600-h/P1020113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RmdJI-wUkRI/AAAAAAAAAB0/JdVQ-7bSuPI/s200/P1020113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073103923889606930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i claim i dont like waiting, but i've been doing that alot more than you. I waited though i disliked. yet, this wait i'd gone thru brought me smiles and more smiles, probably more to come =)&lt;br /&gt;uhmm.. now i find something amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i wore 'in-the-name-of-vainity' shoe despite the ache and blister, with that; dating and clubbing off i went. i still thread home with tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's jus whether i would like to contd enduring these hitches-i-deemed. yes i will, and i cross my fingers, or i may be&lt;br /&gt;you people, do it too. well, treat it like an exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S; i gonna go private with my blog. so.. dont fret if you cant access this url anymore. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2940005926085830410?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2940005926085830410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2940005926085830410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2940005926085830410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2940005926085830410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-i-love-thesmell-on-you.html' title='and i love the..smell on you'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RmdFtewUkPI/AAAAAAAAABk/oBWUENicCKw/s72-c/P1020168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-8047711849062297444</id><published>2007-05-31T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T23:57:59.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'>treasure chest</title><content type='html'>i found a personalized facial/beauty consultant, presenting to you, Ms Hong Xiao Yuan;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rl7wNMcyEYI/AAAAAAAAABM/L2VYxdo6clE/s1600-h/facial.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rl7wNMcyEYI/AAAAAAAAABM/L2VYxdo6clE/s400/facial.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070754339936670082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8047711849062297444?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8047711849062297444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8047711849062297444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8047711849062297444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8047711849062297444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/05/treasure-chest.html' title='treasure chest'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rl7wNMcyEYI/AAAAAAAAABM/L2VYxdo6clE/s72-c/facial.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-8456839664749287092</id><published>2007-05-31T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T13:42:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huat ah&lt;/span&gt;! the afternoon of public holiday jus smell so different~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it signify the approaching holiday~ or maybe rain at a later time -.-&lt;br /&gt;so my grades have on a average scale, at least it proves that my work is affecting my grades. hehe&lt;br /&gt;well, i saw alot of pretty earrings at liang court ytd! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it i wanna get it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're like the ones i always want! plus got discount. swee ah~&lt;br /&gt;so erm, i been having weird dreams the past few days. like very SCARY, RANDOM, FREAKY yes.. rojak dokk.  thus, i decide to drop by the temple at waterloo street ther, the guan yin temple to do the divination lot thingy.&lt;br /&gt;yea, so anyone to bugis next tues? gotham~~&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as our hands intertwined ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;down the street we cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we talk bout the trip to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wander in the lush green land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sneakily lurking in the shadows........&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/23994394-8456839664749287092?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8456839664749287092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8456839664749287092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8456839664749287092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8456839664749287092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/05/huat-ah-afternoon-of-public-holiday-jus.html' title=''/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5359563581191256419</id><published>2007-05-17T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:13:26.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only one who knows</title><content type='html'>when things slip away slowly, you get to see it but dont feel it. Coz it was so gradual so it'll be like you knew it kinda thing, and u've come to understand it. Jus like running ur hand thru a pile of sand. and so many times you've come across these, you know the game pretty well, guarded against the obvious, safe from the hands of sorrows. they like to say it's a sad fact, i couldnt agree more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much about-me post in this blog.. i ought to open up and be more worldly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jus one more.. heee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish im more determine and be passion of something. liwen mention about having a goal in life, knowing what to do and pursuing it. what's with my 3-minute hotness (三分钟热度).. 好像很pathetic似的. i need a definite input in something. maybe like bakery? but i always become hesistant when i think about the cost, and the failures and numerous attempts to go through to achieve that yummilicous slice. dayumn.. im sucha loser. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i guess i need to sort out my life too. and liwen's like so true：“there is no formula to solve it.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5359563581191256419?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5359563581191256419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5359563581191256419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5359563581191256419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5359563581191256419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-cant-wait-to-be-your-man.html' title='only one who knows'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2291192582401793337</id><published>2007-05-13T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T04:03:38.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good morning foetus</title><content type='html'>aloha polapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amount of thoughts exceed the capacity of mind, one become restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the super models wow-ed me. what were they thinking when they saw me checking them out?&lt;br /&gt;how about the smiles? sneer; belittling or simply friendly gestures? it sums up how the working hours was like. mmm.. and i have this tendency of trying to outcool those 'cool peeps' and end up looking stupid. another tell-tale of insecurities? ok, maybe pump up those self-esteem and confidence, to another level. and, if i meet one of those people i label them as 'cool' and i really mean it, as in, in terms of their talents or their doing. Say for this designer, or photographer or this female drummer, i'll be too awed to speak coherently. Maybe this 'admiration' for them stop me from functioning as per norm. Or they could be celebrity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping is a major factor contributing to ur intelligence; beauty and functioning ability. when u're lacking in sleep, you lack in these three mentioned. example? me! not to look pathetic or hardworking.. but working and going out are jus excuses for sleeping late. i think.. maybe i jus wan to sleep late. or it could be like.. my mind works against what i want to. u get it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it lead to major problem being in class on time. which im slap with Cs since for almost every lesson since sch start... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yawns boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what thus need to be call forth, time management (which im suppose to when i get my organizer) and also a new and boring acitivity, weight management. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) let's see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2291192582401793337?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2291192582401793337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2291192582401793337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2291192582401793337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2291192582401793337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-morning-foetus.html' title='good morning foetus'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6547323946310926378</id><published>2007-05-05T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:30:46.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>qwerty poiuy okm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minutes hand unveiled the morning sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brought along my tired mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sway to the city beats in a quickened pace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;isolate the crowds with my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6547323946310926378?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6547323946310926378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6547323946310926378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6547323946310926378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6547323946310926378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/05/qwerty-poiuy-okm.html' title='qwerty poiuy okm'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2474906045220812312</id><published>2007-05-02T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:58:22.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be a meanie</title><content type='html'>watanabe,&lt;br /&gt;these new classmates of mine are the sugar and spice, everything so nice. friendly, fun-loving well.. it seems that it's only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the pretext&lt;/span&gt;, yes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the pretext&lt;/span&gt;. let's jus say for all that i know, not what you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have problem with people being nice to me and giving me a bad peer evaluation behind that nice-ness. i say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;. And when i'm able to do contribute, all smiles and grin, apologizing for the lack of contribution and what's not. Not only looking for help and explaining, i pass the presentation of the main idea to you, even helping with the resources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should stop being nice and be judgenmental.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, dont forget being selfish also, tt's the way for PBL, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for this module for this team&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;being nice to people like you people make me a fool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, im gonna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bite&lt;/span&gt; real hard. for fuck sake, i dont know how... but let's jus see ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;chao cheekeng&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/23994394-2474906045220812312?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2474906045220812312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2474906045220812312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2474906045220812312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2474906045220812312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/05/be-meanie.html' title='be a meanie'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7860922056593235198</id><published>2007-04-30T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T12:51:18.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>断点</title><content type='html'>been long since the last time we sang together, at kbox/partyworld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chrissy.. i do miss your presence. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT.. &lt;/span&gt;it's jus i miss your presence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7860922056593235198?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7860922056593235198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7860922056593235198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7860922056593235198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7860922056593235198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post_30.html' title='断点'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2851063162120848570</id><published>2007-04-26T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T01:57:38.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it's about you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;if this's the way he is, i guess there's no other way. it dont worth jeopardizing something i like so much for.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;personal interest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, at least that's how i see it. let it be like this, what i can do is refrain from reading into anything anywhere too much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;actually, you look at it this way.. it's actually nothing a big deal. it's just a bond just like you have with everyone yet this one it's just mothen the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i like him for being like this, so what's with being so uptight how things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;? dating shouldnt be how it should be ba, what counts is that.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;it is how it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;, no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;? let's just say.. just take it like i use to be, enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2851063162120848570?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2851063162120848570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2851063162120848570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2851063162120848570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2851063162120848570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-its-about-you.html' title='when it&apos;s about you'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-225311931289725422</id><published>2007-04-24T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T15:19:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like..</title><content type='html'>this i totally different from what i thought it was.. i wasnt seeing this when i saw it, like.. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like missing people in this manner.  im becoming boring with all these talk... like really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-225311931289725422?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/225311931289725422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=225311931289725422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/225311931289725422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/225311931289725422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/04/like.html' title='like..'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5686683703044976749</id><published>2007-04-14T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T02:54:20.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mary on the ground with love</title><content type='html'>it was mouldy shoe day. and i miss the comfort fit badly.. to the salon i went; a new streak was dyed, red it is. and im feel uber rad-ish now. ROARR.&lt;br /&gt;then i realise.. the acount balance dont balance with what i've got to accomplish. BUT, i've scratch several to-do's off the list already! so it's one big accomplishment already! so rewards for that~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with saturday and sunday past, it'll be school once again. then having to work on sat.. led me to picture this in my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rh_Pu8lbB2I/AAAAAAAAABE/V1PVYxuB0-c/s1600-h/dropby.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rh_Pu8lbB2I/AAAAAAAAABE/V1PVYxuB0-c/s400/dropby.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052985712377005922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt's this invisible force pushing.. maybe it's this negativa aura that surrounds us, now that i give more thought bout it.. of course it'll get to me more easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's fry our brain ladies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5686683703044976749?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5686683703044976749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5686683703044976749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5686683703044976749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5686683703044976749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/04/mary-on-ground-with-love.html' title='mary on the ground with love'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/Rh_Pu8lbB2I/AAAAAAAAABE/V1PVYxuB0-c/s72-c/dropby.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-3467044764259685188</id><published>2007-04-10T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T02:08:01.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>this night i took a longer route home.&lt;br /&gt;and the familiar faces i saw make it seems like secondary's school life was jus yesterday.. but no one was in the mood to celebrate this reunion.&lt;br /&gt;what gather us wasnt good news and the vibe it gave out were all cold and isolation and of course the usual sorrows and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been here the second time. when facts are here to stay yet denial wont go away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear meiyan, do rest in peace. u'd lightened up someone's day with ur charming smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school start in 5 more days. im thrilled yet not ready for it, i mind-checked and it looks like hectic schedule im down with. and i've yet get my organizer.. maybe the whole damn pay.. then the list of things i need to get jus add up. i was referring to the broke leather strap and what bout the 30$ khaki jean i saw today? and and.. i still wanna get those japanese prints &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clik klak&lt;/span&gt; purse. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need a hideout. spread the love yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-3467044764259685188?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3467044764259685188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3467044764259685188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3467044764259685188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3467044764259685188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5621373636136035358</id><published>2007-04-08T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T14:29:39.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insecurities</title><content type='html'>If im not strong enough for it.. it will jus overwhelm and eat me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's jus thin line i'll be threading on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5621373636136035358?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5621373636136035358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5621373636136035358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5621373636136035358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5621373636136035358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/04/insecurities.html' title='insecurities'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-1103283065211279290</id><published>2007-03-22T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T18:04:58.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>greet the soul within</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RgJODE2MngI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DqSAW9H0MME/s1600-h/P1020386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RgJODE2MngI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DqSAW9H0MME/s320/P1020386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044680347356012034" 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;another night of clubbin brings new realisation. i enjoyed girlfriends' company nonetheless :) and we got to know each other again like never before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;before&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; after&lt;/span&gt; times are much more well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i was on the train home. the whole stretch of cabin was filled with people wearing that familiar uniform, carrying the backpacks n in slumber. i then reminiscenced the times where i wash my hair everyday and make sure the centre partying is of accuracy; where i dragged my droopy eyes open to cross the street for school; where i greet my familiar schoolmates. now, it seems like yesterday nia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these humans; dont know how envious i am of them. yet, probably what they yearn for is what im precisely fretting over bout it now. it's always this case, we like to focus what's isnt there than rather what's there, dont we? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like me la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and look at the beautiful sky each day have for us, all the male and female species that passes me by hurriedly probably never/rarely bothers to take note of such magnificent sight. i never want to fasten my pace; what if i lost this pace of mine and never regain it back? thus missing out such beauty, then i stand to lose out such intimate moment with myself in such inexpressibly surroundings. as i looked at the golden clouds i witnessed and the emotions that swelled up within me..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; awwww.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;the lrt ride itself along the track; sitting myself nxt to its window, i caught a glimpse of the sun jus stretching its rays over the clouds in the background of the peaceful apartments and the glistering beam from the beneath traffic... it sooth and stirred up everything within. i wish for more of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1103283065211279290?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1103283065211279290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1103283065211279290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1103283065211279290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1103283065211279290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/03/greet-soul-within.html' title='greet the soul within'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RgJODE2MngI/AAAAAAAAAAs/DqSAW9H0MME/s72-c/P1020386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-3268875458486780739</id><published>2007-03-21T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T03:11:24.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello folks</title><content type='html'>have u read and watch a story/film before? which means you read bout this film word by word and watch the novel in motion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted to read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memoirs of Geisha&lt;/span&gt; way before the film's out in the theatre. That's bcoz of Chris actually recommend me the book long long time ago, but being occupied with the preparation of O's and all the outing with them, i was of course not making the effort to hunt for the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the period where every copy of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Memoirs of Geisha&lt;/span&gt; in the NLB are on loan.. nyway, now that i've got my hands and eyes on this book. i must say.. it's totally awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the nitty-witty description the author,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; arthur&lt;/span&gt; have to write.. is really impressive. really, it's amazingly astonishly awesome to the core. those words turns me wordless to describe them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the thing tt bothers me is that.. as im reading.. i tend to be guided by the words in the books and imagined the whole scenario out of my own will. BUT, having watched the movie before reading, i see myself making reference to the scenes from the movie as i proceed with the story line. and it kind of turn me off not fully able to enjoy the lavish of the beautiful sentences Arthur have carved. the movie is really incomparable to what the book have got to offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really.. if you've got the time to spare, it makes a gd afternoon read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-3268875458486780739?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3268875458486780739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3268875458486780739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3268875458486780739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3268875458486780739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-folks.html' title='hello folks'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-3114137863830492982</id><published>2007-03-19T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:40:03.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh?</title><content type='html'>previously the road lamps shone thru the darkness brightly; unlike tonight's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was already humid during the evening, but it jus bothers me how come it's misty in sengkang? nostalgic vibe given out.&lt;br /&gt;the night seem more dimly illuminated then the usual, it slow my pace down and i indugle in such isolation. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;several cars zooming by; green lights flashin; scattered humaniods in the area..&lt;/span&gt; walking home tonight was rather heavy.. but working was such a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep a lookout for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;such&lt;/span&gt; side effects.. of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;i cross the street; say hello; smile and wink; wave goodbye....... all in daze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-3114137863830492982?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3114137863830492982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3114137863830492982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3114137863830492982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3114137863830492982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh.html' title='oh?'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-3988054353213028493</id><published>2007-03-17T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T00:51:01.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 a.m, the clouds at it's best</title><content type='html'>as i look out of the LRT i was in.. the cloud was jus spreaded out nicely like how i do the jam on my bread. it made me feel so small transiting in that movable cabin as compare to the moving clouds in that vast dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ride home was me scribbling into that rad frankestein notebook; haaha and all i got into it was me being a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poet wannabe.&lt;/span&gt;. alas it send me spiraling into several minutes of negative moments. and i thought bout this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us, seek the agreement/opinons/stand/view (or whatever floats your boat) of someone we trust; of what we're concerned with. i dont know how people goes bout it, but to me its been rather important and consistent. i look at the watch then the traffic light. i seek freedom for my boxed-up mind. i've got dirty little secrets that holds my head high nowhere.. but really.. who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at this, all made up from the complexity of humanity; which explains.. simplicity's fatal. i lust after this fella's breath.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-3988054353213028493?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/3988054353213028493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=3988054353213028493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3988054353213028493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/3988054353213028493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/03/10-am-clouds-at-its-best.html' title='10 a.m, the clouds at it&apos;s best'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4524438691676488807</id><published>2007-03-08T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:41:44.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ü</title><content type='html'>hellow sweet when i looks at it, it's practically sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;sweetness totally savoured. yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im askin this to be for real. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yes yes it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it slow i will.. i wanna keep for long :)&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome wednesday&lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;sweet afternoon&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;great-girl's night out&lt;/span&gt; once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually.. the chill-out, cam-whoring and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pubbing&lt;/span&gt; lagi best :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4524438691676488807?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4524438691676488807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4524438691676488807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4524438691676488807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4524438691676488807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title='Ü'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5525851427176932655</id><published>2007-03-02T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T01:34:05.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the calamaris get evil</title><content type='html'>how was ur day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant slp in today; it was really a nice weather to snuggle up in the bed.. so it was like so cool it didnt make me wan to do the dishes or get into contact with the water, even the tap was giving off the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cold &lt;/span&gt;vibe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i was fretting over the doin of the evil calamaris.. i have like 4 prominent mark spread over my face :(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; how to go out like that? very hideous ley.. nxt week still got a night out how to look nice nice? it wont recover by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is nice complexion. is every 18 girl goin 19 experience such excessive popping of blackwhite heads? siansation. anyway.. i think im not going to proclaim to many things i wanna do.. somehow i cant get all to-dos ticked.. if not in the end i dissappoint myself at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish irving all the best and myself too. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;saturday it will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5525851427176932655?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5525851427176932655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5525851427176932655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5525851427176932655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5525851427176932655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-calamaris-get-evil.html' title='when the calamaris get evil'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-4871594305170945173</id><published>2007-02-24T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:50:16.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turn on the stereo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/ReAjolx4UEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Z078Yo2bPNA/s1600-h/P1020280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/ReAjolx4UEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Z078Yo2bPNA/s320/P1020280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035063563643277378" 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;when it's a saturday evening. sit by the window and look at that sight.. awww..what a nice way to spend time by yourself. i have the whole house to myself somemore.. no wait, is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ourselves&lt;/span&gt; i mean, tt is incl. berry uh.&lt;br /&gt;oh.. i miss those lasses and lads. ok, i'll be down at the fairprice, consider what shld i add into my porridge. text me some misses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4871594305170945173?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4871594305170945173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4871594305170945173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4871594305170945173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4871594305170945173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/02/turn-on-stereo.html' title='turn on the stereo..'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/ReAjolx4UEI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Z078Yo2bPNA/s72-c/P1020280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-1063258790326398494</id><published>2007-02-24T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T02:57:37.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday's</title><content type='html'>horight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had a theme-outing with the underground residents. yummy, they're such sweet lass. anyway, the them being 'lady'. i decide to don on my dress, wore heels and carry the lil handbag. i felt i was overdoing it, but come on.. girls have every reason to dress up. but i reckon girls need no reasons to dress up since.. girl being girls. heehe. but seriously, i feel rather poise to be heeling away minus away the occasional &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vision-valley&lt;/span&gt; peekaboo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAAHAAHAA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dayammmnn..&lt;br /&gt; well, playin UNO outside FEP's the deal. It was like simply awesome la. Laughing and fighting over all the draw 2 draw four cards was like so amusing, then pat  krab &amp;  gary was looking out for nu skool dudes, YES the DARE!!  ahahaha... wait and a neoprint of us =] ish ish ish anyway, the UNO playing got me into some frenzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again at shelter... i got leonard and william to play the board games uh. hahahaha, well, snake&amp;ladder was rather long-winded. but.. fly aeroplane chess was like SO exciting can? HAHAHA, i cant help but to scream in delight when i can kick one of those chips back &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;. or having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my chips&lt;/span&gt; getting &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kicked&lt;/span&gt; lalallala~ it's so thrilling and enriching i guess. really. ah yes and removing vann's ear stud &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arghhhhh!&lt;/span&gt; so thrilciting. oh yes.. and the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;black condom&lt;/span&gt; joke. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;seems like one of the best day out.. look, maybe one of the best night at shelter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really wanna get some money rollin in. keeping my fingerd crossed for my job training! vann and i are soon-to-be-colleagues-and-friends. so cool. first time to actually job hunt with close friends and gettin the response~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy, 's so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;oh yes.. and i've got a confession to make :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1063258790326398494?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1063258790326398494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1063258790326398494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1063258790326398494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1063258790326398494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/02/fridays.html' title='friday&apos;s'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-7487443776241177846</id><published>2007-02-16T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:54:28.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loser</title><content type='html'>i will cry if u throw my blanket away, mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont say that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-7487443776241177846?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/7487443776241177846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=7487443776241177846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7487443776241177846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/7487443776241177846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/02/loser.html' title='loser'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-39616084611627372</id><published>2007-02-01T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T00:40:02.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as the night unfurls..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, up above the bustling crowd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the full moon look about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with fickle stars twinkling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;splendour of night&lt;br /&gt;ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a beautiful sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bring your pace to a halt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thus immense yourself in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-39616084611627372?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/39616084611627372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=39616084611627372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/39616084611627372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/39616084611627372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/02/as-night-unfurls.html' title='as the night unfurls..'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5343412973225929880</id><published>2007-01-25T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T00:33:01.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my of-sound-track</title><content type='html'>before i forget.. i jus come up with this idea; if ur life's like a movie then what songs would be use as the soundtrack?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when im dating and feeling high;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Me - Jewel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i believe that things gonna be better;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighter Than Sunshine - Aqualung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some quiet moments when im spending;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gender Bombs - The Stills&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time to fight for something i want;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven Nation Army - The White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i cant find someone to talk to;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boston - Augustana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jus wanna bop to a tune on board;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highly evolved - The Vines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remisncing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockabye Baby - The Nerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling the weekend's morn;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Driving - Rivermaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgiving somebody;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sway - Bic Runga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hip poping;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's Your Altitude - Cut Chemist feat. Hymnal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;getting high to head smash;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock'n'Roll Queen, Take Me Away, Mary - The Subways&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning, Herr Horst - Mando Diao&lt;br /&gt;Electricorp - Electrico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mission acomplish;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Superfantastic - Mr. Big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;swaying around mindlessly;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sway - Dean Martin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5343412973225929880?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5343412973225929880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5343412973225929880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5343412973225929880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5343412973225929880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-of-sound-track.html' title='my of-sound-track'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-145476472392297404</id><published>2007-01-24T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T11:50:22.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>the outside sound bombarding the inner ground&lt;br /&gt;teeth chatters in the dry cold air&lt;br /&gt;and i sat on the chair noting this down,&lt;br /&gt;finding everything to do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand me my kaleidescope?&lt;br /&gt;等等。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i so much jus wan a hug.. now&lt;br /&gt;ey sai buey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-145476472392297404?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/145476472392297404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=145476472392297404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/145476472392297404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/145476472392297404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-1522807341166874901</id><published>2007-01-21T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:22:48.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the Da Vincinabehfukew Coat</title><content type='html'>i realise that's this vibe all the different words give out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's how a whole chunk of words come together and... feeling it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;list&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;en to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this raw n fine juic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e they've come t&lt;/span&gt;o get you ripping e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;verything o&lt;/span&gt;ff even the eve&lt;/span&gt;r-durable facet of yours quit being the pooch and get out of it i wish u can stay in the cell and scrib&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ble on the fools&lt;/span&gt;cap all day long i've &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;been filling the b&lt;/span&gt;ottle up and thou j&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;us sp&lt;/span&gt;ill it o&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ut for me aint&lt;/span&gt; no tough job but s&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ucha dirrty one&lt;/span&gt; should i read from the note you'll be dead but too bad dude i missed yo&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;u so bad&lt;/span&gt;ly that i tie this knot &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and anc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ho&lt;/span&gt;r it at he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arts avenue n&lt;/span&gt;ot knowing you drive b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y and pullov&lt;/span&gt;er for a drink if that's how being s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;h&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;ld be the v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;al&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ids&lt;/span&gt; shld be c&lt;/span&gt;ursed and snort at so i spew all over her with all scaring along&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;side brin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ging &lt;/span&gt;the crazy antics nothing's too ba&lt;/span&gt;d &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;to think about si&lt;/span&gt;nce   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;brainins&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jus g&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;et blended&lt;/span&gt; w&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ithin the case w&lt;/span&gt;hen the sun shine at the noon they run out without sharing th&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e freedom leav&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ing t&lt;/span&gt;he rest of the monk&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ey &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;raw&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; and squealing and getting cau&lt;/span&gt;g&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;ht in the na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;ed situation till the shelter was breeding so&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ing esle t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;han micro organism while t&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he cheekens s&lt;/span&gt;till finding the m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;alt frm t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he f&lt;/span&gt;lo&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;or there was&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nt anything es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;e to thrive on contd typing as the water keep dripping pitter patter tick&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; tock piang try&lt;/span&gt;ing grinding on the har&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;d cold floor wit&lt;/span&gt;h &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;that swe&lt;/span&gt;et smel&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ling hand &lt;/span&gt;of yours make me keep com&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ing back fo&lt;/span&gt;r more in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;e images&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; where i left all the keys to the cabinets i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;nged und&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;er the scalp of th&lt;/span&gt;y messy netted bush meani&lt;/span&gt;e i shall b&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e as of yesterday i killed ur barns all the animals running insa&lt;/span&gt;ne s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ie wo&lt;/span&gt;lf mentio&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; strong and pig sliding towards the weak cant decipher what's in it &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kept its face towards the&lt;/span&gt; clouds and breat&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he in the tox&lt;/span&gt;icated typocygen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rightfully found in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ochrasy wh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ere &lt;/span&gt;piggy wants to res&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ide but all that entici&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; mome&lt;/span&gt;nts &lt;/span&gt;of chrissy keep&lt;/span&gt; popping ou&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t and the bucket was left ther having to run a&lt;/span&gt;nd collect in conjuction to the new found friend shit th&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e gu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;du&lt;/span&gt;s venture into&lt;/span&gt; a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; round of gambling where the stakes a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;re th&lt;/span&gt;eir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;ental note&lt;/span&gt; cuss the banker for bribery took the thousand note and trade in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;for the depriv&lt;/span&gt;ed love &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when  every&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ng mosa&lt;/span&gt;ic&lt;/span&gt;ed, r&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;ality comes clear, all if you could see&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt; what's undernea&lt;/span&gt;th when there's nothing no more being true or real when&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all they say thes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;other ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e a&lt;/span&gt;re bull's sh&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;unabl&lt;/span&gt;e to&lt;/span&gt; unravel &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the myste&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y of glasst&lt;/span&gt;og&lt;/span&gt;en living up in&lt;/span&gt; my pubic planet t&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;hey decide to shift into an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;ea of&lt;/span&gt; happy ground if not ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tching up&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;/span&gt; them pariah you're o&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ne and it's&lt;/span&gt; s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o tiring to race&lt;/span&gt; with one anoth&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;r so be it th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e decision to co&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and unti&lt;/span&gt;e the knot awaken more of th&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;e se&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;nso&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ry neuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ns re&lt;/span&gt;siding in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eyebrows if &lt;/span&gt;they're &lt;/span&gt;thick b&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;ring me some to de&lt;/span&gt;vour th&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;em esle&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;us keep them dancing in the cag&lt;/span&gt;e and plow thei&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;r limbs int&lt;/span&gt;o the subtle ground of everything getting all fl&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;irtaious a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nd intimatel&lt;/span&gt;y lov&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ing the whole tim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dancing wi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;th the de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;spe&lt;/span&gt;rados sticking&lt;/span&gt; t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;groins out w&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;iting to&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt; be get stab. purple shi&lt;/span&gt;rt&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; eye stabber do &lt;/span&gt;your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;job, now&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the intensity of the mind ooze out of the scribbling tendons bring the dimension into a kaleidescope, travel with me down the path of maryland bless you'll be with the vibrants of moronics philosophy. drench if u coat on. it jus keep pritter plattering jolly it could be fake siren sironing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ever i read this and understand again.. im going to states again.&lt;br /&gt;comeon.. i jus gonna unravel the mystery soon and we'll be loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever for the moment and contd schneaky sneaky partners im relishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;breathe in breathe out, puke now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1522807341166874901?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1522807341166874901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1522807341166874901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1522807341166874901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1522807341166874901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/da-vincinabehfukew-coat.html' title='the Da Vincinabehfukew Coat'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2917167993096169377</id><published>2007-01-20T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T14:40:43.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net/comics/767/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Cyanide and Happiness, a daily webcomic" src="http://www.flashasylum.com/db/files/Comics/Matt/staring-contest.png" border=0  height="240" width="390"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyanide &amp; Happiness @ &lt;a href="http://www.explosm.net"&gt;Explosm.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2917167993096169377?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2917167993096169377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2917167993096169377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2917167993096169377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2917167993096169377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/for-laugh.html' title='for a laugh'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-1966867788930388518</id><published>2007-01-17T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:23:27.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on the replay</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 id="video_title"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AVHXe-ol-s"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7AVHXe-ol-s" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="250" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut Chemist feat. Hymnal - "What's the Altitude"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1966867788930388518?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1966867788930388518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1966867788930388518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1966867788930388518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1966867788930388518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/on-replay.html' title='on the replay'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6101745154073962198</id><published>2007-01-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T01:31:38.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go go power ranger</title><content type='html'>so... im equiped with umbrella for the rainy days im caught in.&lt;br /&gt;it feels great. like... a satifaction kind of feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mary goes round in the toy car, on the big sofa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fright show on the radio, blasting on the stereo alluring bloke came knocking on the door asking for a walk along the walls. down the street with the arms in lock, spread the love to the nearby shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ice cream parlour served us well tipped the server with my smile, infatuation paid the dues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what's more to order for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6101745154073962198?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6101745154073962198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6101745154073962198' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6101745154073962198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6101745154073962198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/go-go-power-ranger.html' title='go go power ranger'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-1198572333790041506</id><published>2007-01-06T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T01:54:30.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>while they head to happy hunting ground.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hear how she complained about living;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel for the scar embedded on his scalp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaze at the crooked wrinkles crawling out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what they have to feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the then to the now, peekaboo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look from the inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do, your option to ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expectations she have of me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naturally of her to come up with that;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unexpectedly of me to fail it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that most's gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to look at what's left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me where you wanna go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll bring you in the dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good life i'll let you lead,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy feelings to bestow upon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hardships turned sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all is my plans only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selfishly thoughtful;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see myself falling thru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking big; doing small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to instill appear doom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look at him for what he've got to offer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turn my face in utter disgust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not suppose to do this;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything's brought to the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and frustration's next up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chasing after the wealth others chased upon;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u end up losing all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nth to bring it a halt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to contd winding the wheel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u smudge the trust seal crafted for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and overwrite it till its purpose's wipe out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything overwhelm one another;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tasting like baron's strong brew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when everything melts away like lemon drops;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i inscribe the full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;win-win, it could be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe simply-maybes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once again, i took note&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my forget-me-not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, tag under constant-forget-me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no lines to cross, no barricade to deter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free flow all night long~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weep for sorrow, cry for joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such highly emotional and sensitive state of mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exist in beings like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus clean it, and flush away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ought to learn what i saw,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing tall after one another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;utmost respect and inadequate empathy;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;salute the warriors i regard in Ngs'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;what i've come to know; they're such strong creatures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''2007 hasnt had it's best start'' quoted frm irving."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out&lt;br /&gt;chewy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1198572333790041506?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1198572333790041506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1198572333790041506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1198572333790041506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1198572333790041506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2007/01/while-they-head-to-happy-hunting-ground.html' title='while they head to happy hunting ground.'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-526460239441430146</id><published>2007-01-03T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T13:26:14.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'07</title><content type='html'>it's a new year. new sch term.............................&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i start off the new year with the hoods and yes, it's the shizznit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they're always the shizznit =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see that i should value my wealth in this year, my tooth too.. and spend time with famileee&lt;br /&gt;and contd rockeeroo my time with the hoods, simple-year-long-to-do-list? eekharrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, contd sapot TheNervesthenervesthenervesthenervesthenervesthenervesthenerves&lt;br /&gt;thekinthenervesthenrvesthenervesangkiathenervesthenervsesyaqsyuaibwilliamthenerves&lt;br /&gt;thenervesthenesvesthenervesthekinforeignkillertHeNervestHenervesTheNervesthe&lt;br /&gt;NervesthenervesThenErvesthEneRvestheNervestHenerveStheNervestheNerves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we always sapot you, shout for you, scream for you and jus... sapot..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-526460239441430146?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/526460239441430146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=526460239441430146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/526460239441430146'/><link rel='self' 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cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RZP7TX67epI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ZqQB7A3A-w/s320/P1010548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5013627120450763410" 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;so high and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''concoction of emotions,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;requisite the favoured spirits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beBop alu-la,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get low and get slow.&lt;br /&gt;kurt &amp;amp; jack in da house yo, in da house yo''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sir,&lt;br /&gt;coffee, tea, or me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6767693077720898022?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6767693077720898022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6767693077720898022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6767693077720898022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6767693077720898022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/mademoiselle-la-nuit.html' title='mademoiselle la nuit'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_V_R3DzSqcMA/RZP7TX67epI/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ZqQB7A3A-w/s72-c/P1010548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-4688072613710392682</id><published>2006-12-27T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T02:58:20.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing is</title><content type='html'>i think and assume too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. typical girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interval.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im like evoluting into one of those i dislike? so wtp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think.. people are the same. it's jus the encounters differs. bcoz, we're individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was much younger, i so much want my parents attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like someone so easily..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh huh.. so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i preach one and do another.. most of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wah lau ey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes thing ea&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sier not to suck in my tummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok lo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so scare of saying wrong things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like ppl to be happy, on their own. better if im the one cheer them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;roger that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to know when i die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then plan right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan to know so many things badly..  grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok... and then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're suppose to think of the consequences of our action?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's jus a guideline babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do too many things deemed redundant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for whos sake you thinkin about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus wan something more.. and alittle less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;go work it out then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i annouce rolling and piggyback is so my thang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;say.. WHO THE FUCK WANNA KNOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus wanna share&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alright alright...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nyway.. dont take me for real, and we'll jus hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanna, points noted. so action&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might jus be your imaginary friend...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;right.. right... then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im wondering what if people dont give a damn about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my my my.. i bet it's awful. but omg, it's so semo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're suppose to be like this ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mmmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are busybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for your well being ma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it explains why you're so loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i woke up, i saw milton, syuaib and william going "do the same action ah!''. i grined. thinking to myself.. cute dudes, humourous.. funny guys. all to get them laughing heartily is to ish ish ish together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so happening ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a vision of something crumbling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what the fuck.. again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.. it wont loop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're kidding for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiya.. go fuck a spider and die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a nice day actually. and i saw the cute guy frm sch. *giggles* and i acted cool and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ee! sucker. boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let 2007 arrive then make everything nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ok... procrastination.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;festive season and holidays are in short. "Enjoy and... be cool''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;as you wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fun to lounge around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep it short ey...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i love everyone. yes.. you, and you, and you, and youuuuuuuuuuuu~. over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they love you too.. probably. amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-4688072613710392682?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/4688072613710392682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=4688072613710392682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4688072613710392682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/4688072613710392682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/thing-is.html' title='the thing is'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5572333022721973420</id><published>2006-12-25T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T18:55:23.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas</title><content type='html'>well, it's the 25th december'06.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had our fair share of fun at the stayover. you see, it's really nice that you spend time with your friends with the festive mood goin on and you're to enjoyed yourself with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;well, at least it's suppose to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, "at Christmas you tell the truth".. didnt i? hee&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt k.o. and yes. keep it strong and i make it ther.&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not good time im having uh syaq.. it was hes-sis-tet-ion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so gonna have fun before holidays end.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;and.. i was rather apologectic for being a part of the spoilsport. we're suppose to crash the house and watch dvd or sing merry songs and like laugh the time away ey. instead, we wasted the night away, to drinking and attempts to save to drunkards and.. what's not.. i indeed thought few sip help to get into the season.. but it backfired ey. transformed into octopus cum goli,  who made xueer and vannessa and harpreet constantly attempting to save the hay  which i politely rudely refuse to let them to. dysfuncted. damn it. and i rant to supposingly harpreet and irving.. i reckon a gd way to drift off to sleep. wait, did i or did i not? yes ah yes ah. anyway.. i suppose i got my share of rest. it did me good anyway. so long.. im me, and she's she ... if not, it's  real one damn pathetic sickening bothersome ugly mary.  but... asleep ey? and dream dream dream of how she doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it better be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out,&lt;br /&gt;chewy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5572333022721973420?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/5572333022721973420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=5572333022721973420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5572333022721973420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/5572333022721973420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2406866200805095487</id><published>2006-12-21T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:31:08.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daft Punk - Digital Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre  style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span id="fullpost"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last night I had a dream about you&lt;br /&gt;In this dream I'm dancing right beside you&lt;br /&gt;And it looked like everyone was having fun&lt;br /&gt;the kind of feeling I've waited so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop come a little closer&lt;br /&gt;As we jam the rythm gets stronger&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing wrong with just a little little fun&lt;br /&gt;We were dancing all night long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time is right to put my arms around you&lt;br /&gt;You're feeling right&lt;br /&gt;You wrap your arms around too&lt;br /&gt;But suddenly I feel the shining sun&lt;br /&gt;Before I knew it this dream was all gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;I wish this dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh I don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;About this dream and you&lt;br /&gt;We'll make this dream come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you play the game ?&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you play the game ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hTta5OczuPw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Digital Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-2406866200805095487?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2406866200805095487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2406866200805095487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2406866200805095487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2406866200805095487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/daft-punk-digital-love.html' title='Daft Punk - Digital Love'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-6116361002463279339</id><published>2006-12-19T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T22:39:53.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i walked in the rain..</title><content type='html'>with the umbrella sheltering me frm the harsh splatter of the raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at those lovely raindrops as they make their way frm the clouds to the muddy puddle, look at them, hurriedly pouring down and along with them they bring, the romantic and lazy fuzzy comfort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like i have a piece of heaven. awesome&lt;br /&gt;oh.. a hot apple strudel in a weather like this is simply.. heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you know you've fallen out of love with the one whom you thought you've fallen in love for years, it's kind of estactic ey. Look at how iris jumped.&lt;br /&gt;and i jump for joy too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-6116361002463279339?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/6116361002463279339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=6116361002463279339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6116361002463279339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/6116361002463279339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-walked-in-rain.html' title='i walked in the rain..'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-2421814562583999901</id><published>2006-12-15T03:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T03:14:08.145+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rainy days'/><title type='text'>keeping this for rainy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;jsut dunt think too much uh&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;hold what's around u&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;and dun look beyond too much&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;if not surely unhappy&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;=( u dun have to be envy&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;u have a best bud what&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the hoods..&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;okie=)&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;dun harp on it okie&lt;br /&gt;stand back~ there's a hurricane coming thru! says:&lt;br /&gt;sleep earyly go&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/23994394-2421814562583999901?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/2421814562583999901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=2421814562583999901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2421814562583999901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/2421814562583999901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/keeping-this-for-rainy-days.html' title='keeping this for rainy days'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-8997345142002530630</id><published>2006-12-11T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T23:43:44.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she said goodbye</title><content type='html'>i felt like a dumbpuck&lt;br /&gt;dont ask.&lt;br /&gt;go be that emokid on the bloc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"she's not easy not that fatal&lt;br /&gt;bring her a toy and she smile for you&lt;br /&gt;flirt with her.. damn, she'll be hook onto you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get behind the masquerade&lt;br /&gt;march off with MCR to the black parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you thought you know it all when it's nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus keep on moanin, it'll bring the guy back to your bed&lt;br /&gt;maybe being a cunt helps a little&lt;br /&gt;but i aint gonna step that low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phantom of opera descend upon here&lt;br /&gt;wear off that plastic wall between you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall see it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hail the queen who built the walls&lt;br /&gt;defend the greatest downfall of hearts avenue&lt;br /&gt;but fuck her for being such a fool&lt;br /&gt;cant you open and close? in the structure i have for you&lt;br /&gt;wher i carved it silently on your scalp every fortnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much love is needed. it's alot in fact.&lt;br /&gt;bring in the ransom and i'll drain this lovely girl you thought she is&lt;br /&gt;heading to the airport with no baggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, jump on this flight and glide on grind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better be before&lt;br /&gt;she said goodbye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-8997345142002530630?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/8997345142002530630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=8997345142002530630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8997345142002530630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/8997345142002530630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/she-said-goodbye.html' title='she said goodbye'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-5373833543399965913</id><published>2006-12-08T02:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T01:37:31.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>look at how far i've come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sis jus let me realise that i have been writting to my diary for close to two years. yes but that's not like a everyday routine.&lt;br /&gt;there are alot of times i jus flip thru it, but jus didnt get that it dated back to 2004. and i look thru and wrenched everytime when i read about something i havent put a closure to it. but hey.. it's getting lesser and lesser.&lt;br /&gt;i read about the mental struggle i've went thru, the type of insult i put myself to, how many times when i fake orgasm(happy) and how many times i see his shadow in.. i felt twisted. i think about how come i was.. depreciating myself. i guess all these are some insulting moments we have to go thru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are little riddles i havent solve nor do i want to solve. prolly, it'll come to me one day like i rmb how one of them came at such unexpected times =) sweet misery. and i cant remember how many "this gonna be the last time.." i've said and maybe even chris's sick of it but jus kept mum. haaha, but ytd i dreamt of making my way out of a maze. keep my fingers cross. the difference isnt big uh, but.. yes it's ther and you know it's no longer ther.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look forward that everything gonna be better, it turns out fine. now that it's fine and gd, what do i look forward too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wel... maybe show me some love&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt anytime soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-5373833543399965913?l=maleimaleihom.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-23994394.post-1028368165144861930</id><published>2006-12-07T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:39:49.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i know im cool</title><content type='html'>so i have a kaleidescope now. and it's treat with utmost care.. aaawesome baybeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it alot. so much that i take it out in the free afternoon and fiddle with it as and when.. i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have alot of thoughts these few days, but i havent like arrange them properly, so you see.. "alot peopl think they're thinking when actually they're jus rearragning their thoughts" they're so randomly popping out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also.. i know i like to compare. compare this and that, those and these with other people. it seems that chris's word still hanging outside me. it dont make me happier if i compare, it jus help to lower my self esteem which i painstakingly took so long to build it up. so.. no self destruction pls. alot ppl will appreciate if i stop this lo.. coz u know butterfly's effect right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite that superficial beauty wont last is true.. it's still man's thirst to lust after it and it be the downfall of manhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why cant i have that beauty and cause the downfall of yours?&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;chris ah chris.. i really dont know what to say to you =(&lt;br /&gt;maybe. u shld really go fuck a spider and die ba..........................&lt;br /&gt;wait.. u know what? i saw jason on the train again.. superbly uberly disgusted by him once again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-1028368165144861930?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/1028368165144861930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=1028368165144861930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1028368165144861930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/1028368165144861930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-know-im-cool.html' title='i know im cool'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-230566488585368685</id><published>2006-12-05T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:17:33.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do a meme</title><content type='html'>The rules: Bold the statements that are true to you. Italise the statements that you WISH are true. Leave the rest alone. Then, tag 5 people to do the same test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want TeeVee these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I curse sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have changed alot mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm TOTALLY smart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've broken someone else bones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I like sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a lot of moodswings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar i have.&lt;br /&gt;I have alot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in trackpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've rejected someone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have no idea what i want to do with the rest of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm not allergic to anything&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have alot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been with someone at least 10 years older or younger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I would die for my best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I don't pick my food.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;br /&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am happy at this moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm obsessed with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone Ive ever met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am comfortable with who i am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot whenever i can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I work at McDonald restaurant(before).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;I think water rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I want to go to a college out of state.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like sausages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love kisses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell for the worst people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.gothic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I still have every journal i've written in.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Climbing trees are a brilliant past-time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tatoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that i work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cosplay (no i dont) or know what cosplaying is (yes).&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;I will collect anything, the more nonsensical the better.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 5 people? a group.. ey sai buey?  here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;HOODLUMSS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-230566488585368685?l=maleimaleihom.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-23994394.post-116486247497497004</id><published>2006-11-30T11:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:06:53.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truly madly deeply</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2546/1929/1600/538111/DSC01009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2546/1929/320/74500/DSC01009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i had a splendid 21st november, seriously. tankews and tankews...&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;the simple thoughts already get me smiling so much, let alone the effort..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"the thought and effort and sweetness that oozes out of the sms, msn, personal messages was literally pulling my lips east-west non stop remix throughtout the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no amount of tankew can afford to represent how i really felt but all i can do is to utter tankew respectively to everyone, it was all so lovely and thoughtful and sweet and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all because emotions drowned my voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there were surprises, there were waiting in vain for it, .. but bu pa bu pa la" excerpt frm chewy's diary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2546/1929/1600/34958/DSC01124edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2546/1929/320/909393/DSC01124edit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;im getting on fine dudes. have not miss out anything.. been keeping up with everything. tiresome bothersome awesome. rather pointless at times. some times i look at her and snigger at her for being such a pathetic loser. haahaha. really, i laughed at her. silly one, chris would say.&lt;br /&gt;coz it's like.. if you try too hard and you still fail, it worth a laugh. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to admit how selfish i am when i know i am but i cant admit im selfish because you all will know how i am but no matter what i know how selfish i am i wont admit im selfish infront of you and you will know how selfish i am. talk about karma huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like..&lt;br /&gt;it's like yesterday i had swensen and did the countdown with kingkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-116486247497497004?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/116486247497497004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=116486247497497004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116486247497497004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116486247497497004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/11/truly-madly-deeply.html' title='truly madly deeply'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-116378865013732184</id><published>2006-11-18T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T02:47:09.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>咱们一起来</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;我想试着跟自己的心声跳支舞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;跳着属于我自己rock'n'roll的舞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;世界不需要多姿多彩&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;只要我活得laughing heartily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;如果，不跟着旋略的规略走。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;咱们走着瞧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's forget what we should, and let the good times roll. every people off the record and play without thyr rules. we're so highly evolved.. leaving you high and dry, searchin for more and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buy a bigger drawer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-116378865013732184?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/116378865013732184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=116378865013732184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116378865013732184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116378865013732184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='咱们一起来'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-116369216077104139</id><published>2006-11-16T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T23:54:30.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice day, ingredients</title><content type='html'>cold morning. long sleeve. scarf. cold room. preparation. joe. explanation. discovery of the subtle appeal. small get together with W24P mates. free lunch. filled hunger. early dismissal. RJ's completed in school. take picture. hacked andrew. present in making. brownie. smooth nap onboard. enclosed musik playground. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;striking&lt;/span&gt;. getting it about right. amatuer new sound. rock and really roll. asperger syndrom. talkabout. gift exchange. disscussion. persuasion. agreement!. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anticipation&lt;/span&gt;. mini cooper proximity. home cooked warm dinner. HDB-lookalike faeces by berry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughter la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday's almost well spent, laughin heartily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wait minus the awkward hiding pretending didnt see feeling sorry part.. mmmm...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not on any terms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\m/&lt;br /&gt;all for the peace, joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out pokkamons&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-116369216077104139?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/116369216077104139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=116369216077104139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116369216077104139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116369216077104139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/11/nice-day-ingredients.html' title='Nice day, ingredients'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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-23994394.post-116343471422687026</id><published>2006-11-13T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T00:18:34.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"like vines we intertwined"</title><content type='html'>How nice a phrase. it reminds me of chris when i was having my chicken soup, she uses a phrase that goes like this "aiya, it's your life, so fuck care what the others think." Seriously, i seem no point in denying that sentence, it's really like, "it's mine it belongs to me who do u think you are to rob me of the power to make my own choices and determine who i am." right, isnt it true chris? but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;, i beg to differ. Sorry babe ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, actually everyone's resolving around each other, so it's very unlikely to fuck care people within this circle, with reference to highly regarded and care about people. Because i bet it's all the important and treasured people inside, of course u want it all smiles. So, i realise u dont fuck care ppl tt are important to you, because they're very much treasured, even is they're comments and advice or their pet or their good friends or simply their day. i reckon asking the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; right people to fuck care&lt;/span&gt; about you is really sedap sedap. Agree with me la, chris. hehehe. It's really simple to relish in what you have. Like how me and xiao yuan &amp; bf pick up $5 along the bridge on the way home, we bought fries and donated the change. cool hor&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Like vines we intertwined&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carelessly growing up and growing old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Life was on our tongues&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it taste heavenly so good"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;- The Hush Sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1929/1600/DSC00844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1929/400/DSC00844.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-116343471422687026?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/116343471422687026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=116343471422687026' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116343471422687026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116343471422687026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/11/like-vines-we-intertwined.html' title='&quot;like vines we intertwined&quot;'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-116295390310255384</id><published>2006-11-08T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T11:58:28.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's play together</title><content type='html'>there's this game, namely mindgames, mindfuck if u game-over. it's said to be a two player game, but then i relise it's a one player game instead of two and the other player's jus an imaginary figure in it. It's rather fun and interesting when u start a new round of game, but hor.. towards the end it gets predictable and u jus need to revised the emotion strategy. The challenge of it, when new elements or weapons are patched on, then hor, the quest alil bit different liao. So it's kind of fun in a way, but u jus get mindfucked everytime u game-over.&lt;br /&gt;on the other way, it's rather bothersome to indulge in such childish game. i thought i've grow up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. anyway the help-wizards are always in the option menu. and they never fail to launch and complete their mission. therefore, it's perfectly fine to venture into such games. Provided u're some whiny little silly bassretard with imbalance hormones swimming everywher in your mechanism. but, u wont know u're in the game till.. u become the foreign killer and stab into the butt of it. or take pictures non-stop remixly till you froth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, not out of the game yet.. how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siao liao...&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/23994394-116295390310255384?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/116295390310255384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=116295390310255384' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116295390310255384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116295390310255384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/11/lets-play-together.html' title='let&apos;s play together'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23994394.post-116244137927133240</id><published>2006-11-02T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T00:42:22.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she say</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1929/1600/shesay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2546/1929/320/shesay.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it was ardous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeding on the puppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love between them seem to drain her more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and they lose it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no one's in the town&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the world seems so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's a sunday without sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the raindrops decide to fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like how the pillars crumble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;an easy tough to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and they lose it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;u&gt;mayday&lt;/u&gt;.. pls call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1900-911-911&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;save a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; today&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;running away, i cant pretend.&lt;br /&gt;coz.. i know! but nobody knows..&lt;br /&gt;i jus wan to kill.. kill.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aka&lt;/span&gt;kak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23994394-116244137927133240?l=maleimaleihom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/feeds/116244137927133240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23994394&amp;postID=116244137927133240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116244137927133240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23994394/posts/default/116244137927133240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maleimaleihom.blogspot.com/2006/11/she-say.html' title='she say'/><author><name>chewy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05319741545414247812</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>
