<?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-31176552</id><updated>2011-12-20T17:00:12.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seulement's Wish</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>231</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6183073023470642552</id><published>2009-12-31T04:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T05:40:14.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seulement's Wish</title><content type='html'>Seulement is nothing more than a curse.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for death and live a great life.&lt;br /&gt;So, congratulate me if ever die before 30years old.&lt;br /&gt;For I never wanted to live too long.&lt;br /&gt;A short and wonderful will do. Ok, the wonderful part is over.&lt;br /&gt;Time to get real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my years of living, I never felt connected to anyone 'til I met Eliza&lt;br /&gt;which crushed me to ashes when I no longer exist in her realm.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless that it was a great year for me when I was with her.&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, it was my first time falling in love despite&lt;br /&gt;I used to have so called lovers. Karma is indeed a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish I was better at handling my own persona at those time.&lt;br /&gt;Guess, when you are in love, you going to do stupid things is true.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I ever regret was confessing my feelings, then&lt;br /&gt;I would never hurt her feelings eh. Then again, I've got to thank her if not&lt;br /&gt;"tak mungkin aku pernah jatuh cinta jika bukan karena dia".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling but I still suffer&lt;br /&gt;and I'm too tired to pretend that I'm all ok.&lt;br /&gt;But there isn't a single day that I can stand on my two feet&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have hope anymore, I can't even see the future nor looking forward&lt;br /&gt;for anything. Even tomorrow is a new year, I don't even care for it.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm resorting to a mask to conceal my own self&lt;br /&gt;from ever revealing how fragile I am.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will be perfecting the mask of lies.&lt;br /&gt;With the help of my eyes, I will fortify my mask.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be afraid reading them anymore&lt;br /&gt;I won't looking down unless I have to&lt;br /&gt;I will see through them liars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is my true color?&lt;br /&gt;For once I'm did a bad thing..&lt;br /&gt;Forever I am being label for that.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care what they think of me now&lt;br /&gt;after all no matter what I did, no one will ever remember what I did for them&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing more than a substitute&lt;br /&gt;So, I might possibly going to be the best substitute in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of true friendship no longer exist&lt;br /&gt;Even a friendship bond is burnt down right in front of them&lt;br /&gt;None of us would ever try to jump in save it.&lt;br /&gt;Guess all of us is afraid and want to live in a world of oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;No one is actually care if any of us is dying&lt;br /&gt;None of us wanted to comfort them&lt;br /&gt;We just want to be with those covered in rainbows&lt;br /&gt;Friendship only exist when it is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forget,&lt;br /&gt;Words no longer have meanings&lt;br /&gt;They're just words. No more than that.&lt;br /&gt;People now simply said them without ever mean them to be true at all.&lt;br /&gt;They only said it for the sake of the context.&lt;br /&gt;But not from their heart.&lt;br /&gt;So, promise is nothing more than just words.&lt;br /&gt;There are no more meanings behind them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;As bitter I make it sound, its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for You,&lt;br /&gt;Forgives me&lt;br /&gt;For I no longer have faith in you&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will find my way back&lt;br /&gt;or maybe I don't&lt;br /&gt;But I won't stop searching my nirvana&lt;br /&gt;If the time come and You feel like throwing me to the pit of doom&lt;br /&gt;So be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This my last post&lt;br /&gt;I won't write anything more on this blog&lt;br /&gt;For it gives me bittersweet memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt; Thank you for reading the crap I've been writing about how fucked human are and how fucked my life is. Then again cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year&lt;br /&gt;and hope ladies and gent out there&lt;br /&gt;have a great life.&lt;br /&gt;and those pain in the ass,&lt;br /&gt;you will pay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, See you&lt;br /&gt;Adieu Au revoir&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara, Ja'ne&lt;br /&gt;Cheerio!&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: if the world ever going to end, or there is going a war to break or any shitty armageddon coming towards our way. Help me find what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6183073023470642552?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6183073023470642552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6183073023470642552' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6183073023470642552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6183073023470642552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/12/seulements-wish.html' title='Seulement&apos;s Wish'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5954166405917504185</id><published>2009-12-09T05:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T05:44:04.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost</title><content type='html'>Nothing more than an illusion&lt;br /&gt;Delusion of dream&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be hold&lt;br /&gt;To be real and exist&lt;br /&gt;But I am nothing more&lt;br /&gt;than just a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;Walking past through you&lt;br /&gt;and you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a ghost&lt;br /&gt;Shadow cloaking over yours&lt;br /&gt;No amends can be done&lt;br /&gt;Regret is all should it be&lt;br /&gt;This life&lt;br /&gt;It wont last that long&lt;br /&gt;Being nonexistent&lt;br /&gt;is something I wish it could be erase&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5954166405917504185?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5954166405917504185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5954166405917504185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5954166405917504185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5954166405917504185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/12/ghost.html' title='Ghost'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-3504036167266810047</id><published>2009-11-25T19:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T19:40:23.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That kind of a guy(1st draft)</title><content type='html'>There is a specific characters that I hate to see in a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me list some that I can..&lt;br /&gt;A person who is uber selfish of what he wants&lt;br /&gt;and did not care of others.&lt;br /&gt;Who could understand things yet not able to accepts the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;A person who can't divide his time with the people around him&lt;br /&gt;A person who runaway from his problem&lt;br /&gt;A person who is full of hatred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weak weak and fucking weak!&lt;br /&gt;Yea you said you dream of becoming that but you are not&lt;br /&gt;you fucking sore loser!&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic I might add.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lucille oh Lucille&lt;br /&gt;how long you gonna stuck being this kind of a guy?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?!&lt;br /&gt;Since fucking when you become this person you hate since you were fucking 10&lt;br /&gt;FUCKING 10!&lt;br /&gt;10 years later, you are perfect becoming the person you hate your entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Is this how you want to claim back your true name?&lt;br /&gt;Prince my ass..&lt;br /&gt;I'm nothing more than a terrorist of my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;Your regret killing you!&lt;br /&gt;You gave up on too many things&lt;br /&gt;Your life was the first thing you gave up&lt;br /&gt;Then you gave up your own identity&lt;br /&gt;You even gave up your sanity which give you heavy toll that make you see things that you shouldn't!&lt;br /&gt;You even gave up on the person who taught you to be light, Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;Where did she end up now?&lt;br /&gt;You can lie all you want but we both know what really happen.&lt;br /&gt;That you been trying to love her by lying.&lt;br /&gt;and slowly you become THIS&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy destroying people's peace all this years?&lt;br /&gt;Karma is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Now you pay.&lt;br /&gt;You hurt the person that you love.&lt;br /&gt;You hate your own blood&lt;br /&gt;You can't even think straight no more.&lt;br /&gt;Now you regret and regret.&lt;br /&gt;You want to change?&lt;br /&gt;Ridiculous I say!&lt;br /&gt;You are too good at being THIS..&lt;br /&gt;Isn't the pain is delightful now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-3504036167266810047?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/3504036167266810047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=3504036167266810047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3504036167266810047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3504036167266810047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/11/that-kind-of-guy1st-draft.html' title='That kind of a guy(1st draft)'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6764198236389082898</id><published>2009-11-07T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T18:15:57.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because I want it to be last.</title><content type='html'>There was a person&lt;br /&gt;who keep telling me&lt;br /&gt;that nothing ever last forever..&lt;br /&gt;everything..&lt;br /&gt;good or bad&lt;br /&gt;they are not meant to be together&lt;br /&gt;The person was no other than my own self&lt;br /&gt;and those were the words that I used to tell everyone&lt;br /&gt;for a quite long time..&lt;br /&gt;the words were "nothing ever last, everything will be broken sooner or later"&lt;br /&gt;Those the words I used to carry with me..&lt;br /&gt;Thinking that having those in mind makes life much simpler..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I want it to be last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6764198236389082898?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6764198236389082898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6764198236389082898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6764198236389082898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6764198236389082898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/11/because-i-want-it-to-be-last.html' title='Because I want it to be last.'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7813396510101127652</id><published>2009-10-29T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T00:59:07.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitle</title><content type='html'>I wish there is a way I could stop my addiction..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7813396510101127652?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7813396510101127652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Worry</title><content type='html'>Worrying a lot of things&lt;br /&gt;and I knew, I don't have the responsibility&lt;br /&gt;to any of it..&lt;br /&gt;Guilt kicks in.. I pray everything will be ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-9172142705400649276?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/9172142705400649276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=9172142705400649276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/9172142705400649276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/9172142705400649276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/10/worry.html' title='Worry'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7868165689577653526</id><published>2009-10-14T02:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T02:54:10.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>You know what I hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;People who pretending to care&lt;br /&gt;People pretending that they are there&lt;br /&gt;People who says few words and think they have done enough&lt;br /&gt;One of them is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope was always my enemy.&lt;br /&gt;To think of it, I was betrayed by a girl with the name of Hope before.&lt;br /&gt;So don't come around me and start giving me false hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future,&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to meet you.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you are going to be my great escape.&lt;br /&gt;A plan B escape is more likely.&lt;br /&gt;I'm broken man and only she have the glue but I messed that up that too.&lt;br /&gt;Yeap, I'm the most lucky guy in the world with a big BUT.&lt;br /&gt;What is the BUT? I'm a total idiot who always mess things up.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe she was right, I wasn't suppose to exist in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe I won't betray anyone's trust and seeing myself break the one I love's heart.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is why I'm looking forward for the future&lt;br /&gt;but this time, I'm running towards it alone.&lt;br /&gt;with a torchlight maybe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7868165689577653526?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7868165689577653526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7868165689577653526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7868165689577653526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7868165689577653526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/10/whatever.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6030341787747123127</id><published>2009-10-13T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:14:22.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sasha is her name.</title><content type='html'>I'm going to move on&lt;br /&gt;and I will try my best for it.&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure is, I will always love her&lt;br /&gt;and the memories will always stays with me.&lt;br /&gt;Sasha is her name.&lt;br /&gt;If you get what what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like write her real name here.&lt;br /&gt;So I will replace it with Sasha instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6030341787747123127?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6030341787747123127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6030341787747123127' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6030341787747123127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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spending sleepless night alone.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I'm tired of acting tough all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Then it struck me after someone gave me this&lt;br /&gt;"The consequences of acting tough:YOU HAVE NOBODY'S SHOULDER TO CRY ON"&lt;br /&gt;Again, it sucks if anybody able to be in my shoes right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7025922926490543570?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7025922926490543570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7025922926490543570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7025922926490543570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7025922926490543570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish.html' title='I wish'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5646786113616334904</id><published>2009-10-05T04:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T05:02:37.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart</title><content type='html'>It was so painful&lt;br /&gt;as if somebody was grabbing my heart tightly&lt;br /&gt;I can't breath&lt;br /&gt;Roll on the floor and struggle with the pain&lt;br /&gt;drives me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I clenched my fist so tightly till my nails was press so hard to my own skin that it leave marks.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I can describe the things I go through few hours ago and I can bet no one know how it really feels like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you up there,&lt;br /&gt;Are you enjoying to see me suffer?&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being tortured&lt;br /&gt;and wait to die.&lt;br /&gt;Do me a favor, kill me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5646786113616334904?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5646786113616334904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5646786113616334904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=3069348867609103067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3069348867609103067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3069348867609103067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/10/family.html' title='Family'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1848808118634690364</id><published>2009-09-23T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T00:30:48.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide</title><content type='html'>A heart that's full up like a landfill,&lt;br /&gt;a job that slowly kills you,&lt;br /&gt;bruises that won't heal.&lt;br /&gt;You look so tired-unhappy,&lt;br /&gt;bring down the government,&lt;br /&gt;they don't, they don't speak for us.&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a quiet life,&lt;br /&gt;a handshake of carbon monoxide,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;Silence, silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my final fit,&lt;br /&gt;my final bellyache,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises,&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a pretty house&lt;br /&gt;and such a pretty garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No alarms and no surprises (get me outta here),&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises (get me outta here),&lt;br /&gt;no alarms and no surprises, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song by Radiohead. Radiohead - No Surprises&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;All I could imagine while listening to this song is that...&lt;br /&gt;I imagined I'm stuck in a room filled with poisonous gas&lt;br /&gt;with myself flashback the things I've done in my life kinda thing..&lt;br /&gt;The things I wish I could've change when I had the chance..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. Salute Radiohead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1848808118634690364?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1848808118634690364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1848808118634690364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1848808118634690364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1848808118634690364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/09/suicide.html' title='Suicide'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1086334772515611191</id><published>2009-09-19T19:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T19:41:41.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another meaningless celebration</title><content type='html'>Raya is something I don't look forward to&lt;br /&gt;Its more like it doesn't exist in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just another meaningless celebration&lt;br /&gt;It just pisses me off more since&lt;br /&gt;all this family gathering crap are just hypocrisy and lies linger in the air&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired putting a smile on this mask of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to "kampung" is one thing I never want it at all.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing those nazis trying to dictate the way I live and judging me for who I am&lt;br /&gt;is something I can't accept no matter they are my flesh and blood or not.&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm back to be Seul, I might as well enjoy my solitude&lt;br /&gt;While the rest of people having fun see their relative, gone for holidays or anything..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to sleep on this day rather than being so spiteful to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1086334772515611191?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1086334772515611191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1086334772515611191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1086334772515611191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1086334772515611191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/09/just-another-meaningless-celebration.html' title='Just another meaningless celebration'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1145659676602689925</id><published>2009-09-11T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T22:43:27.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the day comes.. If..</title><content type='html'>If the day comes..&lt;br /&gt;The day I really lost my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me if I can't remember who you are&lt;br /&gt;Don't patronize me ever&lt;br /&gt;Don't pity me&lt;br /&gt;Just remember who I was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, I can feel I've gone crazy a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Even a friend of mine told me I've been talking by myself&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't know what is real or what is not..&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... don't think I have anything to lose now for real&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1145659676602689925?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1145659676602689925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1145659676602689925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1145659676602689925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1145659676602689925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-day-comes-if.html' title='When the day comes.. If..'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8773914285981596600</id><published>2009-09-09T23:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:34:38.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God..</title><content type='html'>Grant me the serenity to accept things I cannot change,&lt;br /&gt;courage to change things I can,&lt;br /&gt;and wisdom to know the difference..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucille I knew was annoying but cheerful bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Go Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8773914285981596600?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/8773914285981596600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=8773914285981596600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8773914285981596600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8773914285981596600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/09/god.html' title='God..'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-4035674134206124236</id><published>2009-09-06T05:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:34:19.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristan Reveur</title><content type='html'>Want to know who is Tristan Reveur? Go watch movie STAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it rains like the time I skidded my car near Bangsar/Midvalley.&lt;br /&gt;I drove slowly back and park my car at the place I used to sit and watch the view of Puchong Bandar Puteri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I sat there and I didn't know how long it was..&lt;br /&gt;The rain drenched me..&lt;br /&gt;While my eyes wanders looking for the moon in the cloudy sky..&lt;br /&gt;Looking at houses below, watching the rain soaking the streets..&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for I'm witnessing the scene..&lt;br /&gt;It was cold yet I never felt so relieve being under this rain..&lt;br /&gt;I was smiling yet and some part of me died..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-4035674134206124236?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/4035674134206124236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=4035674134206124236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4035674134206124236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4035674134206124236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/09/tristan-reveur.html' title='Tristan Reveur'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-780838200361132194</id><published>2009-09-05T05:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T05:34:40.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Give up? Never</title><content type='html'>I've fallen hard when I was running forward and&lt;br /&gt;I am now left behind.&lt;br /&gt;Going to stand up and keep running&lt;br /&gt;Taking my own time and pace&lt;br /&gt;To catch up with the One&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to run with.&lt;br /&gt;So there is no way for me giving up now.&lt;br /&gt;For I already waited and finally found what I want.&lt;br /&gt;My slice of heaven.&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to keep on running&lt;br /&gt;but it is not going to stop me&lt;br /&gt;So wait up! I'm going to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have faith and belief.&lt;br /&gt;Keep it strong always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-780838200361132194?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/780838200361132194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=780838200361132194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/780838200361132194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/780838200361132194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/09/give-up-never.html' title='Give up? Never'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8786966317055587875</id><published>2009-09-01T10:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:06:35.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep my mind off things</title><content type='html'>I jog during my puasa time, I just kept running so I don't think so much..&lt;br /&gt;I kept writing in my little green book of mine every night so I can put my thoughts in it so I can sleep at night..&lt;br /&gt;I go out with friends just to get the big space surround me to be smaller&lt;br /&gt;I read comic and watch dvds for the sake to occupy my mind&lt;br /&gt;I play games in the middle of night to keep the silent away&lt;br /&gt;I need more things to do..&lt;br /&gt;Yet I know, I can do anything in my life now..&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness is growing bigger and bigger...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8786966317055587875?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/8786966317055587875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=8786966317055587875' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8786966317055587875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8786966317055587875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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endlessly&lt;br /&gt;Without a home to go back to&lt;br /&gt;He just keep doing what he do best&lt;br /&gt;What he didn't know is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, time to stop being of all that..&lt;br /&gt;What I need now is time to heal.&lt;br /&gt;Then, find that the light I've lost&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't believe that I fell so deep to the darkness&lt;br /&gt;due to my hatred.&lt;br /&gt;So let's do it.&lt;br /&gt;Keep standing and find my way back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-3020027440646347177?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/3020027440646347177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Vulnerable</title><content type='html'>I'm so vulnerable right now..&lt;br /&gt;I'm collapsing...&lt;br /&gt;I lost my precious person in my life..&lt;br /&gt;Cos of my issues..&lt;br /&gt;and it was my damn fucking issues that cost my relationship&lt;br /&gt;and now the issues happen and im all alone..&lt;br /&gt;The person I can depend on isn't there now&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so.. weak..&lt;br /&gt;I can't take this anymore..&lt;br /&gt;I dun even feel like fucking writing metaphors now..&lt;br /&gt;and I'm on the edge of begging back my old mask..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking seulement!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7444335739608491012?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7444335739608491012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7444335739608491012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7444335739608491012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7444335739608491012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/08/vulnerable.html' title='Vulnerable'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6379963834442644282</id><published>2009-08-22T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:09:26.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sands in my hand...</title><content type='html'>The sands in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Stays intact within my gently grasp&lt;br /&gt;I was scared to let go any of the sand&lt;br /&gt;and end up grasp it too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;The sands escape more freely between my fingers&lt;br /&gt;When I hold it tightly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My insecurity and fear that I will lose the sands within my hand&lt;br /&gt;Has cause me a great deal of lost&lt;br /&gt;When I should always have faith and believe&lt;br /&gt;that the sands will stays within my grasp&lt;br /&gt;without actually trying to hard.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where did I lost that confidence of mine..&lt;br /&gt;I create fear and planted them within my mind evidently..&lt;br /&gt;It slowly poisoned my mind&lt;br /&gt;and slowly forgot what was my intention in the beginning..&lt;br /&gt;The reasons I hold the sands in my hand was pushed away behind my head..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've lost the hold of it..&lt;br /&gt;Regretted so much that I started to hate my own self&lt;br /&gt;The pain of losing of something I hold so dearly&lt;br /&gt;was so indescribable..&lt;br /&gt;It takes a toll to myself..&lt;br /&gt;What hurts me more is that I hurt the sands by clenching my fist too tightly..&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine how the sands losing its form for my own carelessness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately try to gather it back&lt;br /&gt;Without actually giving space&lt;br /&gt;and being impatiently to fix everything back&lt;br /&gt;Consequences are going be bound in for everything I did..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm taking my time healing my wounds from holding it too tightly..&lt;br /&gt;Searching for my confidence back and alter the person I am now to the person I was..&lt;br /&gt;I would never give up... never... I will get the sands back in one piece again&lt;br /&gt;Like the way it was...&lt;br /&gt;Before I do those.. My own self need to find my own missing pieces that cause&lt;br /&gt;The insecure, the fear and act of foolishness that cant be  apprehend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6379963834442644282?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6379963834442644282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6379963834442644282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6379963834442644282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6379963834442644282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/08/sands-in-my-hand.html' title='The sands in my hand...'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7728950444027717632</id><published>2009-07-07T04:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T04:59:17.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again</title><content type='html'>This song is quite awesome.. taken from a currently hit Anime in Japan now,&lt;br /&gt;Full Metal Alchemist : Brotherhood.&lt;br /&gt;I always like the first FMA, I hope the new version which they said are closely related to the manga is good like the first unlike the previous FMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening song is GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yui - Again (the same for Bleach 1st season song if I'm not mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English Translation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to pursue my dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in this narrow winding road, stuttering in the crowds of people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's not that I want to return to that past,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am just searching for the sky I have lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't show the sad face as if you have been sacrificed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tears do not end a sin. We have to carry it with us through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; in this maze of feelings with no ends in sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Who am I waiting for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As scribbled on the blank note, I want to be more honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What do I want to escape from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it this thing called "reality"?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "For what am I living?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In the middle of the night as my memories are fading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't play safe anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but there is nowhere to go too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's still so much in life to remove this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will feel nostalgic about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I welcome this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I have to apologize for this. Ah, I'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't say it well. I'm just causing worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everything that I embraced that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Everything that I will embrace tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I will not arrange them in any order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope you understand. I closed my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but I could still see things I do not want to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unnecessary rumors that I hear for the first time, so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "Face it and you will be friends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't tell lies like these.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My heart being agitated from deep inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a burning sensation runs through my body.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Actually I'm expecting something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; from this thing called "reality".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "For what am I living?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to shout it out loud. Can you hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't play safe anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but there is nowhere to go too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am grateful for all the kindness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so I want to become stronger to march on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I do welcome friends and foes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How do I open the next door? I'm thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The unretractable story has begun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Open your eyes. Open your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There is still so much in life to remove this feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want to start all over again so that I can complete what I haven't done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Shall we go AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "For what am I living?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to shout it out loud. Can you hear me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't play safe anymore,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but there is nowhere to go too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am grateful for all the kindness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so I want to become stronger. I feel the nostalgia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I welcome this pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Japanese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yume no tsuzuki oi kakete ita hazuna no ni&lt;br /&gt;magari kunetta komai michi hito ni tsumazuku&lt;br /&gt;ano goro mitai nitte modoritai wake janai no&lt;br /&gt;naku shitekita sora o sagashiteru&lt;br /&gt;wakatte kuremasu you ni&lt;br /&gt;gisei ni natta you na kanashii kao hayamete yo&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;tsumi no saigo wa namida janai yo zutto kurushiku seottekunda&lt;br /&gt;deguchi mienai kanjou me iro ni dare o matteru no?&lt;br /&gt;shiroi nooto ni totta you ni motto sunao ni hakidashitai yo&lt;br /&gt;nanika ra nogare tainda&lt;br /&gt;genjitsutte yatsu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kanaeru tame ni ikiterun datte&lt;br /&gt;wasurecha isou na yoru no mannaka&lt;br /&gt;bunan ninante yatterarenaikara&lt;br /&gt;kaeru basho mo nai no&lt;br /&gt;kono omoi o keshite shimau ni wa mada jinsei nagai desho&lt;br /&gt;natsukashi kunaru konna itami mo kangei jan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;ayamara nakucha ikenai yo ne aa gomen ne&lt;br /&gt;umaku ienakute shinpai kaketa mama datta ne&lt;br /&gt;ano nichi dae ta zenbu ashita dae ru zenbu junban tsuketari hashinai kara&lt;br /&gt;wakatte kuremasu you ni&lt;br /&gt;sotto me o tojitanda mitakunai mono made miendamon&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;iranai uwasa ni chotto hajimete kiku hatsugen docchi&lt;br /&gt;mukai atta ra tomodachi datte uso hayamete ne&lt;br /&gt;akai haato ga iradatsu you ni karada no naka moete irunda&lt;br /&gt;hontou ha kitaishi teru no&lt;br /&gt;genjitsu tteyatsu&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kanae rutameni iki teirundatte&lt;br /&gt;sakebi takunaruyo kikoete imasuka&lt;br /&gt;bunan ninante yatterarenai kara&lt;br /&gt;kaeru basho mo nai no&lt;br /&gt;yasashisa ni wa itsumo kansha shiteru&lt;br /&gt;dakara tsuyoku naritai (I’m on the way)&lt;br /&gt;susumu tame ni teki mo mikata mo kangeijan&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;dou yatte tsugi no doa hirakerun dakke kangaeteru&lt;br /&gt;mou biki kaese nai monogatari hajimatterunda&lt;br /&gt;me o samase me o samase&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kono omoi o keshiteshimau ni wa mada jinsei nagai desho?&lt;br /&gt;yari no koshiteru koto yari na oshite mitai kara&lt;br /&gt;mou ichido yukou&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;kanae rutameni iki terundatte&lt;br /&gt;sakebi takunaruyo kiko eteimasuka&lt;br /&gt;bunan ninante yatterarenai kara&lt;br /&gt;kaeru basho mo nai no&lt;br /&gt;yasashisani wa itsumo kansha shiteru&lt;br /&gt;dakara tsuyoku naritai (I’m on the way)&lt;br /&gt;natsukashiku naru konna itami mo kangei jan&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="similiar"&gt;Yeap, the lyric kinda edgy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="widget-content"&gt;&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/31176552-7728950444027717632?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7728950444027717632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7728950444027717632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7728950444027717632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7728950444027717632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/07/again.html' title='Again'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6357441536416795231</id><published>2009-07-06T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:02:55.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woooooooot Painals!</title><content type='html'>Painals! Stardee four painals! woooot~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6357441536416795231?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6357441536416795231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6357441536416795231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6357441536416795231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6357441536416795231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/07/woooooooot-painals.html' title='Woooooooot Painals!'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7330097301427765564</id><published>2009-06-23T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T02:55:33.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Light bearer who betrays the God</title><content type='html'>Nobody is perfect..&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as good or bad..&lt;br /&gt;It is a balance harmony..&lt;br /&gt;Even though my name bear the meaning of light..&lt;br /&gt;I am still the horrifying darkness..&lt;br /&gt;Overly consumed by two of my seven sins..&lt;br /&gt;Greed and wrath have taken the best of me..&lt;br /&gt;I can't no longer bring peace within me..&lt;br /&gt;The balance disrupted..&lt;br /&gt;Another yet pit of darkness trying taking me back..&lt;br /&gt;Again, I must fight it and be better from being devoured..&lt;br /&gt;Challenge that I can't simply refuse for the sake of other part of me..&lt;br /&gt;Even I walk on the path of Asura and once a white demon..&lt;br /&gt;I used to dreamed of be what I really want instead of become of my nature..&lt;br /&gt;Now I do not know what to believe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7330097301427765564?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7330097301427765564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7330097301427765564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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it.&lt;br /&gt;Once it was opened, sins came out of it.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am thinking whether should I regret it. &lt;br /&gt;If I never opened it, I would never accumulating sins..&lt;br /&gt;But I would be in misery on my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going downhill.. for I've sinned again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of person I am now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7924955226371400802?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7924955226371400802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7924955226371400802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7924955226371400802'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1055610758573027941?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1055610758573027941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1055610758573027941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1055610758573027941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1055610758573027941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/05/nirvana.html' title='Nirvana...'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2675073698748819964</id><published>2009-05-25T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T03:12:47.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship.. is bullshit sometimes</title><content type='html'>It is.. which I don't mind ditch bullshit kind of friendship.. which is super wild out there..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2675073698748819964?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2675073698748819964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2675073698748819964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2675073698748819964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2675073698748819964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/05/friendship-is-bullshit-sometimes.html' title='Friendship.. is bullshit sometimes'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2577059983043658270</id><published>2009-05-14T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T01:35:39.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The usuals, some up and down, some side of here and there</title><content type='html'>Whenever people ask me "how are you, hows life?"&lt;br /&gt;My answers for them will mostly be this "The usual, some up and down, some side of here and there"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems to be the most practical thing to answer to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual because I do go through stages of happiness and some unhappiness event in my life. Could never avoid any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do feel happy nowadays but there are always things that make me upset equally as my happiness. It frustrates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my 4WD project, I get over excited after I bought my stuff and upset a lot after to learned that I can't use any of it on the place I'm going to play. So much of waste for my money. Have to re-spend to get original parts to able to play officially and join the competition to be fair. It give me tons of heartache and i really don't want to quit this hobby since I spend a lot. So I really must learn to tune and upgrade my 4WD car. Then race it to perfection! I named this project, PROJECT JULIET since I named my new orange chassis, Juliet Dee. Maybe cos of old band called themselves Juliet the Orange. Hope to have time to join the race in June. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my family.. It is up and down too.. at one point I'm good and then right after that its not.. Damn malas to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my relationship, it goes the same too.. up and down. but whenever I'm upset or unhappy, I just say what need to be said and shut up. Won't say no more since it is pointless for me if its not going to change anything and its going to upset me more. I just hope we work better for next time instead of repeating it. Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that.. studies and shits..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2577059983043658270?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2577059983043658270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2577059983043658270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2577059983043658270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2577059983043658270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/05/usuals-some-up-and-down-some-side-of.html' title='The usuals, some up and down, some side of here and there'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5612364054276118341</id><published>2009-05-05T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:21:25.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This ain't a scene, it's just luci making his way</title><content type='html'>I'm back from long exhausting trip from south to north back to south and back to north and finally back to south.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hardly have time to spend with my other half which kinda frustrated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 25th to 30th of April, I went to Ipoh..&lt;br /&gt;Came back to puchong on 30th and kinda exhausted and then on 1st May till 3rd of May, a trip to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;I never consider any of this trips as holidays cause I hardly enjoy it and it superbly tiring.. hardly get any good sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, not enough holidays! cos of this.. i abit hot-headed sometimes.. grr grr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5612364054276118341?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5612364054276118341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5612364054276118341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5612364054276118341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5612364054276118341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-aint-scene-its-just-luci-making.html' title='This ain&apos;t a scene, it&apos;s just luci making his way'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7194656092272309817</id><published>2009-04-20T03:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T03:42:32.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to</title><content type='html'>but i have no idea what is it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7194656092272309817?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7194656092272309817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7194656092272309817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7194656092272309817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7194656092272309817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-want-to.html' title='I want to'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6015050466106719816</id><published>2009-04-15T19:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T19:40:36.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis - The Masterplan</title><content type='html'>For those been stopping by at my blog.. I recommend you guys to listen to&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - The Masterplan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Oasis always have been my greatest favourite band since I was in high-school..&lt;br /&gt;The meaning of the song that I recommended can be vary depends on the individual.&lt;br /&gt;This song reveal some of myself for now.. so download it and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Take the time to make some sense&lt;br /&gt;Of what you want to say&lt;br /&gt;And cast your words away upon the waves&lt;br /&gt;Sail them home with acquiesce&lt;br /&gt;On a ship of hope today&lt;br /&gt;And as they land upon the shore&lt;br /&gt;Tell them not to fear no more&lt;br /&gt;Say it loud and sing it proud&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then dance if you want to dance&lt;br /&gt;Please brother take a chance&lt;br /&gt;You know they're gonna go&lt;br /&gt;Which way they wanna go&lt;br /&gt;All we know is that we don't know --&lt;br /&gt;How it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Please brother let it be&lt;br /&gt;Life on the other hand won't make us understand&lt;br /&gt;We're all part of the masterplan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say it loud and sing it proud&lt;br /&gt;Today...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying right is wrong&lt;br /&gt;It's up to us to make&lt;br /&gt;The best of all the things that come our way&lt;br /&gt;Coz everything that's been has past&lt;br /&gt;The answer's in the looking glass&lt;br /&gt;There's four and twenty million doors&lt;br /&gt;On life's endless corridor&lt;br /&gt;Say it loud and sing it proud&lt;br /&gt;And they...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will dance if they want to dance&lt;br /&gt;Please brother take a chance&lt;br /&gt;You know they're gonna go&lt;br /&gt;Which way they wanna go&lt;br /&gt;All we know is that we don't know --&lt;br /&gt;How it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;Please brother let it be&lt;br /&gt;Life on the other hand won't make you understand&lt;br /&gt;Why we're all part of the masterplan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oasis - The Masterplan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6015050466106719816?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6015050466106719816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6015050466106719816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6015050466106719816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6015050466106719816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/04/oasis-masterplan.html' title='Oasis - The Masterplan'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-4631908033518163701</id><published>2009-04-14T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T02:23:11.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku hanyala... &amp; buhsan</title><content type='html'>Aku hanyalah manusia biasa..&lt;br /&gt;Seorang manusia dengan kuasa seorang raja&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku gelak ketawa HA HA HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! AKU SANGAT BUHSAN!&lt;br /&gt;Buhsan teramat amat la buhsan&lt;br /&gt;sehingga menulis buhsan amat la menarik&lt;br /&gt;kerana aku sungguh amat buhsan&lt;br /&gt;tetapi buhsan punya pasal aku tulis&lt;br /&gt;buhsan banyak punya kali buhsan&lt;br /&gt;sampai aku punya kepala sudah buhsan&lt;br /&gt;dengan perkataan buhsan&lt;br /&gt;boleh kata buhsan ini boleh bunuh seorang manusia&lt;br /&gt;yang sedang buhsan kerana buhsan tidak membuat apa&lt;br /&gt;gila buhsan tau tak buhsan gaban nya buhsan gampang buhsan&lt;br /&gt;wowowo buhsan tahap naga gigit seekor kucing sedang nak berlepas&lt;br /&gt;gila la apa aku buhsan merepek ni&lt;br /&gt;buhsan sial sampai tak betul dia buat aku gila buhsan sial&lt;br /&gt;berhentilah jari ku menulis buhsan, oi berhenti la sial,&lt;br /&gt;dah buhsan dibuatnya la, ngok BUHSAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhsan dek anak Ali Khan Bohsan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMARAN JANGAN BACA... takpela.. korang dah baca pun.. dah terlambat..&lt;br /&gt;nasi dah jadi tahi.. sebab aku dah makan sebelum dia jadi bubur la bodo..&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;Kau la gila.. kau yang baca.. hahaha, pukul kang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, enuff of your nutcase rant.. ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-4631908033518163701?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/4631908033518163701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=4631908033518163701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4631908033518163701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4631908033518163701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/04/aku-hanyala-buhsan.html' title='Aku hanyala... &amp; buhsan'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-420355182650540223</id><published>2009-04-11T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:27:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final countdown</title><content type='html'>Final exams is just a few days away..&lt;br /&gt;But I dun feel like studying at all..&lt;br /&gt;Can I just lying on my bed and dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-420355182650540223?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/420355182650540223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=420355182650540223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/420355182650540223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/420355182650540223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/04/final-countdown.html' title='Final countdown'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-907593332467169626</id><published>2009-04-11T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T04:00:38.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I have a pet..</title><content type='html'>If I have a pet.. it would be.. &lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;wait..&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;yes!!&lt;br /&gt;no..&lt;br /&gt;aha!&lt;br /&gt;it would be totally a Godzilla!&lt;br /&gt;And name it Sushi.. Sushi the Godzilla..&lt;br /&gt;Then it would be a perfect plan for me to take over the world, muwahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;People are gonna shout, "OMG SUSHI IS HERE!! RUN!!!" when there see my godzilla walking around.. hohoho~&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my godzilla can do roll-over while destroying a city.. awww, ain't that cute?&lt;br /&gt;I would be crying in happiness if that ever happen..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-907593332467169626?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/907593332467169626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=907593332467169626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/907593332467169626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/907593332467169626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-i-have-pet.html' title='If I have a pet..'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5505026227084976828</id><published>2009-04-10T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:55:29.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>I guess when I'm tired&lt;br /&gt;I can be pretty quiet&lt;br /&gt;All my tolerance on nonsense and annoyance&lt;br /&gt;Has greatly reduce too..&lt;br /&gt;My palm kinda "ringan" now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, ada je budak budak sial&lt;br /&gt;suka cari pasal&lt;br /&gt;Penerajang kang&lt;br /&gt;Menangis tak pasal pasal&lt;br /&gt;Lalu ugut aku nak panggil mak..&lt;br /&gt;Ah, ingat aku takut?&lt;br /&gt;Aish, budak budak sial..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5505026227084976828?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5505026227084976828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5505026227084976828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5505026227084976828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5505026227084976828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/04/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8671990792697152943</id><published>2009-04-05T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T15:34:25.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wo Si Huan Ni</title><content type='html'>Those words you wrote for me..&lt;br /&gt;was very meaningful..&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8671990792697152943?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5740049536603726464</id><published>2009-03-27T04:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T05:45:09.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cry and let die, Fuck you</title><content type='html'>I felt like screaming.. felt like crying&lt;br /&gt;It hurts and it hurts&lt;br /&gt;But the pain never was an issue&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never regret of what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the fuck do You have to inflict pain and regrets to others?!&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is our existence?!&lt;br /&gt;Letting us to suffer and tormenting ourselves for what!&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed, I really am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making me to go through fucking a lot sort of shits,&lt;br /&gt;I don't fucking mind about it,&lt;br /&gt;but making people around me to feel sorry for themselves?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think its funny?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna back down.&lt;br /&gt;I am here to get back my fucking throne&lt;br /&gt;ah, why the hell am I blaming you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my own kind that need to be blame..&lt;br /&gt;the same dna and blood that running through my vein&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is why am I furious..&lt;br /&gt;for we are all the same mindless beast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will always hate and hate my own race &lt;br /&gt;except for few and love one.&lt;br /&gt;This stupid thoughts making me hate my own self..&lt;br /&gt;For I will never be any different from them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont such a thing ruined my future&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5740049536603726464?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5507848557516274833</id><published>2009-03-24T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T17:09:27.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hunt you down</title><content type='html'>Somebody somewhere is playing a fool around&lt;br /&gt;Painting graffiti&lt;br /&gt;Tainting my wall of pride&lt;br /&gt;and I will&lt;br /&gt;Hunt that person down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5507848557516274833?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5507848557516274833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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it worth it?</title><content type='html'>nothing in this world that is worth having comes easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again.. it is possible that all the trouble that you've been through will bring you down at the end of the road&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-4409193310892022775?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/4409193310892022775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=4409193310892022775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4409193310892022775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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continue kill after that?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How my life will be like after murdering a man&lt;br /&gt;Running away for being wanted&lt;br /&gt;What would happen to the friends I had&lt;br /&gt;Will they help me or hand me over to the authority?&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia paranoid, who could I trust?&lt;br /&gt;How am I going to survive eventhough I never get caught..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire future ruined for such simple sin deed for a pleasure&lt;br /&gt;To kill a man&lt;br /&gt;To be chased by many&lt;br /&gt;To be hated by my own loves one&lt;br /&gt;To never have much fun again&lt;br /&gt;To miss my own bed&lt;br /&gt;For I will be running for murdering a man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To murder a man&lt;br /&gt;A man that would be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seulement-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about life and death lately..&lt;br /&gt;And I have thoughts of a running convict with suicide.&lt;br /&gt;A man who is wanted for murdering himself, classic irony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owh yeah before I forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool&lt;br /&gt;for going to ruin my own life&lt;br /&gt;I got the feeling that I will&lt;br /&gt;and I can't stop myself from it&lt;br /&gt;because it will the only way to be free&lt;br /&gt;from this entangle of sweet misery within me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a fool &lt;br /&gt;Yet, I am prepared for it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7091720600000237649?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7091720600000237649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7091720600000237649' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naaah, not excited at all.&lt;br /&gt;I think I was more excited for Jason Mraz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got a feeling that this year sunburst was kinda over commercialized..&lt;br /&gt;Kalau awesome gempak tahap gaban takpe gak... ishk..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1995893427962800861?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1995893427962800861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1995893427962800861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1995893427962800861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;While going through some of the letters.. &lt;br /&gt;I found a lot interesting letter.. some secret admirer.. some advices.. some apologize letter.. &lt;br /&gt;The thing is.. those promises we made during those year.. didn't happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like the promise a girl made to me in one of the letter&lt;br /&gt;"you are always welcome in my world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what she doing now.. swimming in the sea of sabah or sarawak.. not sure..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2314405515903559499?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2314405515903559499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2314405515903559499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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never calm like it should be&lt;br /&gt;Like a freaking big tsunami wiping off human life of the shore&lt;br /&gt;For me, I can't think straight and properly&lt;br /&gt;Come on Luc, they are not worth for you to piss at them&lt;br /&gt;Forgive them instead of wishing them to suffer from your wrath&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is never worth it.&lt;br /&gt;Let the water calm.. let it cool&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pathetic fool&lt;br /&gt;to stop you from spread your contagious smile&lt;br /&gt;Smile Luc Smile&lt;br /&gt;Jangan memalukan nama kau&lt;br /&gt;Kerana kau adalah cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Apa gunanya jika cahaya sendiri memancarkan kebencian&lt;br /&gt;apabila kau patut memancarkan kebahagiaan&lt;br /&gt;Senyum la kau&lt;br /&gt;Kerana kau adalah Luc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeer... yerlaaa... ishk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate giving myself a prep talk cos I'll laugh at my ownself in the end.. &lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bodo kaw.&lt;div 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title'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7886510715700924287</id><published>2009-03-15T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T01:50:17.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On top</title><content type='html'>I like to feel being on top&lt;br /&gt;Heck, I enjoyed and proud of it&lt;br /&gt;But when I fell to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;The feelings never that great&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7886510715700924287?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5173653734207703572</id><published>2009-03-07T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:33:36.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200 posts - In my life</title><content type='html'>In my previous rant,&lt;br /&gt;I mentioned how afraid I am to lose friends&lt;br /&gt;So in this post, I want to write that I've lose too many friends that&lt;br /&gt;I very dear of and which makes me don't mind to lose some friends&lt;br /&gt;that I found they are not important at all in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, only those we found them important and meaningful&lt;br /&gt;can only be call as friends.&lt;br /&gt;Our friends that loves to be called as our friends.&lt;br /&gt;And I know I'm a person who never throw the word "friend" around&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a proud person and I don't simply want to shine one's life and be&lt;br /&gt;a shadow at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;In a simple word.. I'm special to them.&lt;br /&gt;Not just any ordinary friend you want to spend your time with.&lt;br /&gt;But a person worth sharing your life with.&lt;br /&gt;The joy and sorrow of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know and I do know&lt;br /&gt;I'm a too much of sentimental this few days&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason for it though&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wonder, how I ever ended up here.&lt;br /&gt;Of why do I always bring gloom and doom within me&lt;br /&gt;and also why I always do crazy things and being a total idiot&lt;br /&gt;in front of those I called friends&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I do those so they could open up and let down their guard&lt;br /&gt;and enjoy every bit of their life of being of who they are&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy every moment they laugh and tears&lt;br /&gt;Simple because they are able to be themselves in front of their friends&lt;br /&gt;and me of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For gloom and doom,&lt;br /&gt;It all because of my past experience&lt;br /&gt;Of the pain and pleasure I've gone through&lt;br /&gt;I miss those feelings&lt;br /&gt;To be able knowing a lot of amazing people&lt;br /&gt;and also learn things that people like my age would find it hard to understand&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I was still in primary and experienced things an adult should.&lt;br /&gt;Growing up with different people and setting ought to make a person broaden the mind.&lt;br /&gt;Some people do grow up almost with same people but with changing group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I had those time too, just that the people keep changing plus changing group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I had my adventures when I was kid, thanks to my bicycle.. I could travel from place to place and knowing the kids from their park and also pick up their culture.&lt;br /&gt;Until today, I still can recalled even though I can't remember their name.&lt;br /&gt;Life were tough back then, it makes me jaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in and out of love&lt;br /&gt;I've betray and been betrayed&lt;br /&gt;I've lied and been lied to&lt;br /&gt;I kick a lot asses in those days&lt;br /&gt;and I got beat up once after I promised myself to stop get involve in a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I do feel unlucky with the things I've gone through&lt;br /&gt;but most of the time I'm glad&lt;br /&gt;Those events teaches me a lot of knowing a stranger well&lt;br /&gt;the quote "can't judge a book by a cover"&lt;br /&gt;I find it untrue for me.. for I really can read a person just by observing&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I knew a lot different type of people&lt;br /&gt;After all, we are almost similar to each other&lt;br /&gt;It tells a lot by how the person walk, talk, body language and even the structure of their face.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I want to but I can't read is the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Well until recently I kinda can but without guidance from Ivy.&lt;br /&gt;I could interpret it wrong.&lt;br /&gt;This knowledge sure give me a lot of advantage yet it makes me hard to trust anyone&lt;br /&gt;Sure it helps me to crush their life easily&lt;br /&gt;But I could never have the heart to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not everybody would go through things similarly as me.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me when I realized&lt;br /&gt;I've lost too many people in my life&lt;br /&gt;Especially those gone forever from this world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5173653734207703572?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-162058818929729100</id><published>2009-03-07T05:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T05:55:49.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Could we ever?</title><content type='html'>I keep asking myself&lt;br /&gt;If any of us will be together&lt;br /&gt;in the future&lt;br /&gt;friends come and go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 20 years and few months&lt;br /&gt;I've known many friends&lt;br /&gt;Sweet and bitter&lt;br /&gt;Only few of them survive in this&lt;br /&gt;war we called friendship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We agree and we argue over silly things&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we ended up breaking each other heart&lt;br /&gt;It always be there in our minds&lt;br /&gt;Regretting the things we do onto each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are wonder&lt;br /&gt;If you ever wonder about us&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am and miss the friendship we used to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I who I am now because&lt;br /&gt;the friendship we have in those time?&lt;br /&gt;To think of it, if I never lose any friends&lt;br /&gt;I would have thousands of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the people that I still could remember the name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin the guy that used to making stupid jokes when we were standard 1&lt;br /&gt;Irene the gal that way older than me&lt;br /&gt;Amy the Japanese girl that used to carry me around when I was small&lt;br /&gt;Mahathir the dude from my kindergarten and passed away due to horrible accident&lt;br /&gt;Hanan the guy that everybody loves to hang out with including teachers&lt;br /&gt;Amir that always talk things rationally and he was always seems cool&lt;br /&gt;Pak Din the guy that used to cycle on his tricycle and give me a ride to school&lt;br /&gt;Nash the cool prefect guy in my school eventhough were same age&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Farah that makes me nervous every time I saw her&lt;br /&gt;Azrul the guy that always pissed at me yet he still couldnt beat me&lt;br /&gt;Jamal the guy that always use my bat for rounders&lt;br /&gt;Along the cool gangsta dude that I look up upon&lt;br /&gt;Syamil the guy make me into sheila on 7&lt;br /&gt;Chia Yin, the girl I had crush on and I always called her Arimi&lt;br /&gt;Umie Khalsom the pretty girl that I always bumped into&lt;br /&gt;Amelia the girl that asked me help about her bike when she just move to Ipoh, and I miss the time we talk in school.&lt;br /&gt;Ridzuan my first bestfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people been passing through my life yet I couldnt remember&lt;br /&gt;most of the name&lt;br /&gt;I wonder, if they ever wonder about us.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship was one of the thing I always afraid to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promise we made but never were fully fulfilled&lt;br /&gt;Do we just said it for we believe we would be together forever&lt;br /&gt;Yet we can't even remember our own names.&lt;br /&gt;The moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the people that have been in my life&lt;br /&gt;Hope we'll meet and be friends again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-162058818929729100?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/162058818929729100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=162058818929729100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/162058818929729100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/162058818929729100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;I still can’t say it after all we’ve been through&lt;br /&gt;And all I really want from you is to feel me&lt;br /&gt;As the feeling inside keeps building&lt;br /&gt;And I will find a way to you if it kills me&lt;br /&gt;If it kills me&lt;br /&gt;If it kills me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-If It Kills Me by Jason Mraz-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song suits me best,&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I'll do, I will be risking it all&lt;br /&gt;Either way there is no win-win solution&lt;br /&gt;There are so much thing that I'm worry about now&lt;br /&gt;With the bad shite around me that makes me in a huge dilemma&lt;br /&gt;Till I got no time to think anything properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes me sad but I got no time for that&lt;br /&gt;Even though I'm sad, I do feel happy too&lt;br /&gt;Dire confuse I am&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm sad for there is a decision need to be made&lt;br /&gt;with the consequences I'm ready to pay for&lt;br /&gt;but I do not want to go there at all&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for everything that happen despite of the terrible thing around me&lt;br /&gt;There is hope that holding me up. &lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm going to deep&lt;br /&gt;and deeper each day&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I ever crawl back out even I don't too..&lt;br /&gt;What a mess I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;So tell me..&lt;br /&gt;Is this are all worth the trouble?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder every each day&lt;br /&gt;In every dream I was in&lt;br /&gt;I kept wonder and wonder&lt;br /&gt;To go through all of this&lt;br /&gt;and might end up in a dumpster&lt;br /&gt;I wonder is this worth all the trouble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I even sound like pathetic fool&lt;br /&gt;Don't I just hate that?&lt;br /&gt;What an irony I am in.&lt;br /&gt;What a weak flame I am..&lt;br /&gt;Incomplete being..&lt;br /&gt;Come on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6873421013393402032?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5231133159104943389</id><published>2009-03-03T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:30:08.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We miss you</title><content type='html'>Today, this very date is where it all happen.&lt;br /&gt;Last year on a week before this date,&lt;br /&gt;I was having a terrible dream for almost every time I closed my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I woke up from that dream, I was soak in sweat and felt really&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable as there is something troubling me.&lt;br /&gt;My heartache non stop and I was just too awake.&lt;br /&gt;I could snap anyone at that time.&lt;br /&gt;It was at that time too, bad things started to happen around me.&lt;br /&gt;Everything that happen was a poison to my psychological state.&lt;br /&gt;This eyes hurts as the day closing by.&lt;br /&gt;On that day itself, a teardrop flowing down from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day after that day,&lt;br /&gt;An unknown number reaching my phone&lt;br /&gt;Behind that call, there was a voice of a girl&lt;br /&gt;It was very depressing tone of her&lt;br /&gt;delivering me the most news that I couldn't bear take it.&lt;br /&gt;I just collapsed.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry but I just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she called, she was crying.&lt;br /&gt;I drove to her place to found out the place was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;To see her cry was the painful to watch.&lt;br /&gt;I just sat down on the sofa next to her.&lt;br /&gt;Till she cry herself to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;I went search my cigarette in her room&lt;br /&gt;A cigarette with Ivy's writing on it.&lt;br /&gt;It was written "king's curse"&lt;br /&gt;And I left for home&lt;br /&gt;thinking whether should I smoke that cigarette or should I not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days later,&lt;br /&gt;She called me to go her house and it was emergency&lt;br /&gt;I was worried since tons of bad stuff happen around me&lt;br /&gt;and I thought it got this time.&lt;br /&gt;When I was there, she gave me a box from Ivy&lt;br /&gt;Within the box were a letter and my crystal bracelet which I gave to Jules before she left for good as a memento. &lt;br /&gt;I never wore it once for I'm scared the beads fall off like every bracelet I wore before.&lt;br /&gt;So I bought almost similar bracelet to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter, &lt;br /&gt;The scent of the letter remind me of her.&lt;br /&gt;It was a fucked up letter.&lt;br /&gt;Cos I knew very well.. everything that I ever believe in was shattered&lt;br /&gt;my dreams turn into dust&lt;br /&gt;my hope was fading away&lt;br /&gt;Entire future of mine turn into crap instantly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for a year I'm working back on it&lt;br /&gt;And I'm done grieving and mourning for you&lt;br /&gt;To say that I'm stronger than last time, not really.&lt;br /&gt;I've grown weaker to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted from fighting each day for nothing&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have a hope.&lt;br /&gt;My last hope which I knew well that I would crushed it by my own hands later on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we miss you&lt;br /&gt;and its kinda time for us to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;and put you behind yea know. &lt;br /&gt;Not gonna let you interfere with my life every time&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda happy the way I am&lt;br /&gt;Then again..&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;Here it is,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye flower girl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5231133159104943389?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5231133159104943389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5231133159104943389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5231133159104943389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5231133159104943389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-miss-you.html' title='We miss you'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1739702203051698070</id><published>2009-03-02T17:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:51:55.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Restraining order</title><content type='html'>I'm putting myself a distance from everyone now for awhile&lt;br /&gt;Bad shite been happening around me.&lt;br /&gt;First started with my car skidded badly&lt;br /&gt;and give a helluva trouble to everyone&lt;br /&gt;Mum was admitted to the hospital without me knowing&lt;br /&gt;Oh come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closer to the anniversary.. the shitty it gets..&lt;br /&gt;and I just hope I doesn't lose too much good friends and my soul again like what happen last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1739702203051698070?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1739702203051698070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Tomorrow  and Today</title><content type='html'>The month of March&lt;br /&gt;Is where it all begins&lt;br /&gt;My depression&lt;br /&gt;The story that I lose the smile&lt;br /&gt;That she put upon on this vessel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month where I lose everything&lt;br /&gt;my light, my love, my hope, and everything I hold dear&lt;br /&gt;I fell deep into the pit of darkness&lt;br /&gt;When the death deliver the news of it new victim to me&lt;br /&gt;I collapsed, thinking of what left for me to live this life of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter, hatred and my agony rise up&lt;br /&gt;as I questioned my own existence&lt;br /&gt;am I here to feel love and lose it?&lt;br /&gt;to know there is a hope to live on and it been crushed instantly&lt;br /&gt;in front of the curse eye of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave up on everything&lt;br /&gt;I became the man with nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;I challenged and destroy everything that within my path&lt;br /&gt;I grew strong within the realm of darkness&lt;br /&gt;with the irony that I am the light of my own life.&lt;br /&gt;Though I am the darkness, a demon that embrace the warmth&lt;br /&gt;of the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I used to wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Is the name Luc was a big joke that was given or was it a test&lt;br /&gt;that was design to make me fail at it miserably?&lt;br /&gt;This curse of being the only one..&lt;br /&gt;The only, a seulement.. a wanderer that carries a huge burden in a casket &lt;br /&gt;Behind the back of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carving the mask of joker&lt;br /&gt;That forever smile while I'm wearing it&lt;br /&gt;Behind the mask, I was secretly crying&lt;br /&gt;But this tears are now dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly a year I've been grieving for you&lt;br /&gt;you were the source of my life&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm putting you behind me&lt;br /&gt;Starting to write a new chapter&lt;br /&gt;With you just a memories&lt;br /&gt;Of my distant past that I would miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing up and accepting my responsibilities&lt;br /&gt;I will be the light that you always dream of&lt;br /&gt;No, I must!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow and today&lt;br /&gt;I will say goodbye to you soon&lt;br /&gt;Very soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1177707544325021933?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1177707544325021933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1177707544325021933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1177707544325021933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1177707544325021933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/tomorrow-and-today.html' title='Tomorrow  and Today'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1673681864153501053</id><published>2009-02-24T21:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T21:42:14.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seulement's wish II and Otherworld</title><content type='html'>I tried to get back my throne and shit storm come hit me madly.&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't giving up yet though.&lt;br /&gt;Is this worth my trouble?&lt;br /&gt;I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other world&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nav nearly make a trip to other world. He and I basically skidded while we were driving our car at 12.30am on 24th Feb. YEAP! WE BOTH SKIDDED NEARLY SAME TIME with TOTALLY DIFF PLACE. I skidded after I made a corner and so does he. He was below the flyover while I was on the flyover. He was in Ipoh while I was in Kl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His head bang to the window while my car bang the bloody divider.I got psychological bruises while he got the physical one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know both of us are wingman to each other.. I felt like I'm the Goose while he is the Maverick. Well this is not the first bad thing that happen to us that almost same time or the good thing happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that things always happen to us at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1673681864153501053?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1673681864153501053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1673681864153501053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1673681864153501053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1673681864153501053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/seulements-wish-ii-and-otherworld.html' title='Seulement&apos;s wish II and Otherworld'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1864330834302042835</id><published>2009-02-21T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T23:15:41.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escape</title><content type='html'>I felt like escaping from this world&lt;br /&gt;Enter the world of oblivion&lt;br /&gt;With a new name&lt;br /&gt;Start anew or to be reborn&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;I want you to follow me&lt;br /&gt;to that world&lt;br /&gt;Escape together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er hem.. do your work please..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1864330834302042835?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1864330834302042835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1864330834302042835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1864330834302042835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1864330834302042835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/escape.html' title='Escape'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7074859439392596088</id><published>2009-02-18T23:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:45:32.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>King's throne</title><content type='html'>I'm back for my throne&lt;br /&gt;For years I've been running&lt;br /&gt;For years I've been hunted down&lt;br /&gt;For there can't be two kings&lt;br /&gt;I exiled myself for&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't worthy enough&lt;br /&gt;To command and rule the people&lt;br /&gt;To lead them into a new era&lt;br /&gt;Am I now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King's throne&lt;br /&gt;and the impostor is waiting&lt;br /&gt;for me to return&lt;br /&gt;for me to be slayed by his blade&lt;br /&gt;Not today and never!&lt;br /&gt;For I am here now for my throne&lt;br /&gt;and for my queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pride that was tainted by you, impostor&lt;br /&gt;Will pay for it soon,&lt;br /&gt;For taking away my rightfully throne&lt;br /&gt;and my queen of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;By my blade, you will kneel&lt;br /&gt;before the true king of Lucida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my dying love..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Seulement the exiled king and the wanderer-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7074859439392596088?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7074859439392596088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7074859439392596088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7074859439392596088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7074859439392596088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/kings-throne.html' title='King&apos;s throne'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-4278506896677849224</id><published>2009-02-16T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T22:08:14.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buat aku tersenyum</title><content type='html'>cos i get to eat pizza in a good mood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-4278506896677849224?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/4278506896677849224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=4278506896677849224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4278506896677849224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4278506896677849224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/buat-aku-tersenyum.html' title='Buat aku tersenyum'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5870571934408850671</id><published>2009-02-15T20:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:49:59.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace</title><content type='html'>I think I'm into Jeff Buckley's 1998 album The Sketches(For my sweetheart the drunk).&lt;br /&gt;It is so relaxing and it suits for a night listener like me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as March approaching I'm getting restless.&lt;br /&gt;Getting even more paranoid, getting unusual temper..&lt;br /&gt;The beast screeching to get out of me.&lt;br /&gt;and I am falling deeper by the day it getting closer to March.. &lt;br /&gt;Smile like it gonna end my own level of sanity&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5870571934408850671?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5870571934408850671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5870571934408850671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5870571934408850671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5870571934408850671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/grace.html' title='Grace'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6041830231639190281</id><published>2009-02-15T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T04:53:57.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping diable starting to open his eyes...</title><content type='html'>My left eye is seriously hurts..&lt;br /&gt;It happens whenever my emotion are very unstable.&lt;br /&gt;My heart pumped so hard that it hurts me.&lt;br /&gt;When I met Jules for her unexpected surprise which I thought she wasn't in Malaysia.. &lt;br /&gt;She made me worries for I thought it was something urgent. Zen was surprisingly there too since hes the one who drove her. &lt;br /&gt;Jules do know about my eyes.. when I met her, she said.. do you need help? and all I can answer was not worth it. Well, she makes me calm down a lil bit which usually it was quite opposite.. and I'm happy to see her smile like she used to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. someone gotta pay someday.. Stupid asshole trying to bring out my true color.. seriously fucked up. Never ever fucking messed with a fucking stranger stupid fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, it hurts my own body.. stupid double edge crap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bersabar itu baik. Baiklah, aku akan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6041830231639190281?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6041830231639190281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6041830231639190281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6041830231639190281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6041830231639190281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/sleeping-diable-starting-to-open-his.html' title='Sleeping diable starting to open his eyes...'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-110729258743789214</id><published>2009-02-07T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:33:44.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pineapple, you are one fuckup con--artist</title><content type='html'>The super duper lame ever line-up. Banyak local untuk apa bodo? when we can just go for free during weekend gig.. The funneh thing is, nobody mentioned we want N.E.R.D.. or Russian Winter... &lt;br /&gt;This ain't so "international music fest"&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing? Bet we are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERNATIONAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. N.E.R.D.&lt;br /&gt;2. Russian Winter (Australia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOCAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Butterfingers (minus Loque)&lt;br /&gt;2. Hujan&lt;br /&gt;3. Bunkface&lt;br /&gt;4. Estranged&lt;br /&gt;5. Estrella&lt;br /&gt;6. Pesawat&lt;br /&gt;7. They Will Kill Us All&lt;br /&gt;8. The Otherside Orchestra&lt;br /&gt;9. Joe Flizzow&lt;br /&gt;10. Meet Uncle Hussein&lt;br /&gt;11. Malique&lt;br /&gt;12. Gerhana Ska Cinta&lt;br /&gt;13. Dead Mushroom&lt;br /&gt;14. Arabyrd&lt;br /&gt;15. Aseana Percussion Unit&lt;br /&gt;16. Twilight Actiongirl&lt;br /&gt;17. Loops Collective&lt;br /&gt;18. Cosmic Kitchen&lt;br /&gt;19. Reza Salleh&lt;br /&gt;20. Juwita Suwito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REGIONAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nidji (Indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;2. Agrikulture (Indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;3. Andra And The Backbone (Indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;4. Sixx (Singapore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold your horses cos there might be more! Apparently, there are a few more acts to be confirmed, namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;2. Prodigy&lt;br /&gt;3. Lupe Fiasco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-110729258743789214?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/110729258743789214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=110729258743789214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/110729258743789214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/110729258743789214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/pineapple-you-are-one-fuckup-con-artist.html' title='Pineapple, you are one fuckup con--artist'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2101903344355933564</id><published>2009-02-07T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:51:58.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost</title><content type='html'>You back aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;I think I saw you once awhile&lt;br /&gt;Its just a feeling though&lt;br /&gt;That you are my shadow&lt;br /&gt;My inner ghost and yours&lt;br /&gt;Remember the moonlight shone upon us?&lt;br /&gt;That was our spotlight&lt;br /&gt;to be the star of the night&lt;br /&gt;and how I amazingly can sing Fly me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;at that night without forget any words of it&lt;br /&gt;You even gave me that sweetest smile&lt;br /&gt;I will always remember that moment.&lt;br /&gt;Me, you and Jules were happy weird trio under that moon.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I will always be that light and you will always be that storm of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonstalker and I&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2101903344355933564?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2101903344355933564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2101903344355933564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2101903344355933564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2101903344355933564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/ghost.html' title='Ghost'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5375481205171338021</id><published>2009-02-02T03:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T03:38:30.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheery for a cherry</title><content type='html'>Cherry girl&lt;br /&gt;You sure are a fine girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm sure quite cheerful nowadays even though I'm not really comfortable in the state I'm in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euphoria Luc... I will be as soon this grieving is over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5375481205171338021?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5375481205171338021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5375481205171338021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5375481205171338021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5375481205171338021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/02/cheery-for-cherry.html' title='Cheery for a cherry'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1739892596288334074</id><published>2009-01-20T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:28:55.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cahaya yang terang</title><content type='html'>Aku la cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya yang terang&lt;br /&gt;Amat benderang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku la berada disisimu&lt;br /&gt;Tidak kira gelap atau siang&lt;br /&gt;Kerana inilah janjiku&lt;br /&gt;Kepada mu yang ku sayang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya la namaku&lt;br /&gt;Dengan makna untuk terangkan&lt;br /&gt;hati mu&lt;br /&gt;Kerana itu sahaja aku dapat berikan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi itu sudah berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Aku la cahaya&lt;br /&gt;Yang bukan lagi terang&lt;br /&gt;Malap lagi menyedihkan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian hari..&lt;br /&gt;Kegelapan mendekati ku&lt;br /&gt;Ku bukan lagi berani&lt;br /&gt;Seperti ku yang dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan lagi&lt;br /&gt;Cahaya yang terang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a crappy stuff that I try to wrote... haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I've been awesome lately&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough I thought I had to wear my long lost Joker mask&lt;br /&gt;to keep the smile attached&lt;br /&gt;Heh, I dont need those anymore&lt;br /&gt;For I am the light, and that is my name&lt;br /&gt;Luc I am, for I shine brightly&lt;br /&gt;my curse and also my happiness&lt;br /&gt;Shine I shall&lt;br /&gt;To light up everyone's heart &lt;br /&gt;around me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I can. Right Ivy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1739892596288334074?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1739892596288334074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1739892596288334074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1739892596288334074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1739892596288334074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/01/cahaya-yang-terang.html' title='cahaya yang terang'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7408438881151571956</id><published>2009-01-04T03:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:24:22.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavily padded armor</title><content type='html'>Too much of war made me too conditional which makes me not sure should I be in peace and relax. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stressed up and no longer carefree. No more those "anything happen, happen". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should taking off the armor one by one starting with unbuckle up the shoulder pads, then the chest armor, next will the chain armor inside and lastly all those gloves and boots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without those armor, I will still be in offensive and defensive mode. And hopefully I will slowly putting down my pride of being on top. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, jump off a cliff from the top while floating and reach to the bottom. And wear back the mask of joker once again till the effect of wearing armor is off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7408438881151571956?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7408438881151571956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7408438881151571956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7408438881151571956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7408438881151571956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/01/heavily-padded-armor.html' title='Heavily padded armor'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6395755731424423567</id><published>2009-01-03T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T03:28:15.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trapped in delusional</title><content type='html'>There is a layer wrap my body around it.. a layer of delusional.. &lt;br /&gt;a layer of sin. I felt like shouting and scream to the top of my lungs just to feel free from thin entanglement around my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think of it, I'm a man with out love and lose to much in my life.&lt;br /&gt;This leave me broken and being irrational almost about everything.&lt;br /&gt;No longer that happy crappy joker who enjoys make a fool of everything but&lt;br /&gt;being a joker of blood thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred..anger.. negativity running through my mind..&lt;br /&gt;and I can't even like my name already for I haven't brought any light to anyone and definitely not myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly I'm forgetting the meaning of Lucille, a name that was given by flower girl for the name resemble my character and my thoughts. But I haven't being that guy lately..&lt;br /&gt;I lost my way and pretty much blind. With my king of lies attitude, I have been abuse it even though I swear to be careful with it. Now I'm screwed up, for I have to pay for the consequences now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't control my anger even though I hardly get angry to people but I do make them pay in different sort of way. Ah, have to take a step back and revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I haven't use any good skills I pick up in my life. When am I gonna learn?!&lt;br /&gt;Last year incident really screw me up badly. Hei, its last year already even though it is just few days in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three months, I've to stay strong for it is an anniversary... first anniversary and Jules won't be around at that time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope, I able to be proud with the name Lucille again and also be free from tiring conflicts and crappy dependent on people. and now.. I'm no longer a man that have nothing to lose. Now I sound pathetic.. what a good way of starting this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-groove.. I always thought that my face can't change no matter how my character changes.. and I was wrong. Compare to now and olden face feature.. Now is pretty fucked up compared to last time. With my eyes keep changing.. it no longer shine as it used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my resolution will remain the same.. death not by my own hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6395755731424423567?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6395755731424423567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6395755731424423567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6395755731424423567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6395755731424423567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/01/trapped-in-delusional.html' title='Trapped in delusional'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1428883213539606307</id><published>2009-01-01T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:20:02.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another year</title><content type='html'>I've been spending time with Jules to feel better.&lt;br /&gt;Guess it helps both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a change that need to be made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1428883213539606307?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1428883213539606307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1428883213539606307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1428883213539606307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1428883213539606307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-another-year.html' title='Just another year'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5596192903264477328</id><published>2008-12-25T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:10:53.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without</title><content type='html'>Malacca was awesome and I even did something I'm proud of.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a part of my I, She Then You's story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking a lot today and it always lead back to her.&lt;br /&gt;I've been denying everything.. from my emotion to my decision.&lt;br /&gt;My heart wanted to feel grief. To be in the state of gloom and doom.&lt;br /&gt;but I deny it and be opposite of it until I don't know what else to feel.&lt;br /&gt;I am numbness who need to cry. I'm tired of standing strong.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no longer running to be free but I'm running because I'm scared.&lt;br /&gt;I used to ask why but for what reason? It is the natural way of life.&lt;br /&gt;Everything need to happen no matter how many times I try to avoid it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not alone but I'm so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Lonely for I will be the only one who know how dreadful to be in this state&lt;br /&gt;to lose someone who you look up to live. &lt;br /&gt;Without you here in this world, I no longer the man I used to be..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5596192903264477328?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5596192903264477328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5596192903264477328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5596192903264477328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5596192903264477328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/12/without.html' title='Without'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5909019540481170263</id><published>2008-12-15T22:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T22:44:45.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><content type='html'>Finals are finally over..&lt;br /&gt;About time for me to be away from this world for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;Rest my mind and continue grief before a new year starts.&lt;br /&gt;and I hope I will fly away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5909019540481170263?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5909019540481170263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5909019540481170263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5909019540481170263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5909019540481170263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/12/away.html' title='Away'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8823756264929278058</id><published>2008-12-07T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T13:47:10.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Khayalan yang membawa kenangan</title><content type='html'>Is it time I asked myself.. &lt;br /&gt;Is it time to stop..&lt;br /&gt;To stop from seeking..&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the nothingness..&lt;br /&gt;Nothingness from the void..&lt;br /&gt;Void of my heart..&lt;br /&gt;Heart that I used to had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been carrying a lot of shits behind my back..&lt;br /&gt;and it starting to wear me out, am so tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me well eh?&lt;div 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kenangan'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7794843983361884018</id><published>2008-11-21T06:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T06:22:11.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake and smell the ashes</title><content type='html'>Another day of battle where soldiers have fought through and some have died in it. For those who still walk on this earth continue to march forward knowing there are bloody scene ahead. Prepare to take another bullet and keep moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7794843983361884018?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7794843983361884018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7794843983361884018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7794843983361884018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7794843983361884018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/11/wake-and-smell-ashes.html' title='Wake and smell the ashes'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2033342827455774104</id><published>2008-11-05T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T22:43:27.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bintang berkelipan di tapak tangan ku</title><content type='html'>That is one of the things I remember from my past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I think my 'water' is contaminated and highly polluted. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh, time to purify it before it unleashes some heavyweight wrath.&lt;br /&gt;Especially to those who've been begging for it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind since I've got nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;and pain? I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about le diable le blanc...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2033342827455774104?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2033342827455774104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2033342827455774104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2033342827455774104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2033342827455774104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/11/bintang-berkelipan-di-tapak-tangan-ku.html' title='Bintang berkelipan di tapak tangan ku'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5773702233562221840</id><published>2008-10-30T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T02:21:35.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I barely know your name</title><content type='html'>I don't give a shit! I'm going to lock myself up in my room right after my finals exam and start my little project. Naah, maybe i go have some fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5773702233562221840?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5773702233562221840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5773702233562221840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5773702233562221840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5773702233562221840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-barely-know-your-name.html' title='I barely know your name'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2652529262040851006</id><published>2008-10-28T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T01:45:32.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countless</title><content type='html'>with her gone.. I seriously lost for a moment. What should I believe in now?&lt;br /&gt;Everyday I gotta tolerate with things around me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind do it for free peppermint icecream~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2652529262040851006?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2652529262040851006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2652529262040851006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2652529262040851006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2652529262040851006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/countless.html' title='Countless'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6445929791115876898</id><published>2008-10-22T00:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:15:09.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it just is</title><content type='html'>everybody lies. nobody is a saint. It just is.&lt;br /&gt;Good or bad, it doesn't matter who you are.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we bleed the same.&lt;br /&gt;Why do we war with each other?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is heading to the same place.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is special, nobody is important.&lt;br /&gt;Live and die, its just the same.&lt;br /&gt;Love or hate, we still think of the same person.&lt;br /&gt;Some of us cry and some of us laugh&lt;br /&gt;It just the way we cope our life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6445929791115876898?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6445929791115876898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6445929791115876898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6445929791115876898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6445929791115876898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-just-is.html' title='it just is'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7490286187077009322</id><published>2008-10-17T01:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T01:45:00.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am too tired</title><content type='html'>Im too tired to deal with their nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;drama..drama..drama..&lt;br /&gt;Let me be far away from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7490286187077009322?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7490286187077009322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7490286187077009322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7490286187077009322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7490286187077009322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/am-too-tired.html' title='Am too tired'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2262065625487745329</id><published>2008-10-13T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T23:31:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, I'm so fucking busy</title><content type='html'>I'm so bloody busy till I got no time to sit down and meditate to help clear my bloody mind. Assignments and exams at the same time ain't cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need time to sit down and think for a moment which apparently I don't the time for any of that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's exam, I was literally fucked. Was so busy to study and handle some stupid situation at the same time. Even a good friend of mine is emo with me now I think cause I got no time for no one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even blog about GSE yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaah... continue study, assignments, planning and hopefully I survive through this war.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2262065625487745329?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2262065625487745329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2262065625487745329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2262065625487745329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2262065625487745329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/busy-im-so-fucking-busy.html' title='Busy, I&apos;m so fucking busy'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-261039500621834119</id><published>2008-10-10T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:10:41.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knight</title><content type='html'>I'm trying to imagine a new story while developing story called "Enigma of September".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the new story will set in during the Great War on Kuraga Island which around 500years ago. Its a story about a high rank knight who got tired with the endless war across Kuraga Island which makes her go rebel against her king.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-261039500621834119?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/261039500621834119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=261039500621834119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/261039500621834119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/261039500621834119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/dark-knight.html' title='Dark Knight'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8162330130684420193</id><published>2008-10-05T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T17:29:25.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and wonder.</title><content type='html'>Slept at 6am last night/morning.&lt;br /&gt;My handphone alarm went off around 12.30pm which I truly appreciates! &lt;br /&gt;For saving me from that horrendous nightmare. My body was weak and my mind was not fully awake. So I sit down on my bed with my eyes close.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what to do today.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like meeting someone for lunch but I kinda lazy to make the call. &lt;br /&gt;So I had lunch at KFC nearby my house and after I get back home, I cleaned my car. Vacuum those damn dirty dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm sitting infront of my computer and wonder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8162330130684420193?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/8162330130684420193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=8162330130684420193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8162330130684420193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8162330130684420193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/and-wonder.html' title='and wonder.'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2552428707654222192</id><published>2008-10-05T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T05:47:29.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play by the rules ok!</title><content type='html'>huhuhu ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2552428707654222192?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2552428707654222192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2552428707654222192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2552428707654222192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2552428707654222192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/play-by-rules-ok.html' title='Play by the rules ok!'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1907863993925249888</id><published>2008-10-03T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T02:46:59.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a car desperately</title><content type='html'>I NEED A CAR! A CAR! A CAR! PLEASE! A CAR PLEASE GODDAMN IT! FIX THE CAR!! I NEED THE CAR!! SO I CAN GO FREAKING ENJOY MY ASS OFF AT GREAT SPY EXPERIMENT's LIVE GIG! WAARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GSE GSE GSE GSE GSE GSE GSE GSE GSE GSE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1907863993925249888?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1907863993925249888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1907863993925249888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1907863993925249888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1907863993925249888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-need-car-desperately.html' title='I need a car desperately'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8286699590471655603</id><published>2008-09-30T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T01:36:27.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love's secret</title><content type='html'>I think I'm in love but I wont do anything for I have this destructive side that will ruin everything.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm putting all my emotion and energy to something else.&lt;br /&gt;Which is my studies, listen more music and learn about them, reading, try to write better comics&lt;br /&gt; (I hope so) and practice my sketching from rough to smooth art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love misery business took a lot of my time but the stuff I'm focusing into takes MORE AND MORE of my time. Which makes me wonder, where all my time went to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez.. SLOW THE TIME PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8286699590471655603?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/8286699590471655603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=8286699590471655603' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8286699590471655603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8286699590471655603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/loves-secret.html' title='Love&apos;s secret'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6864224061184398902</id><published>2008-09-23T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T17:04:14.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Subway Sandwich kawan ku</title><content type='html'>Sabtu minggu lepas aku makan sandwich 6inch dari Subway untuk berbuka puasa. Gila sedap sial!&lt;br /&gt;Puas yang teramat. Pastu makan lagi 6inch pukul 3pagi camtu.. Fuuh puas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malam nanti, akan aku makan Subway Sandwich lagi.. 1foot doh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam kepala otak aku sekarang aku terbayang-bayang akan olives, cheese, turkey ham, turkey breast, cuka, mustard dan tomato. Rasa yang sungguh sensasi dan best~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish, kelemahan aku yang amat jelas untuk ambil hati aku adalah tahu apa aku nak makan pada masa yang betul. Mungkin lepas raya nak makan steambot kut~ hohohoho&lt;br /&gt;Aduh, wallet kering gila sial.. Kan best kalau raya kasi aku profit yang menawan macam semua orang yang sambut raya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hampeh, satu lagi alasan kenapa aku tak berapa kisah pasal raya kecuali pasal makanan. Hohohoho pulut dan rendang ayam mak~ mesti Beverly jealous gila nanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh~ tido jap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6864224061184398902?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6864224061184398902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6864224061184398902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6864224061184398902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6864224061184398902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/subway-sandwich-kawan-ku.html' title='Subway Sandwich kawan ku'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-3717995539401926610</id><published>2008-09-22T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T03:04:34.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidup ini penuh dengan drama palat</title><content type='html'>Memang penuh dengan drama palat dalam hidup aku.&lt;br /&gt;Apa nak buat kan?&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku ada pilihan untuk kurangkan benda benda sial dalam hidup aku.&lt;br /&gt;Antara pilihan aku adalah untuk tidak kisah dengan benda benda yang langsung tak manfaat dan tak memberi aku apa apa faedah. Sebab buang masa je kalau aku ambil kisah kerana akhirnya aku juga yang akan kehilangan dan rasa sial akan diri aku.&lt;br /&gt;Buat apa kan? Pergi mampus la kat dorang~ hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untuk berasa puas hati dengan hidup aku, aku pilih music, movie, masak, makan, baca buku, berjalan dan semua benda yang buat aku rasa chun yang teramat.&lt;br /&gt;Aku dengar music aku dan aku rasa puas dari aku dengar benda yang buat aku sakit hati dari orang, lagipun bukannya aku kisah pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang, aku buat apa aku nak. Kalau ada orang tak suka, mampus kat dorang. Bukannya dorang bagi aku gembira ke apa pun. Buang masa ada lah~ Kalau ada orang kata music yang aku dengar macam sial pun aku dah tak kisah. Aku yang suka bukan dia pun. Kalau tengok movie chun dan ada orang kata tak, aku peduli apa~&lt;br /&gt;Tapi aku pantang sungguh bila ada orang hina makanan depan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hidup aku penuh dengan kawan kawan sial tapi lama lama aku pun dah biasa dah. Kalau ada je kawan sial, aku tolak dorang ketepi sebab tak ada masa dah aku untuk dorang semua. Sebab dengan semua masa aku, boleh aku siapkan kerja kerja aku dan masa lebihan tu aku boleh main game kat computer baru aku~ wuhuu~&lt;br /&gt;Untuk kawan kawan yang chun, aku sentiasa bersyukur sebab ada korang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, bulan depan dan seterusnya sampai december.. akan aku melanda kesulitan wang.. huhuhu sadis~ palat sungguh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, lapar~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-3717995539401926610?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/3717995539401926610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=3717995539401926610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3717995539401926610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3717995539401926610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/hidup-ini-penuh-dengan-drama-palat.html' title='Hidup ini penuh dengan drama palat'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7491319910826365647</id><published>2008-09-20T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T21:51:31.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Great Spy Experiment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SNT-3SsDrHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EIJEP-Gytjw/s1600-h/2124255307_d70e612f98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SNT-3SsDrHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EIJEP-Gytjw/s320/2124255307_d70e612f98.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248099691656359026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yeap, they coming to town! wuhuuu!! 11october 2008 at mcpa hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/event.php?eid=31679217810"&gt;Click here to check out the event on facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fav song from them will be :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late Night request.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you flow out?&lt;br /&gt;These tired veins have dried&lt;br /&gt;This tired soul has burned out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collect her&lt;br /&gt;Bring her back here next to me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I need her now&lt;br /&gt;I need her touch so desperately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t come till the night is done&lt;br /&gt;And I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh distance&lt;br /&gt;Oh why won’t you disappear?&lt;br /&gt;This electric love&lt;br /&gt;Is so tiring and so dear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collect her&lt;br /&gt;Bring her back here next to me&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I need her now&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I need her now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t come till the job is done&lt;br /&gt;And I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Oh won’t you come?&lt;br /&gt;Like before&lt;br /&gt;Oh won’t you go on down?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you know&lt;br /&gt;Oh won’t you come?&lt;br /&gt;Like before&lt;br /&gt;Oh won’t you stay a while?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you flow out?&lt;br /&gt;These tired veins have dried&lt;br /&gt;This tired soul has burned out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collect her&lt;br /&gt;Bring her back here next to me&lt;br /&gt;I need her now&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah I need her now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t come till the job is done&lt;br /&gt;And I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I will wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh won’t you stay a while?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7491319910826365647?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7491319910826365647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7491319910826365647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7491319910826365647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7491319910826365647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/great-spy-experiment.html' title='The Great Spy Experiment'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SNT-3SsDrHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/EIJEP-Gytjw/s72-c/2124255307_d70e612f98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7849414389061381985</id><published>2008-09-16T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:06:24.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bertahan la</title><content type='html'>Geez, what is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;I feel insecure with things nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Something that may be true and may be not, but I'm afraid both of the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;Hei come on, why do I need this kind of shit?&lt;br /&gt;It hurts a lot. Its like seeing double. The presence is not 100% same but it kinda have the similar radiant.&lt;br /&gt;And why do I smile eventhough it feels like shit?&lt;br /&gt;Aku gila penat dengan benda benda alah camni. Rasa macam hati aku ni kena main-main je. Sekejap kasi harapan, sekejap tarik balik pastu kasi balik. Ingat lawak ke? Ingat aku senyum suka-suka ke?&lt;br /&gt;It is all because I don't want it to get into me..&lt;br /&gt;I don't need this kind of shit anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7849414389061381985?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7849414389061381985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7849414389061381985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7849414389061381985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7849414389061381985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/bertahan-la.html' title='Bertahan la'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-4707752443986070998</id><published>2008-09-14T02:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:06:44.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ghost of you</title><content type='html'>Have you ever dream a girl and one day the girl you dream of is in front of you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is: Is she the same as in your dream?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-4707752443986070998?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/4707752443986070998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=4707752443986070998' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4707752443986070998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4707752443986070998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/ghost-of-you.html' title='Ghost of you'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5004231515269942872</id><published>2008-09-11T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T21:45:57.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartache</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SMkgdZD0zlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ooYGg1hP3e0/s1600-h/DSCN0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SMkgdZD0zlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ooYGg1hP3e0/s320/DSCN0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244758930364878418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum woke me up this afternoon and tell me to come down and see the car..&lt;br /&gt;So I went down with my head feels slight headache as if I just had a mild hangover.&lt;br /&gt;I stood infront of the car.. Heartache.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-5004231515269942872?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5004231515269942872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5004231515269942872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5004231515269942872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5004231515269942872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/heartache.html' title='Heartache'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SMkgdZD0zlI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ooYGg1hP3e0/s72-c/DSCN0051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-7878814565042106845</id><published>2008-09-06T17:23:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:39:24.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thousand names</title><content type='html'>I've been positioned myself on the front line for a cause that I never did and its about time I fight for my own war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around me want to be special and to be treated special by me when I look at them all fairly. Since no one is that worth it to be special. Well there are some.. but I choose who got the rights to it. If they can't handle it why should I care in the first place.. I've lost too many friends and permanent lost of a person I cared for. Basically I got nothing to lose and if they can't even respect me... then goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored with people keep telling me to be myself.. If I actually listen to them.. they probably will have died by now. Well, to make my life easier, I hold back. Sometimes I wonder, why do I keep myself sane in this insane world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-7878814565042106845?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/7878814565042106845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=7878814565042106845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7878814565042106845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/7878814565042106845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/thousand-names.html' title='Thousand names'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2630214684198600670</id><published>2008-09-06T02:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T03:49:53.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears of pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling who shall I be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking that I always try to be nice to everyone.. and in the end I still got hurt.&lt;br /&gt;What am I? Just a bloody substitute?&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, trying to talk and socialize with everyone I met. For what exactly? To waste my time when I can do a lot of better stuff on my own?&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter if I'm being nice to anyone or ass to anyone, no one take things seriously.&lt;br /&gt;What am I? A passerby in their so called perfect life? A life that they believe is much better by ignoring the reality of the world? To be afraid to accept the truth, to be afraid to accept the different, to be afraid of being total unique individuality and discover their true potential.&lt;br /&gt;What are we doing here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are.. putting a smile on our face when we have bad thoughts about each other..&lt;br /&gt;These pretending that been going since the beginning of time.. JUDAS JUDAS JUDAS, I chanted!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there are some of us that understand things much better than one another and try to talk sense to them but fail miserably because no one will listens to them for this kind don't wish to try to understand them. Not till they regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick sick.. so sick and tired to see the population of this world keep condemning themselves..&lt;br /&gt;When they did something terrible and regret.. they asked why.. I say, you should know why!&lt;br /&gt;They always think they are good person.. but thats what they want to believe without actually realize what have they done..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I struggle.. to be in pain by having these kind of people who pretend around you when they bitching about you behind your back.. or you listen to them bitching about people just because those other people is not on their bitching side. It hurts me a lot when I'm beginning to be similar like them or when I thought they are the kind of friends that is true. Well I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I rather spend my time being alone rather than getting involve in their nonsense.. its like politics and drama. I don't wanna give a shit or care about them. Called me weird or whatever for being alone. As long I don't waste my time getting trap in their web of lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I get too lonely, I still have some good people around me to talk to and spend my time with. But I will never waste my time to those never take me seriously and treat me like some substitute in their life. I'm not their sanitary pad.. use and then throw.. NA AH!&lt;br /&gt;I will use this eyes of mine and my instinct to see. And start focusing back on my life cause I can't keep grief for her loss soul..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I don't give a damn about how people look or judge about me cause its not worth to justify about it. I am what I am. They got problem with it.. then live with it cause I'm not gonna change for any of those fools. After all, I am Seulement..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2630214684198600670?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2630214684198600670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2630214684198600670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2630214684198600670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2630214684198600670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/tears-of-pain.html' title='Tears of pain'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-4985184423717882791</id><published>2008-09-04T05:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T06:42:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lots of questioning marks in my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Reminder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't I told you to keep low? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I wasn't paying attention to it and was too blind to see the truth&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;I was ignoring the facts of what will going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to pay for the consequences. Well it hurts till I opened up my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Do I age? Do I mature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stares, the way how people look at me..&lt;br /&gt;Is it a reminder? To remember back so I don't waste my time for them?&lt;br /&gt;to hate those people who ever gave me that look?&lt;br /&gt;the trust that never seems to exist in the beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Now I completely remember where I got my hatred.&lt;br /&gt;The hatred that she took it away&lt;br /&gt;and its back wrapping my soul.&lt;br /&gt;the blames on the innocent devils must be stop.&lt;br /&gt;with the eyes of damnation has return&lt;br /&gt;I will see!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhuhu&lt;br /&gt;what now?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I gotta keep myself balance and use this gift for my own benefits rather than repeating&lt;br /&gt;my past. Had enough of repenting my sins. Gotta gotta push myself up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-4985184423717882791?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/4985184423717882791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=4985184423717882791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4985184423717882791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/4985184423717882791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/lots-of-questioning-marks-in-my-head.html' title='lots of questioning marks in my head'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1539699361564098743</id><published>2008-09-02T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:13:17.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I got hook on D&amp;D Tiny Adventure on FB</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="600" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px 4px; color: white; background-color: rgb(29, 64, 42); font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Encounter 4: Dungeon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td width="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px 4px; background-color: rgb(198, 207, 202); text-align: left;" width="428"&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vendetta's eyes widened as he entered a room to find a beautiful halfling lass sitting dejectedly at a wooden desk. "I'm so &lt;i&gt;bored&lt;/i&gt;," she moaned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; text-align: left; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vendetta made a &lt;b&gt;Charisma&lt;/b&gt; check with a difficulty of &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt; . . . and rolled &lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vendetta worked his magic (so to speak) on the halfling and a good time was had by all. As thanks for their new friendship, the halfling gave Vendetta a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vendetta received &lt;b&gt;88 XP&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="height: 8px; font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="cursor: default;" onmouseover="return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,23415053320),function(a23415053320_event) {a23415053320_popupShow('equippopupid71', a23415053320_undefined, a23415053320_undefined, '0', '0');},23415053320],new fbjs_event(event));" onmouseout="return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,23415053320),function(a23415053320_event) {a23415053320_popupHide();},23415053320],new fbjs_event(event));"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Vendetta obtained a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(29, 64, 42);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Potion of Burnshield&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="border: 1px solid black; padding: 2px 4px; background-color: rgb(198, 207, 202); text-align: left;" width="162"&gt; &lt;table style="background-color: rgb(198, 207, 202);" width="162" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="vertical-align: top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;td colspan="4"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Charisma check:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="28"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" width="86"&gt; d20:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: right;" width="26"&gt; 15&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td width="22"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; CHA Bonus:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: right;"&gt; +3&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Total:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Difficulty:&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: right;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;13&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;" height="8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: middle;"&gt; &lt;td style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;img src="http://2974.voxcdn.com/ta/WebGraphics/Misc/score20.png" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td colspan="3" style="font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 88 &lt;b&gt;XP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td style="font-family: tahoma; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 1px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;" height="8"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr style="vertical-align: top;"&gt; &lt;td colspan="4" style="cursor: default; height: 16px; padding-left: 2px;" onmouseover="return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,23415053320),function(a23415053320_event) {a23415053320_popupShow('equippopupid71', a23415053320_undefined, a23415053320_undefined, '0', '0');},23415053320],new fbjs_event(event));" onmouseout="return fbjs_dom.eventHandler.call([fbjs_dom.get_instance(this,23415053320),function(a23415053320_event) {a23415053320_popupHide();},23415053320],new fbjs_event(event));"&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(29, 64, 42);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Potion of Burnshield&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;+4 vs. Magic for 6 encounters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hero is one kinky dude.. a dragonborn fighter getting on with halfling? Holy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1539699361564098743?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1539699361564098743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1539699361564098743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1539699361564098743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1539699361564098743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-got-hook-on-d-tiny-adventure-on-fb.html' title='I got hook on D&amp;D Tiny Adventure on FB'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-2301243970978557317</id><published>2008-08-28T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T16:12:45.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and fishing have a lot things in common(5)</title><content type='html'>Love is a subjective matter.&lt;br /&gt;One for all and all for one.&lt;br /&gt;Everything around us in this world can relates to love and love itself can relates to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world I mean is.. the flora and fauna.. the spirits.. non living things too.. everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some example: if I keep a tiger as my pet, I have to keep it in a cage ja. Even I keep feeding the tiger and love it, it doesn't mean its not gonna eat me. What I'm trying to say is, no matter how good or caring you are about a person, you could never expect them will do the same to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, even a simple analogy can connect the relation of an animal with an expectation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, what is love really?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings? emotion? or the longing to be accepted by another individual? oh! i got another good one, a person who qualify all your needs. And also sex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings? The thing that wrap around your body and makes you feel light yet can feel the anxiety overwhelmed your body. Then it slowly makes you feel good like a drug that flow through your vein and you feel things that seems good to be true. And also, those feelings you feel warm which helps you sleep at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotion? Kinda similar to "feelings?" but you can feel your heart beating whenever you see the person. Sometimes it hurts when the person say something to you and you are sensitive to it. The irrelevant  frustration and anger suddenly pop up when  sometimes the things got nothing to do with you at all.  That explain for the happiness too,  being happy for no apparent reason even it doesn't relate to the person you think you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing? Hell, everybody want to be accepted by somebody and require some acknowledgment of another individuality. Hence "everybody needs somebody" thing.. Dont chu ever want a person accept your own kind individuality by someone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex? maybe this whole love crappy business is actually to trigger having sex to reproduce eh?&lt;br /&gt;Conspiracy theory that love is just a way of higher power messing around with our life to reproduce and keep the cycle going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess.. Love got damn a lot of types. The unconditional and conditional then it breaks down to more and more types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite is the unconditional because when you love someone, there is no "maybe, what if, might, or, fluke" and there just no question about it. You just love the person no matter how it is. Kinda like love at first sight. There is no judgment in it. You see the person's inside and that what is all matters. It's beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conditional love is the most common thing that always happen among us today. When a dude/dudettes like a person. They start to make the person happy even the person don't have the feeling or anything towards them. Its okay in the beginning then after for so long, the dude/dudettes will start expect something in return. Sometimes it turn out good cos the person may return the affection and sometimes its not, this is when all shitty stuff happen. I personally experience it once and hard to pull myself out when its kinda too late. Then I've been witnessing  a lot of people around me got into this mess.&lt;br /&gt;If things doesnt go as you want.. let go~ to force things is ain't natural. Kinda fuckup to love someone who doesn't acknowledge your existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then.. there is a love that people scared of it.. scared to love cause maybe.. maybe the love one day will fade away.. They usually end up being best friend and totally scared  to move to a higher level of commitment cause one of them going to think what if he/she is not the one. I mean.. who really really is the one? Nobody decides for it except for ourself who is the one for ourself. Sometimes either the guy or the girl will keep searching for their other half while keeping the person who love them nearby for an insurance purpose I might say. When it is too late.. well, they regret terribly. Padan muka la! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what about my love? well.. I say its undying love..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-2301243970978557317?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/2301243970978557317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=2301243970978557317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2301243970978557317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/2301243970978557317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/07/love-and-fishing-have-lot-things-in.html' title='Love and fishing have a lot things in common(5)'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-278286812290889483</id><published>2008-08-19T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T21:15:49.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heroes</title><content type='html'>There are some fictional and real characters that inspire me nonstop.. the ultra nonstopable kind of cool stuff that they did which makes me go WOW! So I felt like listing them, here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMI20eMnvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zCrmFBGj6YU/s1600-h/200px-Transporterposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMI20eMnvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zCrmFBGj6YU/s320/200px-Transporterposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234036929825906418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Martin in The Transporter.&lt;br /&gt;A helluva dude who can drive any car any time without any problem. He's life is based on his rules that he will never break. He is a good martial art fighter too. The stuff he talk usually are serious stuff but sometimes funny.. Just too bad that he's not much a talker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMKojFbWkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TsatIEJLrSQ/s1600-h/2008_wanted_003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMKojFbWkI/AAAAAAAAAFs/TsatIEJLrSQ/s320/2008_wanted_003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234038883663698498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wesley Gibson from WANTED. The film version was kinda cool since James McAvoy is the dude that acted as Wesley. In comic, Wesley was a geek in the beginning like in the movie then instead being cool like McAvoy he wears some kind of suit that cover up whole of his body. Then, Fox is his dad's girlfriend. Still both comic and film, he can takeover the world and write the future! Geez, ain't he cool since he can shoot blindly and the bullet still going to hit what he wanted to hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMMawrG7YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3GItWVXx13k/s1600-h/large_batman-the-joker-d3xjfbwm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMMawrG7YI/AAAAAAAAAF0/3GItWVXx13k/s320/large_batman-the-joker-d3xjfbwm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234040845816491394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKq_CIbFB3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dKz_FWWbrB8/s1600-h/killingjoke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKq_CIbFB3I/AAAAAAAAAGU/dKz_FWWbrB8/s320/killingjoke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236207560113325938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is Joker from the DC world. Well, I say he's a genius for a criminal and a sadist bastard which I love him! nyum! Imagine he standing right infront of ye, the blood rushing around as the adrenaline start to pump in.. woaaah.. suh weet!&lt;br /&gt;The 1st image is Heath Ledger as the Joker. While second is the story written by my favourite comic-writer, Alan Moore and it was drawn by Brian Bolland. Check out the second image carefully, you can see that  Joker is crying. Well he was crying because this is the first time he saw his mutilated self after that horrible incident which makes him go insane and turn into the Joker we all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMNeB_GERI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BNDFI_fvQqo/s1600-h/2000151263655857100_rs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMNeB_GERI/AAAAAAAAAF8/BNDFI_fvQqo/s320/2000151263655857100_rs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234042001514959122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kyoya Hibari from Katekyou Hitman Reborn! He is one nasty dude. He loves his school and his town so much that he will beat you to death if you dare to filth the place. His fav line will be "I'll bite you to death". Oh, hes a head school prefect and really really cold blooded dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMOPjmff9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/HXCeq_jzDzI/s1600-h/158993812_529d0a6972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMOPjmff9I/AAAAAAAAAGE/HXCeq_jzDzI/s320/158993812_529d0a6972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234042852352163794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seth Cohen from The O.C or Adam Brody from Big Japan since both of them are similar anyway.&lt;br /&gt;He's a geek with full of funny sarcastic tunes. He loves Death Cab Cutie and Interpol similar like me. Wohoho! He is a hot geek dude in hollywood! And.. Adam plays drum for his band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMPbN-e8EI/AAAAAAAAAGM/I2eugovgTy4/s1600-h/Fight-Club-0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMPbN-e8EI/AAAAAAAAAGM/I2eugovgTy4/s320/Fight-Club-0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234044152217268290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler Durden from Fight Club. His job is to make soap out of human's fat. Yea, yucky! Well, he is one of a guy that create global organization to vent male aggression. He kind of a nutcase sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKrC2dihoCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BquQ_Zwm5aU/s1600-h/kurorolucifer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKrC2dihoCI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BquQ_Zwm5aU/s320/kurorolucifer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236211757669785634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next is Kuroro Lucifer from Hunter X Hunter. A selfless dude in his Phantom Troupe or Ryuseigai. He is the leader in his group and he doesn't really mind if he died cause he thinks that he just a head in the group but the arms and legs is the most important to run the gang. But to kill him ain't easy cause there are 6 original Ryuseigai under him that is uber loyal to him and he is actually a quite opponent with merciless attitude towards his enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually there are more.. Onizuka from GTO, Akabane Kurodou from Get Backers, Keyser from the Usual Suspect, Dean and Sam Winchester from Supernatural, Peter Parker from Spiderman, Gokudera from Hitman Reborn.. well.. theres plenty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-278286812290889483?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/278286812290889483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=278286812290889483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/278286812290889483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/278286812290889483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/08/heroes.html' title='Heroes'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_63aY8KEnsKk/SKMI20eMnvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/zCrmFBGj6YU/s72-c/200px-Transporterposter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1829501808178269872</id><published>2008-08-18T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T01:01:39.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one bite the dust</title><content type='html'>I get annoyed by those people who can't handle the truth.&lt;br /&gt;And I've been wondering why no one tells them anything.&lt;br /&gt;When there is someone do tell.. they won't believe it and hates the person who actually tells the truth.&lt;br /&gt;This time, it happen to a friend of mine and I was actually there agreeing with what he said to another female friend of mine. Since I agreed with my friend, now she hates us both.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't really need those kind of friend anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me wondering how the hell I got too many useless friends who doesn't understand the value of friendship suddenly? Geez.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1829501808178269872?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1829501808178269872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1829501808178269872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1829501808178269872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1829501808178269872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/08/another-one-bite-dust.html' title='Another one bite the dust'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-3936740541879087803</id><published>2008-08-07T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T23:54:05.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night like this</title><content type='html'>I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The loneliness caught up with me yet again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-3936740541879087803?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/3936740541879087803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=3936740541879087803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3936740541879087803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/3936740541879087803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/08/night-like-this.html' title='Night like this'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-290575369998896022</id><published>2008-08-03T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T21:25:13.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the tag?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;1) Are your parents married or divorced?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;ok. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;2) Are you a vegetarian?&lt;br /&gt;Soon to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you believe in Heaven?&lt;br /&gt;   Hell and heaven, i dont really care much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;4) Have you ever come close to dying?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What were u doing 8.00 this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Setting up chairs and tables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Favourite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;Good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you mind dating someone of the same sex?&lt;br /&gt;I disgusted with males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you wear makeup?&lt;br /&gt;If I have to, like when I became an extra for some tv series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Ever have plastic surgery?&lt;br /&gt;Boobjob&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;10) Do you colour your hair?&lt;br /&gt;I like dishevel, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you wear to bed?&lt;br /&gt;Anything, threadless, topless, shorts and whatever la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Have you ever done anything illegal?&lt;br /&gt;d'oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Can you roll your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;thinks so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Do you tweeze your eyebrows?&lt;br /&gt;for nuts a?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) What kind of sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;Nike and converse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) What is something you are excited about?&lt;br /&gt;girls? for now is those girls that wear skinny jeans with high cut boots. I have no idea why. My butter and cheese, icecream, monsters, sadist stuff and... hmm.. anything is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) What is your hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Hijau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you talk a lot?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap,  most of the time I talk to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you snore?&lt;br /&gt;Yeap. A friend of mine said it sounds like jet turbo. &gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;26) City, beach or country?&lt;br /&gt;erm.. city cos I need movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What was the last thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Where did you eat last?&lt;br /&gt;Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) When’s the last time you cried?&lt;br /&gt;this heart of mine is raining~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you read blogs?&lt;br /&gt;not really cos its boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;boleh kut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Is there anyone you like right now?&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What’s your favourite shampoo conditioner and soap?&lt;br /&gt;nivea and hair &amp;amp; shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Do you talk in your sleep?&lt;br /&gt;No idea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Are you popular?&lt;br /&gt;incognito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;36) Where do you wish you were?&lt;br /&gt;with god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Have you rejected someone?&lt;br /&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;38) Are you currently depressed?&lt;br /&gt;Grieving i might say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Ever met anyone famous?&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Do you feel that you’ve had a truly successful life?&lt;br /&gt;not really so far. wait what is successful life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Who is the rudest person in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Ricki&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Lake&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; or Oprah Winfrey?&lt;br /&gt;Who?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Basketball or Football?&lt;br /&gt;AMERICAN FOOTBALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) How long do your showers last?&lt;br /&gt;5mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Automatic or do you drive a stick?&lt;br /&gt;Automatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) Cake or ice cream?&lt;br /&gt;aisu cheesu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Are you self-conscious?&lt;br /&gt;kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;48) Do you care what people think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;hmm yea, cos im learning to read their mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;49) Have you ever given money to a beggar?&lt;br /&gt;ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Have you been in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 1 : ON THE OUTSIDE&lt;br /&gt;Name : Lucille&lt;br /&gt;Birth Date : cancer&lt;br /&gt;Current Status : Awesome&lt;br /&gt;Eye Colour : pink&lt;br /&gt;Righty of lefty : righto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 2 : ON THE INSIDE&lt;br /&gt;My Heritage : Human&lt;br /&gt;My Fears : the unknown and me&lt;br /&gt;My Weaknesses : Ivy, reptiles, and hot mums.&lt;br /&gt;My Perfect Pizza : Mozzarella, Parmesan, Sausage chunks, capsicum, extra olives, probably dried strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 3 : YESTERDAY, TODAY, TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts first waking up : 12 hours?! phuck!&lt;br /&gt;My bedtime : aaah... another 12hours tomorrow?! phuck!&lt;br /&gt;My most missed memory : my high school life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;LAYER 4 : MY PICK&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke : Coca-cola&lt;br /&gt;McDonald or Burger King : The king&lt;br /&gt;Single or grouped dates : single and double&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike : Nike for shoes, Adidas for jumpers&lt;br /&gt;Tea or Nestea : Tea&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla : Vanilla&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee : Cappuccino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 5 : DO YOU...&lt;br /&gt;Smoke : Mestila~&lt;br /&gt;Curse : Fuck fuck fuck cibai kia niamahai sei sohai fei hai kanina butoh... yea i guess so.&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower : ALWAYS! morning afternoon teatime evening night midnight&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush : yeap&lt;br /&gt;Think you've been in love : aduh, ye la&lt;br /&gt;Go to school : ....&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married : hahahaha... wad?&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself : Yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;LAYER 6 : IN THE PAST&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol : of cos la, before injection.. the doc will rub some alcohol 1st ma.. sohai!&lt;br /&gt;Gone to the mall : lets see...&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage : Yea.. currently stage 16 in rondo of swords&lt;br /&gt;Eaten sushi : Yes please&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair : nupe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 7 : HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;Played a stripping game : Yea.. lose badly.&lt;br /&gt;Changed who you were to fit in : No, I change to reach higher level by adapt their culture by learning and understand it. Still I fuck those bastard that try to change me&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 8 : AGE YOU'RE HOPING...&lt;br /&gt;To be married : Anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER 9 : IN A GUY/GIRL...?? Maybe in a lover?&lt;br /&gt;Best eye colour : Blue/green/very shiny black&lt;br /&gt;Best hair colour : Black or white&lt;br /&gt;Short hair or long hair : Now, short&lt;br /&gt;Best height : er... dunno&lt;br /&gt;Attitude : awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAYER10 : WHAT WERE YOU DOING...&lt;br /&gt;A minute ago : huh? listening to music&lt;br /&gt;Hour ago : ate lamb&lt;br /&gt;4.5 hours ago : Chilling with other workers at the place I'm working&lt;br /&gt;1 month ago : Somewhere..&lt;br /&gt;Year ago : Surviving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;LAYER 11 : FINISH THE SENTENCES...&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;: bio structural curve and photography  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; : you~&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; : manusia&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt; : my sadism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; : her&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; : to be needed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;LAYER 12 : TAGGING 5 PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;sapa2 la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-290575369998896022?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/290575369998896022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=290575369998896022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/290575369998896022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/290575369998896022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-tag.html' title='What the tag?!'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8640997298896120067</id><published>2008-08-03T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T01:37:02.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High Bullshit Tolerance</title><content type='html'>I got hit&amp;amp;miss on almost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them is people who don't respect or look down on a person without knowing the person really well. It pissed me off. Usually when I got treated badly, I will most likely straight ignore that person or say "do you mind phuck yourself? and please." or my fav line "phuck off".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the place where I worked now, I got to have high tolerance and control my rage against those kind of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! since I didnt wish anything for my birthday, so I wish I can cut/slice them up and get away with it completely. Guilt-free and no authorities after me. If my wish come true. I can only say&lt;br /&gt;SUH WEEEET!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8640997298896120067?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/8640997298896120067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=8640997298896120067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8640997298896120067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8640997298896120067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/08/high-bullshit-tolerance.html' title='High Bullshit Tolerance'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-1645787419874235351</id><published>2008-07-30T19:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:35:21.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty exhausted after my trip to Penang.&lt;br /&gt;With Kidd gone back to US, I got no reason to play Dota anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Now, gotta rest up this mind of mine for tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-1645787419874235351?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/1645787419874235351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=1645787419874235351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1645787419874235351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/1645787419874235351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/07/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-8723690591397704761</id><published>2008-07-27T14:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T14:44:09.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As usual</title><content type='html'>There are people out there slowly pissing me off.&lt;br /&gt;People who just don't understand the meaning of no and yes.&lt;br /&gt;When I say no, it means no dammit! What the fuck they wanna know the explanation behind it.&lt;br /&gt;There is no absolute reason to explain to those dumb fuckos. No means no, kapish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have listen to Jules. As usual, I lost another bet with Jules. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-8723690591397704761?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/8723690591397704761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=8723690591397704761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8723690591397704761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/8723690591397704761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-usual.html' title='As usual'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-5090791692243452913</id><published>2008-07-26T17:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T18:08:59.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged, Love me Tender</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;(Instructions: Remove 1 question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post. Notify them in their chat box that he/she has been tagged.)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. At what age do you wish to marry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any age will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. What is your most favorite thing to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say something horrid just to see them twitch.. hehe nyum&lt;br /&gt;Watch really good movie alone in cinema&lt;br /&gt;Listening to my music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. What is your favorite bubble tea flavor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;er.. alot?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. If you have a best friend since childhood who loves to take away whatever you like, including guys/girls, and he/she always wins, will you still consider him/her your friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got no childhood friend. lol, so "if" doesnt imply to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To conquer this world and see it crumble just for fun. Probably everyone in the whole world will start to be one and together against me. I don't mind to die to see them working together instead of hating each other for no reason. Imagine eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world now? not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love but now its my memories of the flower girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. If you are on a holiday or studying abroad, what is the one thing you wish that could happen to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to be remembered by the people around there and learn new recipes~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been there.. done that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;May&lt;br /&gt;1) Good thing that I don't eat sotong which doesnt give me the temptation of eating her.&lt;br /&gt;2) she never touch my ds..&lt;br /&gt;3) let me use the camera whenever I want. lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er.. someone who understand and able to tolerate of my crazy behavior. And of course,&lt;br /&gt;love me tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, from a kid to old crappy people&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. What is your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;solving some puzzles, open up my own cafe/bistro/jazz bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nothing. What is bad anyway? or good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliefs, my own of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't see. Probably, using back my own name and be proud of it at that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Do you shop because you need to or do you shop because you want to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to and need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20. What is the meaning of your current name?&lt;br /&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;Luce means Light in italian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tagg whoever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&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/31176552-5090791692243452913?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/5090791692243452913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=5090791692243452913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5090791692243452913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/5090791692243452913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/07/just-another-tagged-stuff.html' title='Tagged, Love me Tender'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31176552.post-6548631859894353284</id><published>2008-07-13T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T18:47:56.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is my fate lies on a single thread (4)</title><content type='html'>I've been resisting the current flow, rebelling the norm, and searching for answers that everyone afraid to know about. The unknown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look back on my past and found that I've resisting the stupid nature vs nurture crap because I'm choosing the way that I wanted to live, choose my own character, my own personality, my own belief, and my own style. These things, I called it groove. After few years, I got used to the groove that I myself weave in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far that I'm concern, my groove now.. It's not 100% mine but a mix of Ivy's and dark side of me.&lt;br /&gt;I've been struggling to reinvent my groove that I can truly satisfied with. Somehow, sometimes I lose myself to the madness where all my thoughts are truly sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still choosing my cards properly before go on with those kind set of groove..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31176552-6548631859894353284?l=seulementwish.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/feeds/6548631859894353284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31176552&amp;postID=6548631859894353284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6548631859894353284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31176552/posts/default/6548631859894353284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://seulementwish.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-my-fate-lies-on-single-thread-4.html' title='Is my fate lies on a single thread (4)'/><author><name>Luci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10256581040917148327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1409/1129274014_c3cebb0287_m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
