<?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-12811456</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:55:29.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waD's tHis nONseNse?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113690673158125738</id><published>2006-01-10T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T07:25:31.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>heard before?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113690673158125738?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113647443650461644</id><published>2006-01-05T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T07:20:36.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work work work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm working!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as a chinese coolie... sob sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113647443650461644?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/113647443650461644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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button</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my favourite button is the reset button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its in everything we have but just not in our lifes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i wish, that there's a reset button in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our lifes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime we screw up, we can start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all over again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't it sometimes shits when you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are already in the middle of something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and realised you had it all wrong from the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;beginning and how you wish to start all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;over again from nil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how i hope that i can live my life all over again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;redo things that i've dome wrongly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and perhaps treasure ppl that i shd have more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that ever before...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perhaps things would turn out differently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perhaps i may not be who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but sometimes isn't better that way than now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where you lost your precious and your vision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you dunno where to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunno who to go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and all those ppl that you shd go to you dun wanna go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ppl sometimes say that those who are alone are lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i beg to differ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ppl just wanna be alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not that they are lonely and friendless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i suppose just wish to exit from the chitter chatter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of life and take a walk down the lane to erm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i belief ppl need times alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;times to just wonder or just go blank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but isn't times like this that calms a person down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;isn't times like this where ppl can make better decisions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and isn't times like this where ppl begin to see clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see how they have taken for granted things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and how now they have lost it and its all thieir own fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no one to blame but themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's the worst feeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and i suppose ppl call it regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where you hate yourself and yet couldn't do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;your heart aches and it really is painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and you begin to tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;night and night you repeat the dreadful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;process but couldn't stop this reaction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;slowly slowly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its wears you and you are emotionally tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's when you pray for the reset button to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;magically appear on your forehead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(nothing against our indian friends)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it never comes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how oh how you ask...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is none...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's the tragedy of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not every question has an answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113587721419904954?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113530700596011678</id><published>2005-12-22T18:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T19:03:25.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>_</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its been a long time since a wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun you think sometimes when ppl just go on with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;their lifes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then they tend to forget the most important&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things in their life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ppl like to overlook things and focus on things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that are so far ahead...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like they always look forward, but never stop to appreciate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wads directly in front of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and that's me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how stupid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-LiFe'S tOuGh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113530700596011678?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/113530700596011678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=113530700596011678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113530700596011678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113530700596011678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title='_'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113076771935856479</id><published>2005-10-31T05:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T06:08:39.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianzation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113076771935856479?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/113076771935856479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=113076771935856479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113076771935856479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113076771935856479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/10/sianzation.html' title='sianzation'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113069290125610335</id><published>2005-10-30T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T09:21:41.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>_</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe its me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wad too afraid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too afraid to make a mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;too afraid to even try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've killed myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i'm lying to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really dunno wad i wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think will just leave it as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even if it hurts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113069290125610335?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/113069290125610335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=113069290125610335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113069290125610335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113069290125610335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='_'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113068912124696415</id><published>2005-10-30T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:18:41.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>accidental purpose</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;accidental purpose...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deliberate accident...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i dunno which is which&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113068912124696415?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/113068912124696415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=113068912124696415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113068912124696415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113068912124696415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/10/accidental-purpose.html' title='accidental purpose'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-113056581185103276</id><published>2005-10-28T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T23:03:31.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>makin an exit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i said sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but there was no reply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i didn't expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but people just like to hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm making an exit now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heading towards the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where would i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do not noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but just not here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where i've made damage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just somewhere else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where you will be save&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've made my sacrifise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've made my point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where would i go next&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i truely do not noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ppl just like to hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and lie to themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the greatest lies are told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;before we go to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;telling ourselves that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow will be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all will be over tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but without fail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it doesn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and ppl's faith becomes weaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;where would i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i really do not noe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i suppose i will go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aways from your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out of your sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;t his misery will end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-113056581185103276?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/113056581185103276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=113056581185103276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113056581185103276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/113056581185103276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/10/makin-exit.html' title='makin an exit'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112983269631140655</id><published>2005-10-20T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:24:56.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;forget abt the evolution thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why bother about how the world came about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will it change anything now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i look back,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its been 16 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(going to 17)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that i've been alive on this earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;breathing for 16 years is quite a big task but, still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do i feel to unaccomplished? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes, i feel like a failure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i noe that a shouldn't say this but i feel so insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there is nothing in my life that i can look back upon and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;feel proud or at least satisfied with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad do ppl look for in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;material gains?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;fame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;power?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;influence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i have none)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see wad i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the earth can be created by the biggest explosion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for all i care, but in the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing how is the Earth created?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would it add happiness to life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would it make the world a better place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would it make me feel better scoring 18 points when&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my whole class is scoring 10 and below?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why are ppl focusing on the things that have no relation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with us now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why search the past when all you find are meer ans?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why major in the minor and minor in the major?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who can tell me practically, right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how to make my life better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;every sec counts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;every sec that you experience will never be experienced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are nearing your end every sec...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i do not have time to waste to wait for the ans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but where can i go to find it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is it in love? or money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;many ppl lose faith in love...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now i noe why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because ppl will never appreciate wad you have done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone change me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112983269631140655?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112983269631140655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112983269631140655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112983269631140655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112983269631140655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/10/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112765914251441322</id><published>2005-09-25T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T07:39:02.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>evolution???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;around 6 plus i think,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was watching channel U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they were showing about the formation of the different stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and solar systems...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then it came to me that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wow...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the different stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so big,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so wide,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so sophiscated...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they mention something about the big bang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;about the dust and particles in space coming together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and under high pressure and temp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they collide and some wad form the solar system...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmmmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the big bang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;evolution...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like only idiots and ppl that are so ignorant and arrogant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that would say that humans come from apes and that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the whole universe is made some millions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and millons of years ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you look at all the stars and different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;systems and all the stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then someone would say thay this is the work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of some random bunch of particles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;banging each other and is npw formed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;come on la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;someone smart enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;will realise that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything is done on a deliberate manner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then about evolution,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how can,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the smartest and most developed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;species on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;comes from monkeys?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why deny the fact that humans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are superior?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;which species in the world has the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or similiar way of life as us?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to an animal, all they care about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is survival...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do they have any sense of beauty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean all they see is food and to them, as long as it is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;edible, it is good enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but humans ahve a sense of beauty and taste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would you wan bunch of  leafs or burger?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there are so much that evolution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;does not explain, like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;personalities,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and where are the half breeds then?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and why are there still monkeys if we come from them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;part 2 coming soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112765914251441322?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112765914251441322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112765914251441322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112765914251441322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112765914251441322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/evolution.html' title='evolution???'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112744388281346479</id><published>2005-09-22T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T19:51:22.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dame... wad a sucky day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today sux...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;althought its my second last prelim paper,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the end of exam doesn't even seemed like the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its so bored...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eveyones going home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;is home really the place someone belongs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, got scolded by wenhui again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nothing to complain about since its my fault&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but haix,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so sian and sad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why can't things just go abit better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when i look around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all i see are failures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i wonder wads the point of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dreaming a better dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"sometimes dreams are so powerful that they some true"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quote from SharkBoy and LavaGirl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;boy i dream to be rich...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so that i can employ maids and stuff to take care of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my stuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then i can dun bother about the nonsense stuff like cleaning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and just do wad i like and wad i wan, including my job...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;looking at the clouds...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad do you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;do you see hope?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or just see a puffy cloud?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad is the limit to your imagination?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wan an easy life!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-liFe'S ToUGh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112744388281346479?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112744388281346479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112744388281346479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112744388281346479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112744388281346479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/dame-wad-sucky-day.html' title='dame... wad a sucky day...'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112737762483169347</id><published>2005-09-22T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T01:27:05.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>because because</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever wondered why are we doing wad we do everyday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometime when you just stop your feet and look&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;around you... just stop and observe wad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you are doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun you sometimes just feel that wad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone is doing are all doing it cause&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyone else are doing the same thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i just feel that everyone are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just trying to be busy with keeping busy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh come out la... i mean, there's gotta be more then just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this. why are we chasing wad we are chasing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ever had the feeling when youbought something and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after a while you regretted and start asking yourself why on earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;did you spent the money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;when you bought that thing, i'm sure that there's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a rather convincing reason that got you to open your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wallet... but  somehow that reason just seems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so far away, so not justifiable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then how some you didn't realise it when you were buying it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm sure everyone was doing it too and i suppose they really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;found the reason to buy that thing but sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we are just too busy following ppl that we dun really realise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad we are doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imposing someone's need and desires into our life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean, when you look around the world this days,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i truely dun see any originality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;even ppl's character are like copies of one another and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;they still insist that they wanna be themselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad everyone and the society has saying is cool, is now and stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are all drilled into our perspective that we all unknowingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;abide with such perspective and thinks that it ourselve's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun you realise that truely the world has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imposing their own perspective of beauty and wadever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things into ppl's life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes when you look at your friend's like say bf/gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then you say eeeeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but to your poor friend sees beauty in his/ her partner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;doesn't this ring a bell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that beauty lies in the eye of the beholder?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it doesn't matter wad other's think cause they will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;never think like you cause they aren't you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i just pity those ppl that cannot be themselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[i'm not saying i'm totally myself yet]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but at least be yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if you really dun like something,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun do it just because your friends are doing it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wad a pity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;personal characters getting influence to be who you are not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-liFe'S TouGh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112737762483169347?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112737762483169347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112737762483169347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112737762483169347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112737762483169347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/because-because.html' title='because because'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112731413441530950</id><published>2005-09-21T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T08:01:02.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too depressing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recently someone told mi that my blog is too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;depressing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, i'm sorry timothy for dulling your mood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but its just that i always write when i'm not happy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;prelims are going on right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;my freaking A maths paper 1...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haa... i only did finish 2 full questions and then the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;are all half complete or not done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;think i'm gonna get a single digit mark for it as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haix,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i just dun see the link between integration and differentiation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with my daily life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean which not so developed boss would ask his emplyee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to integrate some accounting stuff for him???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its like huh!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, other papers are ok... all noe how to do the majority&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;of the paper so shd be quite safe la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hope can got a good L1R5 this time and show this person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whom i call 'mum' that i can do it!!! ARGH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;recently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;got to noe this person called Fiona Pay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sounds american right? definitely not singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sounding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she stay around my area.. hah... so qiao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;neway (that's wad she always say)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;didn't noe how she looked like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh got to noe her cause she send wrong msg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;quite cool rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;making friends this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gtg and study le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[iiff ooouu hahatee meme]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-LifE's ToUGh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112731413441530950?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112731413441530950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112731413441530950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112731413441530950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112731413441530950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/too-depressing.html' title='too depressing?'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112651204638252861</id><published>2005-09-12T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T01:00:46.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i'm crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;was really depressed e other day but now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm so happy... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;neway, got to noe this person called&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fiona Pay. she send a wrong msg then started chatting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha, rather interesting way of knowing someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i mean friendship nowadays are so based on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;superficial things like apperance and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today physic prac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG!! do so many question wrongly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haix...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first 3 months go Pj le la...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tomolo got bio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;go study le... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-liFe's TOuGh-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112651204638252861?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112651204638252861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112651204638252861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112651204638252861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112651204638252861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/haha.html' title='haha...'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112632681106606929</id><published>2005-09-09T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:33:31.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why is [it always] like this? never will i be able to break free...</title><content type='html'>i suppose the reason why ppl dun talk about their problems&lt;br /&gt;is because there are no one in this world that will help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have a personal problem,&lt;br /&gt;how confident are you that to belief&lt;br /&gt;that your friends will be there for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, friends. in the past, are considered&lt;br /&gt;very important. ppl gladly willingly put their&lt;br /&gt;own lifes in danger for a friend, but now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who will say this day that whenever&lt;br /&gt;your friend needs help will you truely&lt;br /&gt;stretch out your hand to help?&lt;br /&gt;not just helping superficially,&lt;br /&gt;but emotionally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm facing problems in my life, but truely&lt;br /&gt;i see no where to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose the reason why ppl&lt;br /&gt;dun kill themselves is because&lt;br /&gt;once you  do it, you will be gone&lt;br /&gt;forever, but if there is a way to restart&lt;br /&gt;or just end this game of life without&lt;br /&gt;causing a sin, i hope to find a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[actually, i think that if wenhui were&lt;br /&gt;to put me down as a helper, i think&lt;br /&gt;it might even turn to be for my own good]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix... i dun suppose anyone&lt;br /&gt;would understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-liFe's TouGh-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112632681106606929?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112632681106606929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112632681106606929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112632681106606929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112632681106606929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/why-is-it-always-like-this-never-will.html' title='why is [it always] like this? never will i be able to break free...'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112577341105687977</id><published>2005-09-03T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:50:11.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;bye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i will be going to america after Os...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(will be going for class chalet... cannot miss out the fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but after that i think i will leave le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dunno coming back next year a not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe will not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not much time to thank me for being sucha fantastic friend le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so want to show me your appreciation de ppl hury up ar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not much time left le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;dun later i go le then regret for not thanking me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or buying mi anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[just to inform you ppl]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[whoever you are]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112577341105687977?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112577341105687977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112577341105687977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112577341105687977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112577341105687977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/bye.html' title='bye'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112577263677769497</id><published>2005-09-03T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T11:37:16.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>+i suppose this is it...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tian de xia mei you bu san de yan xi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i believe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;long ago, there was this young boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he came to a foreign land and settled there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as an alien to the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the land seemed strange and different from where he came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he stayed on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he would go to the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and sell what little he has&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;earning just enough to feed his little tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the boy was poor but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not in his heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for day after day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he longs to go to the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not for the money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but for what he cannot describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there were many people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;many things to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;many things to eat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but the young boy don't desire these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for his eyes were set&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a princess of the land&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there was a young princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;most dearest of them all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who comes to the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all day long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;she would give to the poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and help the needy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but never has she seem to notice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the little young boy in the corner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now the boy grew up and is a young man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but things didn't change for he is still very poor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the princess still visits the market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and now the young man knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that what he feels is called love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;his friends told him to confess to the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but he looked at himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and lowered his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;day by day he would peak at the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but whenever she looked at him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;red turns the cheek and down goes his head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for who am i he thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to ever win the princess's love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for fairy tales aren't at all real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the young man tried to muster some courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but whenever he sees the princess's face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;he will lose the courage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and feel weak in his knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what a coward i am he says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;losing hope in love and him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;days past and months went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;years gone and now its time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the young man have to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to a foreign land to live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but how would he bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to go without peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for the greastest pain is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and he don't want to regret when he leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not telling the princess about his feelings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for this lovely princess of his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what would the princess say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and how would the princess react&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;would she got angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or would she ask him to leave at once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;afterall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who is he for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who is this young man to the princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now the young man goes to the castle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to look for his princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the message has been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and the young man now just waits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112577263677769497?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112577263677769497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112577263677769497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112577263677769497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112577263677769497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-suppose-this-is-it.html' title='+i suppose this is it...'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112434887504682259</id><published>2005-08-17T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T00:07:55.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aunties</title><content type='html'>Holy cow!!!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i was on my way home and guess wad!!!&lt;br /&gt;i can't stand aunties!!!&lt;br /&gt;they are like so irritating, cannot get sit like will die de meh?&lt;br /&gt;this is how it went:&lt;br /&gt;i was on the train, on my way to jurong east interchange, when&lt;br /&gt;the train entered the plateform, opposite us was wad a man&lt;br /&gt;always wanted. An empty train waiting with open doors full&lt;br /&gt;of compassion and sits for your tired legs.&lt;br /&gt;the door opened, i was just minding my own business walking&lt;br /&gt;slowly to my long awaited when suddenly, a blow, full of&lt;br /&gt;impact and selfishness hit me. turning to see wad alien&lt;br /&gt;object have i had contact with, i saw, to my deepest disguise,&lt;br /&gt;a curly, alfro, dyed blonde haired, ugly old lady that had bounded&lt;br /&gt;to lost her trackof time, thinking that she's still 19. her dress sense&lt;br /&gt;was... wad shd i say, erm... disguisting!!! a 90 thinking that she's&lt;br /&gt;19. wad else in the world would be worst?&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, a message to all aunties in singapore (aunties doesn't mean you&lt;br /&gt;have to be old).&lt;br /&gt;pls! for heaven and earth's sake! does sitting down on a freaking&lt;br /&gt;chair mean so much about you?&lt;br /&gt;maintain your wadever you are trying can???&lt;br /&gt;run until like that... ARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112434887504682259?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112434887504682259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112434887504682259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112434887504682259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112434887504682259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/08/aunties.html' title='Aunties'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-112401794878596630</id><published>2005-08-14T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T04:12:28.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yahoo</title><content type='html'>yeah!!! A1 for chinese and distinction for my oral!!! i'm so happy!!! firstly needa thanks God for his grace and mercy over my life.&lt;br /&gt;ok, got confession to make.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really studied hard for the test. dun get mi wrong. i'm not showing off.&lt;br /&gt;just that i feel that when the chinese o level is drawing near, i'm quite involved&lt;br /&gt;in my church stuffs so kinda no time and oso actually no discipline to study for it.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end, i just studied the sec4 stuffs and abit here and there. haha... but you&lt;br /&gt;see... (if not christain, i'm gonna preach, so bear with it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you honour god, he will honour you back&lt;br /&gt;He says that when you put Him first, he will give you&lt;br /&gt;all that you need and desire. well displayed in here rite?&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, lets not preach today, but for those who dunno, i'm&lt;br /&gt;a christain, dun look like one? haha... looks can be.. you noe...&lt;br /&gt;mm... today is sunday, got Signs showing on channel 5 @ 7.30&lt;br /&gt;wanna watch...&lt;br /&gt;but still, today is such a boring day, woke up 2 around 10 and&lt;br /&gt;started to watch cartoon on Kids central. haha... i think i can never&lt;br /&gt;stop watching cartoon... i just love them lor, can say its childish, but&lt;br /&gt;i see it as a gift to be able to appreciate things that not many can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sept 11, a day to remember (not as much as 12 feb thought). i day&lt;br /&gt;that changed the face of the world. a day that we be marked and remembered&lt;br /&gt;by generations to come. a day when many lost their lifes to the terror of one.&lt;br /&gt;the one named Osama Bin Larden.&lt;br /&gt;this man, lalalalalalala... dunno wad i'm writing. but its my dad's bdae oso... so...&lt;br /&gt;haha... okok, just crapping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song: timothy got no ***** lalalalala~~~~&lt;br /&gt;            when will he find back his ***** lalalalala~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored...&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-112401794878596630?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/112401794878596630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=112401794878596630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112401794878596630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/112401794878596630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/08/yahoo.html' title='Yahoo'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-111943302097074620</id><published>2005-06-22T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T02:37:00.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pop</title><content type='html'>man, this sux... got church on the day of pop and to all band ppl,&lt;br /&gt;really sorry if you were to get pissed with mi cause i cannot go&lt;br /&gt;ya, really sorry... but i got other commitments and i believe that&lt;br /&gt;wadever you say, i made the right decision...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to jongling, dude, if you are going to be angry with me, i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;but all i wann say is that no matter wad, i wll be going to church&lt;br /&gt;and if you're not going, its fine, just make sure you noe wad you&lt;br /&gt;are doing... i mean, hey, wad's more important... like it was said,&lt;br /&gt;stop the mi and i and but Him in you... life's so miserable if you're&lt;br /&gt;gonna live if for yourself... say i'm selfish or wad, i dun care... just&lt;br /&gt;dun get angry ok??? i buy you glue.... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;band&lt;br /&gt;sometimes are really bad... i mean you have all the ppl that&lt;br /&gt;you tot will never back-stab you and whala... you're stabbed&lt;br /&gt;nice rite? no wonder ppl are saying that the band is a&lt;br /&gt;unfriendly place... i'm not saying the whole band is like that, its just&lt;br /&gt;a grp of ppl which i di not wanna name... i suppose you noe who you are&lt;br /&gt;haha... anyway... i think wad tan said is true... if all that we do&lt;br /&gt;are intellectualy analysed, then wads the difference btw us and&lt;br /&gt;robots... we are who we are... we have a eart, we have feelings and&lt;br /&gt;emotions... just in case some ppl might forget it... and so, although i&lt;br /&gt;really really dun wish to, i think Tan is corrrct... ot that his always wrong&lt;br /&gt;or anything, but wad' his problem with the sec4s... irritating you noe...&lt;br /&gt;alot of us oso dunno when's the band prac so how on the blue planet&lt;br /&gt;are we suppose to noe when to go down??? argh... information are all&lt;br /&gt;distributted really really bad... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell Grp&lt;br /&gt;to all N112 ppl, if you're reading, ya... pls try to do wad you are&lt;br /&gt;suppose to do ok? i mean lets be faithful in little things... ok???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad are we living for???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-111943302097074620?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/111943302097074620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=111943302097074620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111943302097074620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111943302097074620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/06/pop.html' title='pop'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-111893407173943952</id><published>2005-06-16T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T08:01:11.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep over</title><content type='html'>wooooo... haha, sleeping over at tan yaw's hse. sope it would be fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha, anyway... tomolo got band prac... haix, needa wake up early,&lt;br /&gt;aiyo... lazy leh... haha...&lt;br /&gt;time is dictated by perspective&lt;br /&gt;no matter the amount&lt;br /&gt;long or short&lt;br /&gt;we experience it&lt;br /&gt;by how we wan to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix, bored... i dunno wa to write in a blog leh... can someone help&lt;br /&gt;me out abit here... wad do ppl normally write here? haha...&lt;br /&gt;timothy is a monkey&lt;br /&gt;ruiming is wierd&lt;br /&gt;kev in is a pig!!! BIG FAT IRRITATING FREAKING PIG!!! &lt;br /&gt;haha... &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-111893407173943952?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/111893407173943952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=111893407173943952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111893407173943952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111893407173943952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/06/sleep-over.html' title='sleep over'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-111883866667536131</id><published>2005-06-15T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T05:31:06.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whitey mud</title><content type='html'>man, this holiday turns out to be really boring!&lt;br /&gt;whole day just dunno do wad but slacker around and&lt;br /&gt;laze around... haix... sian...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, congrats on getting your phone back!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;haha... bored... nth 2 do, bye then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;power is nothing without control&lt;br /&gt;love is nothing with patience&lt;br /&gt;gaining is nothing without giving&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-111883866667536131?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/111883866667536131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=111883866667536131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111883866667536131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111883866667536131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/06/whitey-mud.html' title='whitey mud'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-111778824360993899</id><published>2005-06-03T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T01:44:03.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long awaited</title><content type='html'>paiseh tat my comp spoil so cannot really update until i go my friend's hse...&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to tan yaw... luv him much... =)&lt;br /&gt;well, i feel good today, you noe why???&lt;br /&gt;let mi tell you... i going to get a Creative Zen Macro!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, my long awaited mp3 player...&lt;br /&gt;to the extend of my excitement, i would like to further increase&lt;br /&gt;this moment by announcing somethingy---&gt; i'm HAPPY!!!=)&lt;br /&gt;acutall dun really noe wad to write but have many things to say,&lt;br /&gt;life seems short when you enjoy,&lt;br /&gt;life seems long and tiring when you suffer&lt;br /&gt;wad an irony... why do we have to suffer the suffering slowly painfully...&lt;br /&gt;but since thats the case, why dun you just slow down your pace and&lt;br /&gt;take a good look around you, slowly taste and enjoy that special moment&lt;br /&gt;of grace and happiness, remembering every minute and second...&lt;br /&gt;for the bad times thats bound to come..&lt;br /&gt;(i dunno wad nonsense i just wrote)&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spongebob luv coffee(specially made)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-111778824360993899?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/111778824360993899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=111778824360993899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111778824360993899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111778824360993899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/06/long-awaited.html' title='long awaited'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-111580224419060453</id><published>2005-05-11T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T02:04:04.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>exams exams exams...</title><content type='html'>haix... my results is gonna sux really really big...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!! then tomorrow the chem... aiyo... i give up le&lt;br /&gt;sorry mrs yeo if you see this but then i really see no ball&lt;br /&gt;and catch no ball bout chem... its like wad the hell is the&lt;br /&gt;different with ester link and amide link and wad's with&lt;br /&gt;so many chemicals? why can't they just make some single&lt;br /&gt;chemical and just learn about that lah...&lt;br /&gt;wadever... timothy got hit by a wooden baton and is now&lt;br /&gt;whinning in pain... haha... muhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;we are going to play hide and seek le... haha...&lt;br /&gt;oh, i dun like sreyansh... Eeeee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-111580224419060453?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/111580224419060453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=111580224419060453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111580224419060453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111580224419060453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/05/exams-exams-exams.html' title='exams exams exams...'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12811456.post-111579960164560800</id><published>2005-05-11T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T01:20:01.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yoz...</title><content type='html'>Well, this is my first entry... wadever...&lt;br /&gt;3 more paper to the end of exams! yahoo!!&lt;br /&gt;but then the results sure kannasia one... haix, oh wadever then&lt;br /&gt;just piah for my o can le lor... today the physic paper mcq so diff&lt;br /&gt;i spent 30 mins doing the first 15 questions only... haha...&lt;br /&gt;sniff sniff... havin flu...&lt;br /&gt;Hi IM ruiming i was here!! MAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;^wadever... haha, doing this in his hse... listening to some funny&lt;br /&gt;no sense rock punk music...&lt;br /&gt;well, just here to test out my first entry so if this sound corny,&lt;br /&gt;too bad, its my first time, haven got into the blog language yet...&lt;br /&gt;pls have patience... haha...&lt;br /&gt;oh, correction. the music is metal... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12811456-111579960164560800?l=i-am-colby.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/feeds/111579960164560800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12811456&amp;postID=111579960164560800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111579960164560800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12811456/posts/default/111579960164560800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-colby.blogspot.com/2005/05/yoz.html' title='Yoz...'/><author><name>Colby</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12210682227056500103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
