<?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-8984774191660137385</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:21:27.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The time you lost here-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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>52</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-6094645210214260442</id><published>2008-06-30T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T17:37:59.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>k</title><content type='html'>These few days was wtfomgshitemoarghdiealamakforgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=__= Very confusing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was TPSS school band concert. They played magnificently, the melodies were consistent, and hell, even Mr Kenny Tan played the drums in the encore! He showed off when the drum solo came, and extended it LOL. Then the conductor lean on the railing, damn funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The interval was shit. We were given VIP tickets [cos we paid for it], yet couldn't get 'refreshments'. I was at the back of the group, consisting of James, Jw, Clement, and Jiashe, so I cannot really say anything. Jw also blanjah me 10 bucks for the VIP tickets which were 20 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sunday was...super-slack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was =__=. Watched super-sized me in English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/end]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6094645210214260442?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6094645210214260442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6094645210214260442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6094645210214260442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6094645210214260442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/k.html' title='k'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-711577864842962156</id><published>2008-06-28T11:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:42:22.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get yourself some smarts</title><content type='html'>Get smart was awsm. Laughed a lot, relaxed a little. Also took my mind off stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch it. Its plot is paper-thin, but the jokes make up for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-711577864842962156?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/711577864842962156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=711577864842962156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/711577864842962156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/711577864842962156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/get-yourself-some-smarts.html' title='get yourself some smarts'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-2849336351295685575</id><published>2008-06-25T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:18:07.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>51!</title><content type='html'>See how Kw is so &lt;s&gt;desperate in wanting a D cup&lt;/s&gt;horny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnival. says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;how big ah&lt;br /&gt;Carnival. says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;the size&lt;br /&gt;xevioso says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;i use my famous method of wrapping cd&lt;br /&gt;xevioso says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;br /&gt;xevioso says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;the cd?&lt;br /&gt;Carnival. says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;the cd&lt;br /&gt;xevioso says (9:20 PM):&lt;br /&gt;uh, around D cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLOLOLOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-2849336351295685575?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/2849336351295685575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=2849336351295685575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2849336351295685575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2849336351295685575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/51.html' title='51!'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-5158188353645720278</id><published>2008-06-25T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:00:04.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>50 posts old.</title><content type='html'>This humble abode for my emotions, feelings, which ever I feel obligated to share has been here for 50 posts. Well, the more public kind of feelings/emotions anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels so good being happy after moments of sad, makes you look at your position in a much better way. Don't know why either. Just feel...chilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39s[san-kyuu = 3 and 9 in jap] to those 2 people whom supported my crap-self the last 3 days. I owe them, of course no interest lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Imma promote this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VAbwH-Ug-Ng&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VAbwH-Ug-Ng&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no pianist, but hell he is sure good to my ears. [No I'm not being paid to do this, this guy is pure omg wtf wow]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-5158188353645720278?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/5158188353645720278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=5158188353645720278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/5158188353645720278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/5158188353645720278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/50-posts-old.html' title='50 posts old.'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3619397989430038710</id><published>2008-06-24T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T20:04:20.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surge</title><content type='html'>I think I'm getting it back. Along with my nose problem as well. Pure bliss, un-disturbed, dreamless sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I got a sleep debt again. .__. But hey, I paid it off around 2 hours ago! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.___. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;panic1&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3619397989430038710?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3619397989430038710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3619397989430038710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3619397989430038710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3619397989430038710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/surge.html' title='surge'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-8502001097966677425</id><published>2008-06-23T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T22:26:46.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sem2day1</title><content type='html'>Freaking horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English was usual, newspaper report. Then chinese nearly made me tearface. The story was sad, its about a dad and son relationship, where the son and dad were very distant after the mom died. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at last they meet, then blahblah, the son never hears from the dad again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then recess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discussed some music stuff with Nella. He isn't theory taught but hell, maybe I can transfer abit of my knowledge to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem was a relief. Covalent bonds, knew about it already due to the immense amount of practising when I was sec 2. Hah, so I slept...kinda. Was abruptly woken up by Mdm Ho to set up her laptop. By god it was bloody beautiful. Its a touchscreen laptop..with vista. .__.;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was...woohoo back with mai homie, JW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay conversation. =__________= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still quite...emo now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-8502001097966677425?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/8502001097966677425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=8502001097966677425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8502001097966677425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8502001097966677425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/sem2day1.html' title='sem2day1'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-1188415021511079602</id><published>2008-06-22T17:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T17:15:12.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where?</title><content type='html'>Where did I go wrong? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejection is hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what luck I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-1188415021511079602?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/1188415021511079602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=1188415021511079602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1188415021511079602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1188415021511079602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/where.html' title='Where?'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-7620977294178704094</id><published>2008-06-21T13:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:16:15.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>positive mindfuck</title><content type='html'>Meaningful movie. Has some quantum physics stuff here and there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the part I really like.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OcJyObrka-0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OcJyObrka-0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If thoughts can do that to water, imagine what our thoughts would do to us?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-7620977294178704094?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/7620977294178704094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=7620977294178704094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7620977294178704094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7620977294178704094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/positive-mindfuck.html' title='positive mindfuck'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-900222319899660740</id><published>2008-06-20T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:32:02.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one</title><content type='html'>One - Metallica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressing, yet surprisingly uplifting as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H5BoQ1qPPRs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H5BoQ1qPPRs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling gloomy. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I go ahead with the plan? Or should I tweak the theory more?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-900222319899660740?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/900222319899660740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=900222319899660740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/900222319899660740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/900222319899660740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/one.html' title='one'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-7392085388534416923</id><published>2008-06-19T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T23:56:01.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap</title><content type='html'>Woke up around 10. Fumbled around the house for no reason. Made coffee, hands unstable spilled some coffee powder. Got scolded. Went to computer, surfed a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bathe. Headed out to bass lesson around 1115 hours. Enjoyed a lot. Dani California is addictive. Bass bass snare, bass bass snare, bass bass snare. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boom-boom-tah! Boom-boom-tah! Boom-boom-tah! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weedlooweedloodloo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home. Got some macs to eat for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played some bass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-7392085388534416923?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/7392085388534416923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=7392085388534416923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7392085388534416923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7392085388534416923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/recap.html' title='recap'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3776640084972993850</id><published>2008-06-17T16:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T16:25:23.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weirdest fucking dream ever.</title><content type='html'>Ok. Title says everything, lets go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in the friggin' dreamland of mine. Was the usual stuff, usual dreams of making it big as a bassist of an awsm pwnage band, playing on stage stuff. As usual, I dreamt of playing YYZ - Rush, and some other songs I forgot. I listen to music every single day, and have about 1k songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that 'gig' everyone dispersed, went home and stuff. Then here is where it gets fucking weird. Like. Fucking. Weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way walking home, I heard Kw and her Bf making out. Her voice is probably the most unique one I have imprinted in my brain. No idea who was the guy though. They were like Great White Sharks thrashing around a carcass. The bushes they were in were :S. Then both of them exploded. Like BOOM in a flash of blood and gore! Then poof! They reappeared beside me and said 'Hi.' And went off in their separate ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit. It gets weirder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some road, should be near the Tampines Bike Trail, I saw 2 people walking towards me hand in hand. One of them waved at me, then started running towards me, I stayed where I was. Then I saw who it was. Stunk and Dj. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first reaction was 'what the fuck, are they gay?!'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then they congratulated me for the 'gig' [see above] and that they wanted my 'band' [see above also]to play at their wedding. I said yes, then they went off, with one of them leaning on the other's shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, holy shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I don't know which road I took, but I arrived at my house's void deck. Then I saw my sis, walking a dog, probably a Schnauzer? I don't know dog breeds. Then the dog got loose of the leash and ran towards me, ramming its nose in my groin area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I 'blacked out' and woke up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?! &lt;b&gt;Told you it was fucking weird!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3776640084972993850?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3776640084972993850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3776640084972993850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3776640084972993850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3776640084972993850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/weirdest-fucking-dream-ever.html' title='weirdest fucking dream ever.'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-2497986685949147825</id><published>2008-06-15T21:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T22:03:44.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohai again</title><content type='html'>K. First things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dumps test*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.handwritingwizard.com/viewreport.php?emc=el&amp;amp;m=42132&amp;amp;l=3&amp;amp;v=024b1ae133&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[picdumpstart] &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUeURjfDiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KWvx0IVvabo/s1600-h/DSC00469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUeURjfDiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KWvx0IVvabo/s320/DSC00469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212105477409672738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Someone piakpiak in the lift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUewOiDfdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uVcYgUA2n3s/s1600-h/DSC00508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUewOiDfdI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/uVcYgUA2n3s/s320/DSC00508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212105957634702802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hot sexy young woman. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUfAjx4WCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7MrcjYL0gSg/s1600-h/DSC00472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUfAjx4WCI/AAAAAAAAAPY/7MrcjYL0gSg/s320/DSC00472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212106238216132642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pasir Ris  Park. Near the jetty. Emu. :(&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUffdEdXII/AAAAAAAAAPg/9s4bgDD--CA/s1600-h/DSC00507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUffdEdXII/AAAAAAAAAPg/9s4bgDD--CA/s320/DSC00507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212106768990952578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh. My cooking rocks ok, its my camera's fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUf10K8JWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QthhPliq6Zk/s1600-h/DSC00481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUf10K8JWI/AAAAAAAAAPo/QthhPliq6Zk/s320/DSC00481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212107153149273442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a pro bass player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. [/end pic dump]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-2497986685949147825?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/2497986685949147825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=2497986685949147825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2497986685949147825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2497986685949147825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/ohai-again.html' title='ohai again'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SFUeURjfDiI/AAAAAAAAAPI/KWvx0IVvabo/s72-c/DSC00469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-4826294769206468685</id><published>2008-06-15T15:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T15:53:00.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i has it show/xbox [halo 3] party</title><content type='html'>Ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturdaaay.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a Halo 3 party yesterday. T'was pretty fun, though eyes were hurting much from the intense speed of 300%. Whacking is fun! ^__^ And I suck nuts in detecting tripmines set by people. =___= Always get hit by them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate with Dj, Kw and Stunk at Dj's shareholdings Food Court. Ate rice. Stunk and Kw waited for Dj, in the end, I ate finish when he came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that came. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceeded to Stunky's house as always. his Xboob360 is the sex. Lol. After the Haloling, we played some Bioshock. Lol. Dj and Kw went home first, as they needed to chiong homework. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for awhile, played GH3 on hard. Heh, I think I'm getting the hang of the orange button. Then we spammed GH songs on GuitarPro. Ok, only Paranoid - Black Sabbath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny that they're awsm though Ozzy's a stoned, fucking rock drunk bastard. Geezer Butler is a good bassist in all context. He knows when to lay low then pop out of nowhere. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sundaaaaayyy&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to IT show with Dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damage: $200 -/+ &lt;br /&gt;Cause: Disk Drive, external HDD, Mousey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 my new mouse. It's so sexy. Like geekishly sexy. Sex. ^^ \/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K done. Happy, girls? &gt;(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4826294769206468685?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4826294769206468685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4826294769206468685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4826294769206468685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4826294769206468685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-it-showxbox-halo-3-party.html' title='i has it show/xbox [halo 3] party'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-949457639736441196</id><published>2008-06-12T21:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T22:06:43.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i has quiz</title><content type='html'>I am now very boliao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:The rules of the game get posted at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;2:Each player answers questions about themselves&lt;br /&gt;3: The player tags 3 people. Post their names. Goes to their blog and leave a comment, letting them know they got tagged and ask them to join the game and read ur blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 9.42pm&lt;br /&gt;Name: Tan C.W., Darren&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: 1&lt;br /&gt;Brothers:0&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size: 8. &lt;br /&gt;Height: 1.65m. At least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drink?&lt;br /&gt;3 in 1 coffee [preferably Nestle] mixed with 2 spoonfuls of Milo and sweetened milk. Tea, preferably Earl Grey [Twinning's] or ye' ol' kopitiam teh. Milo, duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;Bread, canned tuna, toast making thingo, mayonaise [needed unless tuna already has mayo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever swam in the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. That was awsm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school?&lt;br /&gt;Last day of semester 1. 2 weeks ago, approx. Maths was =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell off your chair?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat by the phone all night for a person to call?&lt;br /&gt;Sms counted anot? If got, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, I save complete thread replies though, like those epic long ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like?&lt;br /&gt;able to fit 3 beds, 3 cabinets [1 mine, 2 for storage], one messy table with a computer, two sets of shelves, bass and amp beside window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you?&lt;br /&gt;Zeriuel, thy bass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you ate?&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox?&lt;br /&gt;No. I believe its not time induced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat?&lt;br /&gt;a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stitches?&lt;br /&gt;No, scars a plenty though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose?&lt;br /&gt;Runny one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a sniper guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you like picnics?&lt;br /&gt;With friends. Family picnics are a little awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who were/was the last person you danced with?&lt;br /&gt;Zeriuel. She was fingers aplenty by me, what an awsm dance of music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last smile you made?&lt;br /&gt;This morning. Fingering Zeriuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I'm a freak like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today you did..&lt;br /&gt;I can't have sex now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever.. kissed anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on what kind of kiss. Love = no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get sick?&lt;br /&gt;Stick it in the mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone?&lt;br /&gt;A little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat?&lt;br /&gt;Moar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best feeling in the world.&lt;br /&gt;Hearing my Zeriuel growl and squeal. Hearing a bloody awsm band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals?&lt;br /&gt;Used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;Bag, files, books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you really hate?&lt;br /&gt;Make love, not hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the time now?&lt;br /&gt;9.55pm. I'm a fast typer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random. Is there a person on your mind now?&lt;br /&gt;This isn't random, and no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;Sis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;Duh, teach them how to play bass. Or drums, so I don't need a metronome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;br /&gt;I smile damn well when and where I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwritting?&lt;br /&gt;Like a doc, but less refined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are your toe nails painted?&lt;br /&gt;They are painted with the smell of walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour shirt are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Topless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7;00pm yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;Private info. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person?&lt;br /&gt;Damn well friendly when I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the person who you have feelings for right now?&lt;br /&gt;Private info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did the last person who you held hands with mean anitink to you now?&lt;br /&gt;I held hands with my Zeriuel. Cradled her neck in one hand, fingering her with the other, was reaching musical orgasm. Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with my book open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window.&lt;br /&gt;School classroom, not my class' though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth?&lt;br /&gt;The truth is the path to victory. No matter how hard it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you too forgiving?&lt;br /&gt;I don't hold grudges, makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father.&lt;br /&gt;Lim lao bu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?&lt;br /&gt;Zeriuel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you really loved?&lt;br /&gt;Family, friends. Total around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthy?&lt;br /&gt;No shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes. The truth may be too hard to bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are having a bad day who are you likely to go to?&lt;br /&gt;Friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?&lt;br /&gt;Damn fucking well when I want to be loud and quiet. I can be both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident?&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, but yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i was doing 10 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Barney.&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Blues clues.&lt;br /&gt;- Watch Mom mopping floor.&lt;br /&gt;- Read thick assed books.&lt;br /&gt;- Read magazines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things on my to do list for today&lt;br /&gt;- slack&lt;br /&gt;- slack&lt;br /&gt;- slack&lt;br /&gt;- slack&lt;br /&gt;- slack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 snacks i enjoy&lt;br /&gt;- chips&lt;br /&gt;- british chips&lt;br /&gt;- more chips&lt;br /&gt;- less chips&lt;br /&gt;- Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things i would do if i were a billionaire.&lt;br /&gt;- get a new rig. a better girl [keeping zeriuel though]. &lt;br /&gt;- buy new shoes&lt;br /&gt;- 5k to my close friends [4 of them but hey]&lt;br /&gt;- go to places.&lt;br /&gt;- bank the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 of my bad habits&lt;br /&gt;- Lazy&lt;br /&gt;- Distracted&lt;br /&gt;- Procrastination&lt;br /&gt;- Random emo periods&lt;br /&gt;- Talk to self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 places i have lived in&lt;br /&gt;- Tampines, clementi, bedok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 jobs i have had&lt;br /&gt;- None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 people i tag&lt;br /&gt;- KW&lt;br /&gt;- Stunk&lt;br /&gt;- Dj&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-949457639736441196?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/949457639736441196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=949457639736441196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/949457639736441196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/949457639736441196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-quiz.html' title='i has quiz'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-7300107387639243946</id><published>2008-06-12T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T16:38:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i has trick 1</title><content type='html'>Trick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jdrama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty slack drama, not really for those 'OMGMUSTWATCHIFINISH' people. Probably find similarities to Scooby Doo and Supernatural, a bit of X files. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May get a little boring sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellz, the boredom of holidays drives you to do stupid things you wouldn't normally do, like watch a J-drama. My manhood is hurt. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will do the stupid quiz later or sth. *lazy* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs off to watch Trick 2*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-7300107387639243946?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/7300107387639243946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=7300107387639243946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7300107387639243946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7300107387639243946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-trick-1.html' title='i has trick 1'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-9071941522731433081</id><published>2008-06-11T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T22:56:59.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i has halo 3 skillz</title><content type='html'>The reason why I was MIA from t3h int3rw3bz was due to a halo sleepover at Stink's. That was awsm, haloed till 4am, then the 4 of us crashed. One crashed at a different room, heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind to Tuesday afternoon. Met DJ at Tampines Bus Interchange so we could meet KW and thusly meet stunk, as he volunteered for something at some cerebral palsy centre for kids. Took 3. Arrived at Pasir Ris. Headed to KW's house first due to stunk's volatile timing to arrive at eHub. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handed over the Blues Driver, with a Freak Fuzz mod to her then. Her bass apparently has a thick assed neck, thicker than my Zeriuel. The amp is decent though, 15 watts I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than my 10 watter. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to eHub for lunch and to meet Stunk. As usual he was in pink. .__. After a short discussion on where to eat for lunch, we went to Pastamania. Pasta, mm. Minstrone soup, mm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hungry* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took a bus to Stunk's house, and proceeded to rape his Xbox 360, till around 7. Where he had to go to guitar lessons, so we went to eat, looked around [aka window shopping], eyed a pair of shoes I wanted. Fine, needed, but I didn't have the money to buy it there and then, so...=/ Wait for t3h mom's credit card then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, having speed set on 300 and gravity on 50 is LOL. Friggin hyper rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandals pwn though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After his lessons we went straight to his house, duh. My nose got worse then. =/ Sorry guyz, can't control t3h sneeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proceeded to mass rape his Xbox 360 again, all the way till 1am or so, where we decided to get fud. Nuggets LOL. My cooking skills r good ok. Then played some more rounds until about 4 am, where we amazingly couldn't endure anymore Halo 3. Talked about dreams and stuff before snoring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I was woken up by a sumo barging into the room at around 9 am. Played a little more Halo while waiting for DJ to bathe finish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 2 went while I was having naked tiem lulz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at around 4pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoned. Rotted. Blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to have that again, it was awsm as fuck! Though we didn't get to play any Bioshock. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy post pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall cycle tomorrow. That route with Saddy was awsm. Cycling alone is awsmer, though there's no one to share your butt pain woes. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-9071941522731433081?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/9071941522731433081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=9071941522731433081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/9071941522731433081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/9071941522731433081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-halo-3-skillz.html' title='i has halo 3 skillz'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-7757150563125423058</id><published>2008-06-08T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T18:41:35.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i has cycle</title><content type='html'>Cycled with Saddy (Kimberly) and Stunk. Went all the way to Changi via Pasir Ris then went to ECP via Changi Coast Road. Rested at Burger King's after cycling for around 1 hr in ECP. Then went all the way back via Siglap Park Connector and cycled on random roads all the way to Bedok Reservoir before that Saddy went home, Stunk went back there. I had to cycle 2 km more back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-7757150563125423058?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/7757150563125423058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=7757150563125423058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7757150563125423058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/7757150563125423058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-cycle.html' title='i has cycle'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-8689291096639835578</id><published>2008-06-06T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T19:31:16.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>debt paid</title><content type='html'>I am currently free of sleep debt. Now I can sleep at 12 midnight and yet be able to wake up at the usual time I'm awake during the holidays, 10AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a major accomplishment ok. I got power one k. Dun pray pray I tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;Ah heck, the jam yesterday sucked, end of story, lets not pursue it further ok? What's over is already over. Though I would not mind if there was a jam, I would not go unless Nick has improved, and can sing PROPERLY, and NOT BRAG about screaming when he obviously didn't, or that there's less people, and we all know what the fuck to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K End of story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tags with jam in it will be promptly ignored. &lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanged out at stunk's this afternoon, since I had nothing to do online. Dj was nowhere online, Kw was getting pwnt by Ben, Stunk was lagging, I'm bored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed his Blues Driver too, it worked perfectly with my Zeriuel, giving her that 'Cliff Burton' sound. Close to it, but not that close. Still has my crazily boosted mids, at 10, whereas trebles and bass is rolled down to specification. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^ \/ Like hell am I giving out my signature sound EQ. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;I miss those extremely long convos with the 4 of us on MSN. Marathon convos, them. Never on par with those Stomp mass convos, purely because of the sheer familiarity with the persons I'm talking to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I need to get some balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/ [/emu]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-8689291096639835578?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/8689291096639835578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=8689291096639835578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8689291096639835578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8689291096639835578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/debt-paid.html' title='debt paid'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-2060084607439135727</id><published>2008-06-05T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T19:48:08.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i has jam</title><content type='html'>I saw no use of practicing too much. I expect nothing more in the next jam. Poor Nick, having to pay for approx. 80% of the fees. I helped, gave him 10 bucks. The rest didn't, this was what I felt unfair for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean. I don't like the guy but at least I had the decency to help pay for it. Isn't that something commendable for a selfish person like me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, Pear, Ash and another guy was pretty...good, but they intruded people's jam session. Even though they played Silly God Disco - The Gazette pretty damn well, its just plain rude to start without Nick's permission, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another guy, i forgot the name, on the guitars, kept messing around, and didn't practice the songs. No need to elaborate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there were 2 people whom we didn't know. Spectating. Yeah right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disapproving of having too many people already, because Nick cannot talk properly, thus minimising the times he has to talk. But then there were at least 10 people in the studio. At least 10. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know what I mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointing jam. Lesson learnt. I'd prefer a jam with as less people as possible, less disturbance, less distraction, less passing of instruments around screwing the tuning up. And an acoustic guitar cannot compete with the electric intrument's power, unless the acoustic is also able to plug into the system. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;__&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-2060084607439135727?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/2060084607439135727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=2060084607439135727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2060084607439135727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2060084607439135727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-has-jam.html' title='i has jam'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-1993222936076345627</id><published>2008-06-01T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T23:32:45.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bassically</title><content type='html'>What a nice sunday...night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda eventful too, went for ben's bass gathering. Awsm people were there, only know sumo at first though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with her in the MRT towards Outram Park, ben's office. Talked a lot there &gt;__&gt; She never do her bass homework horrrrrrrrrrrrr~! I did. :D On the train. XD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached his office around 11.25. Saw 2 guys there alr, then waited for everyone to come. All less than 9 people came. :P Don't think dirty! Introed ourselves and ice break stuff. Ben r ebil to kw i liek. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGM 5 string. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then proceeded to watch vids of people playing bass. .__. Then lessons and activities. Went home around 4.30. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched a fender jbass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awsm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue my 'danny keep fit programme' tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-1993222936076345627?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/1993222936076345627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=1993222936076345627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1993222936076345627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1993222936076345627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/06/bassically.html' title='bassically'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-4774131318533204118</id><published>2008-05-29T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T22:02:53.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>Can I do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I have the guts to do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4774131318533204118?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4774131318533204118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4774131318533204118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4774131318533204118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4774131318533204118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-4174208934000830257</id><published>2008-05-27T17:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:53:47.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[startrant]fine</title><content type='html'>i'll give you a drink for a treat for saying that you have skills. &gt;.&gt;;; nick sim's band is going to fall faster than you saying 'cancer'. i became the bassist for his band out of sympathy, not because i like mcr, or freaking josh groban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, 'you raise me up isn't exactly jam material' it there because nick sim wanted to dedicate it to his ex. fine, which idiot dedicates song to ex-gf/bfs, they must be fucking deluded and fuck, i shall play only 3 songs, since i have no idea the rest sound like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to the black parade, american idiot and thnks fr the mmrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merlin's pants! the only damn song i need to learn is american idiot, which i have perpetual problems with the speed and repeating the riff over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine, go on. flame me for trying to demean other people. he can't even sing, to the likes of josh groban. i don't care because i'm fucking down with fever and i might KO any minute and that i'm pissed because i can't finger zeriuel today, maybe tomorrow as well. i need to go to a pokemon centre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell, the 'band meeting' on msn yesterday was a complete fuckup. fine, don't accept my fucking vulgar self, go on, quit the band. i'm quitting once he think we're 'serious', dirty fucking trick, but hey, i want my life to not be screwed by an idiot who cannot sing. i want a career in music or something similar, don't ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm typing in low version of letters. i cannot be bothered today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/endrant]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4174208934000830257?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4174208934000830257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4174208934000830257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4174208934000830257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4174208934000830257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/startrantfine.html' title='[startrant]fine'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-1725531038111287062</id><published>2008-05-25T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T22:38:23.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indy jons</title><content type='html'>Went to watch Indy 4 today with KW and DJ. Was what I expected. Cheesy BGM, awsm LOL, and has decent effects. I'd easily give it a 10/10 for a 8 dollar ticket, maybe a 7/10 for a 9 dollar ticket or more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ants part was...:S Makes you squirm in your seat and your leg hairs stand whether you shaved them or not. It basically had all the usual Indy stuff. Go watch it if you like Indy or not. I kid you not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, met up with those 2 to slack around for a while. Went to the food court to eat and stuff, after that went to artbox, which had nothing to do with art, as a tour of the twit classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"High class twits go to Precious thots, Middle classes go to Minitoons, and lastly, the lower class twits go to ArtBox"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complained that yamaha doesn't have GSS discounts, but wdv, if Swee Lee has a GSS I would be happy. Maybe I can get a new amp then. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to xcraft 'cos Kw wanted a new earring so... .__. Party disbanded after that. Sigh, it was such an enjoyable time with them. :) Cheered me up considerably too, though I'm still .__. now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll confess to her when she comes back from that Surabaya trip. I don't know the outcome either. =/ Will she accept or will she reject?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/wallows in self pity]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-1725531038111287062?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/1725531038111287062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=1725531038111287062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1725531038111287062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1725531038111287062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/indy-jons.html' title='indy jons'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-9145798076571248359</id><published>2008-05-24T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:00:05.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just...</title><content type='html'>They say absence makes the heart grow fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell did I have to cycle to pasir ris park?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-9145798076571248359?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/9145798076571248359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=9145798076571248359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/9145798076571248359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/9145798076571248359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/just.html' title='Just...'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6828536350431347926</id><published>2008-05-24T13:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T14:09:47.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Report book lulz</title><content type='html'>Nice to get this green A5 sized book once in a while. Shows how well I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how bad i did .__. Amaths was an F9 \m/ That sucks. Everything else seems to be on par, especially geog, with a final mark of 90%. :D Am I awsm, yeah, I am awsm. Other notable mentions are Physics, final mark of 77%, and chemistry, 72%. Yeah. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, I got a C for CME. Gee, I follow my own morals, not follow society's morals. Individualism seems far-fetched here. It gets you low marks for CME. Haha. Yeah, I have no morals. .___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total percentage is 65.6%. Seems pretty consistant, hope I can get a 70% or something in the EOYs...If I hiong, which I can, but I'm lazy to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe I will. Since I want a better amplification for dear Zeriuel so badly, I would. :) Then she'd squeal/growl/thump/gyrate better when I finger her. Isn't that a big +? First, I'd have to make a bet with my parents first. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, bets. Makes me reminisce about PSLE. Getting a DS [got it anyway] when I got at least 3 As, because my chinese sucked badly during that period [and still sucks now].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Darren is a pleasant student who projects a good image of the school through good behavior. He is helpful and able to shoulder responsibility and does things the best of his ability when entrusted with a task. He shows a positive attitude towards learning. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see 4 things that are obviously wrong with that statement above. First, I do not project a good image...[and since when did my school have an image?!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, don't shoot me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I am not helpful. I do not voluntarily do stuff because I want to, only because I am obligated to do it [ie; 'cher asks me to set up laptop, i'll do it because it r my job]. Thirdly, I do not shoulder responsibility well, look at the amount of maths, chem, and chinese homework I didn't pass up this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I do things to only at least 50% of my ability. This phrase makes me seem like a bloody weakling. I'd go 100% when I feel like it, why I want to, how I want to, if not, I would not do tasks with full capacity when it does not benefit my brain/body/pimples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, attendance. 92/93. Hell yeah, ponned the 2nd last day of school and they still counted it in?! Damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R4 is 11, while R5 is a 16. Seems....low. I'd get better by EOY, yarly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SDewKs_VWqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/d0b-vmdvHOc/s1600-h/ouroboros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SDewKs_VWqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/d0b-vmdvHOc/s320/ouroboros.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203821592371878562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I've settled for this as a tattoo or something. Goes with t3h friendship thing, and black ink is cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for strong platonic friendships. Takes a shitload of maturity to still be friends, much less close ones, when the other had rejected your confession and currently has a BF, without having anymore 'feelings' towards that particular person, isn't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope there's a 'hooray its t3h hols' party with the 4 of us sometime soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6828536350431347926?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6828536350431347926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6828536350431347926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6828536350431347926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6828536350431347926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/report-book-lulz.html' title='Report book lulz'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SDewKs_VWqI/AAAAAAAAAPA/d0b-vmdvHOc/s72-c/ouroboros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-6189054713846562307</id><published>2008-05-22T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T23:52:37.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sedface</title><content type='html'>I'm wired on kopi, which was from 6pm till now. I don't feel like doing anything now. Just need some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd feel like a patient being attended to by love. A patient which he ignored, for some reason I don't know why. I just feel like I'm missing out or being a sucker to enter love's clinic. Why in the first place did I go into that clinic then? If it would make me this...empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was not as severe during the exam period compared to now...its just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I sick of the love in the air I'm feeling now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight blues. =/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6189054713846562307?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6189054713846562307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6189054713846562307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6189054713846562307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6189054713846562307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/sedface.html' title='sedface'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6668545742177702048</id><published>2008-05-22T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T19:51:26.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kw wants me to blog.</title><content type='html'>So here it is, happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school today, Mrs Vai didn't even ask me why i wasn't here yesterday. It was fucking heng. LOL, thought I would fucking die if I forgot to write a parent's letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotted the whole day in school, the last 2 hours were the important ones, LOL. =/ K not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I rushed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.__.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drinks kopi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not planning to sleep real early today, tomorrow is MTP session, so no school. Heh, my parents are lazy LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4pm. -__- Guess I'll have to rush for bass lesson then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't mastered 3rd forward. Shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6668545742177702048?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6668545742177702048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6668545742177702048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6668545742177702048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6668545742177702048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/kw-wants-me-to-blog.html' title='Kw wants me to blog.'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-5543404896122424190</id><published>2008-05-21T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T20:49:54.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOTD2</title><content type='html'>got pwned by me. This morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I...escaped from school? All because I wanted sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 12pm. Hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I needed that sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lazy to add more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-5543404896122424190?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/5543404896122424190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=5543404896122424190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/5543404896122424190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/5543404896122424190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/hotd2.html' title='HOTD2'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-8614663100293253728</id><published>2008-05-20T20:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T20:14:30.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>HOTD2 is a bugger to finish. The 4th boss, Strength, is a fucking asshole which depletes most of my life and credits. Never was there a harder fucking boss than this. Heriophant [2nd] was easier though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tower [3rd] was...decent, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...the first one...what was it called...was predictable. Shoot that purple guy when the big guy starts to raise his polearm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell. The last level of HOTD1 is easier than this motherfucker. The Magician is easy to fuck about. It also appears in HOTD2, the 5th boss. &gt;( After all the rehash of bosses on the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think how I would own HOTD3 when I torrent it. =/ Shotguns are used but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Chilly/lajiao/starfish/staryu for talking to me this afternoon when I was emu, many thanks. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...off to random noodling on bass, hope that I can improve after the hilarious 'bass solo take 2'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-8614663100293253728?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/8614663100293253728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=8614663100293253728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8614663100293253728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8614663100293253728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3968060526756274292</id><published>2008-05-17T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T00:10:35.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday-</title><content type='html'>TGM Girl/Sumo/Kw/wesbsumo/xevioso/thunder thighs [as opposed to thunder fingers]. 15 years on this wretched, messed up, contradictory Earth. Well done, girl. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First one in our party of 4, now I have a reason to call you big sis cos you are older. &gt;( wai mai momma gave birth 2 me in decembah?!?!? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, gave her the first actual present in our platonic friendship of 4. A bag of famus amus cookies. To make her fet. :P Also had a piece of A4 in it, had mah pwnage drawing of her playing her Demetrius. Pic's at her side, too lazy to take a pic of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Stunk and her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Stunk first in TM, then dragged him to follow me get t3h cookiez. They cost me $5. =__= 100g only. Prices, prices, prices. &gt;__&gt; Then we went up to LJS to meet up with sumo. Talked a lot of shit there, for example; I imagined a piece of chicken to be a penis. Yeah. I'm that sex-deprived. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the MRT, take a train to City Hall for sumo to get her white RHCP shirt, and my bass strap. Saw Valerie on the train. LOL. Waved hi. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Peninsula first, to find kw's rhcp shirt. Heck, I just stayed outside the shops, didn't want to get tempted to buy one. :P I am low on funds [every goddamned time, really. =__=].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to bras basah, not before stopping at Funan for sumo to find her earphones. Let her use my dad's challenger membership. Thank me for that. &gt;D At Bras Basah, went to ranking first to get me my locking strap. Hell yeah, they pwn, now I can be Pete Wentz and screw chicks everywhere I go [LOL JOKING].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black wood guitars is damn...WOW. Pedals pedals pedals everywhere. Screw the guitars there man, I'm not a guitarist. But the pedals... D: So bloody expensive. Hartke bass attack, bass overdrive blahblahblaaahhh. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Swee Lee to check out stuff. SR3/4/5/05 D: D: D: D'oh, next time then, after getting a nice amp. Heh...[/weep]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went off in out separate ways, kw went on to meet her family at city hall. Lulz. Me and stunk went to his house after he got his random supplies for guitar. Played a little halo3 and guitar hero 3, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few random extended jams, then voila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, emu. Not doing good for my psychological prowess over other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when I'd speak to her properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, this post is dedicated to her lady, yours truly, Missus Karwing. May the skies always be above your head. [/bow]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3968060526756274292?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3968060526756274292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3968060526756274292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3968060526756274292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3968060526756274292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday-'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3396150113455864148</id><published>2008-05-16T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T23:39:46.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My shift key works.</title><content type='html'>Because I got a new keyboard. A microsoft one. [don't laugh] At least its smoother, less clanky and needs less strength to press the buttons. I'm gliding oh-so-smoothly on this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's a 'multimedia' keyboard. Ones which have useless buttons which I don't ever use on the top, above the function buttons. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Emu. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell am I dragging this...feeling? Am I being too cautious, or just too scared? Gee. -__- Am I that bad in relationships? Really? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not going to slit my wrists and play 3 chord music. I'm too prog-rock for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should pop it to her, straight? Like..*pop*, but will she accept it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: I worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3396150113455864148?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3396150113455864148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3396150113455864148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3396150113455864148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3396150113455864148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-shift-key-works.html' title='My shift key works.'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6505525352324364765</id><published>2008-05-15T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T21:08:03.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my shift key is not working</title><content type='html'>that's why i'm typing like that. not that i like it anyway. no emotes too. [/sadface] got my results back today. wasn't as bad as i thought though. i think i'd have a nice mark on this mye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except for amaths [ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ya that]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first ever f9 in this school for a major examination. hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sound like stunk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k hope tmrw is a better daY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6505525352324364765?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6505525352324364765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6505525352324364765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6505525352324364765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6505525352324364765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-shift-key-is-not-working.html' title='my shift key is not working'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3004542194504779155</id><published>2008-05-14T17:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:08:55.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRAD</title><content type='html'>Pre-Results Anxiety Disorder. I has it. D: I'm worried about how much I'll get for this MYE. Will I flunk, or will I fly? D: D:D:D:D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Amaths is probably going to suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, don't say 'let bygones be bygones' or anything similar. I'm talking about tomorrow here, unless there's logic in forgetting about tomorrow's incidents today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't think so.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SCq3QfrLZxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/p4Ktpq8CmVc/s1600-h/649px-Actias_luna_mating_sjh.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SCq3QfrLZxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/p4Ktpq8CmVc/s320/649px-Actias_luna_mating_sjh.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200170213761050386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Serious moth sex. Do moths squirm/moan/hump while reaching their climax? :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S, I am loving Zeriuel's sound now. The strings have broken in and sound sweet as sugar.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3004542194504779155?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3004542194504779155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3004542194504779155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3004542194504779155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3004542194504779155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/prad.html' title='PRAD'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SCq3QfrLZxI/AAAAAAAAAO4/p4Ktpq8CmVc/s72-c/649px-Actias_luna_mating_sjh.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-1990478302143788187</id><published>2008-05-12T20:57:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T21:23:43.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>House of the dead 1</title><content type='html'>IS FUCKING RETRO! LOL. Completed this game within 20 minutes. LOL. Has a paper thin storyline, go into some big mansion, try to save a girl [and fails],  and kill off a guy in white. Take in note that that have slightly bad grammar, and hilarious fake-feeling-ed ending cutscene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having the serious case of the lol. ICHC r wubs by meh. All t3h cut animalz &lt;3&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChDnPrLZwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/V-JSmMj8zhY/s320/ihazaluvizu128547630006416250.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199480111300830978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; T_____________T hartwarminz &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChASPrLZsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BMWTtSLn4kU/s1600-h/shykittahno128501739496562500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChASPrLZsI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/BMWTtSLn4kU/s320/shykittahno128501739496562500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199476451988694722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;D: [/sed thoughts]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though the best one I have of lolanimals is this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChA9frLZtI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3WBxqj8tCA4/s1600-h/1209539357666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChA9frLZtI/AAAAAAAAAOY/3WBxqj8tCA4/s320/1209539357666.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199477195018036946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t3h hamster infantry. do not fuck wif dem. &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChBRvrLZuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/uMdpKwMFNRw/s1600-h/DSC00459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChBRvrLZuI/AAAAAAAAAOg/uMdpKwMFNRw/s320/DSC00459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199477542910387938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Zeriuel, in all her naked, stringless goodness. I can't finger her while in this state, sadly ): [Damn the theory of matter!] Ok, maybe not. After restringing her...it felt awkward playing her. Its like you seeing your mom in a lovely bareback dress when you've never seen her in nice clothes before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that shocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it will go off once the strings get used to the tension...&gt;___&gt; ;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChCMfrLZvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PGkEYCAiFd8/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChCMfrLZvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/PGkEYCAiFd8/s320/DSC00461.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199478552227702514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One sentence to finish this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swensens is not worth the money, go to Fish&amp;amp;co. LOL. Or when you have coupons like KW's mom. LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, LC exam tomorrow, gonna dig mah ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-1990478302143788187?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/1990478302143788187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=1990478302143788187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1990478302143788187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/1990478302143788187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/house-of-dead-1.html' title='House of the dead 1'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SChDnPrLZwI/AAAAAAAAAOw/V-JSmMj8zhY/s72-c/ihazaluvizu128547630006416250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-730388816828307671</id><published>2008-05-10T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:55:17.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iron man</title><content type='html'>has an iron rod, and balls of steel [technically iron + some carbon]. Watched it today with mah schfriends. Satisfactory storyline, a bit decent action, a drip of romance. K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give it pay-for-8-bucks-to-see-this-not-10.5-bucks stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, we met up in tampines MRT station. Hella long wait. So went with the guys [jiashe, clement, jame, zalehhhhhhhhhhhh] to eat lunch first. Then went ahead to meet the girls [nurrifah, shinyee, jingyi] at the MRT station...because they were lateeeeeeeee. &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then took it to duoby ghaut [what aljunied, duoby ghaut]. Cathay cineleisure. Walk. Blah. Movie. The popcorn there is fucking PWN I tell you. Sweet as honey. Wait...did they add honey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to Orchard road. the guys following the girls. =P Walked...walked...walked...walked...ate...KFC LOL. i r growing fetter. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Then we took the train home. Then went our seperate ways after that, one by one. Jingyi tagged with me cos she took the same bus home. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's day tomorrow. Dunno what to do. Shall I make up a song on the spot? And mess with my scales? Ma doesn't know music anyway. :P [/ebil]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok set. Abit of californication, danch danch, miss murder [i hope..?] and a little jam would suffice. ONLY FOR HER EYES. Shall not let my dad see my playing, that's for father's day. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'm done here. My MYEs are over. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-730388816828307671?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/730388816828307671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=730388816828307671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/730388816828307671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/730388816828307671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/iron-man.html' title='Iron man'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-2955263653135879122</id><published>2008-05-08T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:03:05.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry</title><content type='html'>was as easy as me playing Dance Dance - Fall Out Boy. Ya, that easy k. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky I remembered that ethanol DOES NOT boil at 100 degrees cel. It does so at 78 degrees cel. LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MCQ was moderately easy, on par with tuesday's physics' MCQ. Though physics' structured questions were fucking horror compared to today's [almost] easy chemistry paper. Hope I can get at least a good A2 for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geog was also kinda easy. Only problem with it was that I couldn't finish the last question in style like I should. &gt;__&gt; Wasted time elaborating in other questions, but it was still a fucking lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lololololololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emaths paper 2 tomorrow. Shall study on it later. For now...&gt;) B&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ASS &lt;/span&gt;TIEM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-2955263653135879122?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/2955263653135879122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=2955263653135879122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2955263653135879122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/2955263653135879122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/chemistruy.html' title='Chemistry'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3521312916624428705</id><published>2008-05-06T17:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T17:46:53.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohay</title><content type='html'>I've been vegetating in front of my books lately. Like...a bean sprout, yes, vegetation. Lolololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, the deletion of details of Physics, History and SS is still going on in my Random Access Memory [not to be confused with Lena's RAM]. The left over space being occupied by Chem, Geog, and Maths. K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new amp. ): I'm tried of a teeny weeny boom coming out of my current one. I wanty KABLOEEEYBOOOOOOOMMMMMMM k. Say...50 watts? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe an overdrive or compression pedal if I have enough $$. But the amp comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonetonetonetonetonetonetonetonetonetonetonetonetonetone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, new bass if I improve on Zeriuel first, maybe next year if I'm dedicated to bass? :P Preferably Stingray/Sterling. The humbucking goodness. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I got the moneyz. ): D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Moar vegetation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3521312916624428705?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3521312916624428705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3521312916624428705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3521312916624428705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3521312916624428705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/ohay.html' title='ohay'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-8775019867997352403</id><published>2008-05-04T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T17:45:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>battle stations code reddddddd</title><content type='html'>code red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be damned, stalin! Why the hell did you do much stuff in USSR when you were in power?! Make as suffer even while you're dead! &gt;( What a vengeful person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm pretty much screwed for this mid year. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with sumo and dj today. Pretty good, i think. Now all I got to do is to finalise my notes and voila, I can revise them through the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IWANIWANIWAN [/copies from stunky]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1]New strap for Zeriuel&lt;br /&gt;2]3mm pick. Maybe more 4mm if there is.&lt;br /&gt;3]New keyboard, mouse and earphones.&lt;br /&gt;4]New strings for Zeriuel =P&lt;br /&gt;5]New pants. Long ones k.&lt;br /&gt;6]Shoes. Them sneakers. The most formal I can wear is a shirt, with mah cargo pantz and sandals. Imagine that. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. k, off to pour over stalins misdoings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-8775019867997352403?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/8775019867997352403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=8775019867997352403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8775019867997352403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8775019867997352403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/battle-stations-code-reddddddd.html' title='battle stations code reddddddd'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-4874245708230422078</id><published>2008-05-03T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T19:38:28.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>I feel all sad and emu all of a sudden. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4874245708230422078?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4874245708230422078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4874245708230422078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4874245708230422078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4874245708230422078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6114802150463940744</id><published>2008-05-02T22:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T22:41:56.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>californication</title><content type='html'>rocks. The groove is immaculate. Flea at his fingerstyle best. K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His slapping is killer. Coffee shop and Suck my Kiss, both very slappy, upbeat, vulgar, and inapporiate songs to start of your day right [Yeah, blasted these two on a sunday morning].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Shall slack today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be mass spamming for exams. I don't know what to spam either. I think I should do emaths and physics, both are on tuesday. Amaths the next day, though. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6114802150463940744?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6114802150463940744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6114802150463940744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6114802150463940744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6114802150463940744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/05/californication.html' title='californication'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-4230960688233109358</id><published>2008-04-30T18:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T18:26:41.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>affirmation</title><content type='html'>exams are coming. I have nothing to update about unless you want me to spill my well-hidden emotions out, or describe how I study. I'm not that boliao or open k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belated Labour Day, hope you use this chance to rest/relax/study/work well! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 ya i wub. i r haz wub k i nut cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bass playing has improved...a little. I don't fly around like a mosquito with my fretting hand much now, unless I wanna slide [which makes poor Zeriuel fart]. Well, anything I do to her, makes her fart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minestrone soup. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushrushrushrush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4230960688233109358?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4230960688233109358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4230960688233109358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4230960688233109358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4230960688233109358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/k.html' title='affirmation'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-8242713718833103131</id><published>2008-04-28T19:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T19:35:17.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>does this have to happen? Right before my exams too. I'm too messed up to study, I'm already down, why do I have to pull myself under?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm digressing from my studies, am I not? Why am I wasting time? Before I know it, I may be working already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too afraid to face her already, who told me to. I'm hopeless in this department. Someone help me. I think I'm just not capable of love, isn't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart and head hurts, I don't know why. Why do I feel this way? I thought I was supposed to get over it already, apparently I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like banging my head on the wall, get unconscious, so I don't have to face this. I don't know who to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this is why I'm not capable of it. I always need help. It pains me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like her, but does she like me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I too considerate of my actions after that...ugly incident?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is this happening?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm just driven to the wall, and breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, anyone who cared, concerned, whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-8242713718833103131?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/8242713718833103131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=8242713718833103131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8242713718833103131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/8242713718833103131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-4214169083801994216</id><published>2008-04-27T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T21:07:01.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vegetate</title><content type='html'>Yay. Went on a Study party today with t3h homies. You probably know who they are, since I mention them a lot since my halcyon days at my fallen empire, this new one ain't different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spammed physics there, nothing else. Shall spam geog or SS/hist tomorrow. =P No more conversational Malay, until june 23rd when I'll see that cikgu again, and get called to move front. Lulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then stunk followed me home till 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fainted in the bloody toilet. &gt;( Too much pressure in pissing. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Created a crap bassline for canon rock on synth, by MikeTran. Search him up on youtube, very...discoey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Labour day on thursday. Shall study to the max then. Exam starts on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what the hell am I here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/scrams]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4214169083801994216?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4214169083801994216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4214169083801994216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4214169083801994216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4214169083801994216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/vegetate.html' title='vegetate'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-4002401869098813515</id><published>2008-04-26T16:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T16:35:44.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emaths</title><content type='html'>is nice to do because the question you mostly do are 'easy' and you get the correct most of the time, thus making you have more confidence! But its bloody boring to see the same qns again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Amaths is better? Hell no, my brain is weeeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeoeeeeeeeooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study party tmrw. Note to self, BBS 15 bucks for stunky's concert tix. Btw, that MI theme was pwwwwn, too bad if you weren't there to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SBLoohgYqII/AAAAAAAAAN4/QF2LYcz8jwM/s1600-h/DSC00415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SBLoohgYqII/AAAAAAAAAN4/QF2LYcz8jwM/s320/DSC00415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193469103198218370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ohay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-4002401869098813515?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/4002401869098813515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=4002401869098813515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4002401869098813515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/4002401869098813515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/emaths.html' title='emaths'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SBLoohgYqII/AAAAAAAAAN4/QF2LYcz8jwM/s72-c/DSC00415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-5674688168227519678</id><published>2008-04-25T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T16:45:03.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas selamat</title><content type='html'>Got shot in the MRT. Approx 8.46am. Lavander Station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my compo. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it sucked k. I have no imagination to talk about now. Shall rest and a bit and continue tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies, not sexual thoughts. What were you thinking, you horny bastard?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, she unblocked me. Now I can continue my spam! :) Lemme be careful of my words while on t3h talk, she'd prolly kill me off next time I anger her. And she'll squish me, stomp on me, roll over me, and lastly sit on me. Nuuu I dun wanna be shredded + squished meat. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it sends chills from my head to my penis to my knees to my toenails. Arrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhh nuuuuuuuuu i dun wanna be squished. [/random]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush is still pwning my eardrums. Its amazing how they stuck together for almost 40 years. They must be hella good friends. Hope the friendship between the 4 of us still be strong when we become old, wrinkly and Alzheimer's Disease-riddled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Ha? Wat sumooo??? Ohhh dat one, she very squishy! Seet on yew can die one!'&lt;br /&gt;-Dj, 60 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have that heterosexual crush on Geddy Lee. D: His fingering skillz r t3h pwn. Lena'll love me for it, man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bass player lah, what you thinking again, you horny bastard?!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SBGZ2BgYqHI/AAAAAAAAANw/4Sa48XBEX4o/s1600-h/DSC00431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SBGZ2BgYqHI/AAAAAAAAANw/4Sa48XBEX4o/s320/DSC00431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193100998731147378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see Mr Neo. Can you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-5674688168227519678?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/5674688168227519678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=5674688168227519678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/5674688168227519678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/5674688168227519678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/mas-selamat.html' title='Mas selamat'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SBGZ2BgYqHI/AAAAAAAAANw/4Sa48XBEX4o/s72-c/DSC00431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-174940672928184799</id><published>2008-04-24T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:37:04.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ready</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's Paper1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-174940672928184799?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/174940672928184799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=174940672928184799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/174940672928184799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/174940672928184799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/ready.html' title='ready'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6181573780591093855</id><published>2008-04-22T17:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:44:35.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanted: motivation</title><content type='html'>I'm having the same syndrome as Sir DJ. Lack of Motivation. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That incident isn't really helping me either. So much for the conversion of energy. I want it to blow over by friday, or hopefully thursday. Its distracting me, taking time away from what I'm supposed to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, really hope it will. I miss an almost like-minded bass player to crap about how dear Thunderfingers pwned in his respective department. Or how Flea holds RHCP's groove down like cement, while slapping away like my mom with a fly swatter. I miss those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is really relative. -__- Only..3 days[?] since I screwed our friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gee, I want it now, I need it now. Give me motivation, give me inspiration, give me reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/merry xmas]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh motivation, oh motivation. Where art thou? Thy art useless without thou. Thy kill for thou, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/prances around in juliet costume]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...*trudges off to study for thursday's geog test*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please?):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6181573780591093855?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6181573780591093855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6181573780591093855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6181573780591093855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6181573780591093855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/wanted-motivation.html' title='wanted: motivation'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-3748047024471985223</id><published>2008-04-21T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T19:48:09.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moar and moar sigh pt2</title><content type='html'>I am grateful to this friend. Very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a MSpainted that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SAx-6sVCimI/AAAAAAAAANo/s2C-MQ2JAgE/s1600-h/hkvyi.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SAx-6sVCimI/AAAAAAAAANo/s2C-MQ2JAgE/s320/hkvyi.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191664017248258658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3748047024471985223?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3748047024471985223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3748047024471985223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3748047024471985223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3748047024471985223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/moar-and-moar-sigh-pt2.html' title='moar and moar sigh pt2'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OgSD1hmwe5M/SAx-6sVCimI/AAAAAAAAANo/s2C-MQ2JAgE/s72-c/hkvyi.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8984774191660137385.post-3991720832345481286</id><published>2008-04-20T07:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:38:41.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moar and moar sigh</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do to save this friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let time heal? I don't know. Will she forgive me? But with all the shit I did, will she? I doubt so, not for this week anyway. Just hope it'll stick through this, what she said was right, I do not deny it, this kind of shit will happen again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when its already 4 more days to my mid year's paper 1s, something bad happens. Am I that bloody unlucky? Or was it a poor choice of words? I do not know. All I know that it has something to do with my words. Definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't think of anything to say about it anymore. I can just hope. Hope, heh. Hope it isn't a false one. There, I said it again. Its such a good word to use, probably the connotation of it to happiness at the end of a calamity, or wishing that a disaster would stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most probable course of action I will take now:&lt;br /&gt;1]Give this time.&lt;br /&gt;2]Study more, using this as another psychological stimulant for studying.&lt;br /&gt;3]Appreciate the minor things in life. [eg; the MRT having just stopped at your station, and you heng heng just reached the top of the escalator.]&lt;br /&gt;4]Not break any more of this year's new year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;5]Music as a drug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, still wish she hadn't blocked me before can say something about it.&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Aunty Yvon today. She's tall. Studied, talked, ate. Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;Some one koped my ear piece yesterday. Me thinks I should get another one.&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;The Who are good stuff, it helped me through yesterday. Metal only when I'm already on the happy plane or higher, and the usual yellowcard/rise against/radiohead doesn't cut it for me when I'm down anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss The Ox. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-3991720832345481286?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/3991720832345481286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=3991720832345481286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3991720832345481286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/3991720832345481286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-dont-know-what-to-do.html' title='moar and moar sigh'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6151466833422237205</id><published>2008-04-19T20:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T20:39:35.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today sucked</title><content type='html'>My feelings are sucked dry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6151466833422237205?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6151466833422237205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6151466833422237205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6151466833422237205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6151466833422237205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-cannot-just-sit-here-and-do-nothing.html' title='today sucked'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-6924743294073743292</id><published>2008-04-18T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T19:25:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohai</title><content type='html'>Finally! Friday! Fantastic! Fabulous! Its Friday! [/alliteration overdose]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though tomorrow is carnival day [I don't give a rat's ass about going there for it. Though I can use the immensely overpriced/underpriced food and drinks.], I am not liking the time I have to wake up. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7am leh. Today is also my bloody freaking cycle-to-pasir-ris-park-and-go-one-whole-stinkin'-round-on-it day. &gt;( Oh well, I can push it to tomorrow, but it will have more people, and the BBQ smell permeates the air more, thus making me hungry when I get back, and defeats the purpose of 'having fresh air'. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those idiots don't recognise my abilities, thus not giving me any rank in the bloody cca. Well, fuck me, I'm rendered almost useless in this new school, I can't do the PA well, nor can I do morn-assmbly duty cos of my lack of knowledge. -____________- This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-6924743294073743292?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/6924743294073743292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=6924743294073743292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6924743294073743292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/6924743294073743292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/ohai.html' title='ohai'/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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-8984774191660137385.post-159449380560867943</id><published>2008-04-16T21:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:28:01.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is fucking lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merovign isn't taken! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is truely fucking unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/reserved till saturday when i complete my blogskin]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8984774191660137385-159449380560867943?l=merovign.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/feeds/159449380560867943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8984774191660137385&amp;postID=159449380560867943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/159449380560867943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8984774191660137385/posts/default/159449380560867943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merovign.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-fucking-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>the addicted</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01085208208653448842</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>
