<?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-19566440</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:40:05.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sinful thoughts of the cynical self absorbed arse.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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>357</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-6306196964639068353</id><published>2007-08-03T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T00:17:10.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>psycho.</title><content type='html'>keep telling myself that - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;it was all worth while. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know its not.&lt;/span&gt; everyone around me knows that , during that period in time&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i was the worst.&lt;/span&gt; in a state no one saw and no one wants to remember me by.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;i was nothing of now.&lt;/span&gt; everyday was a dread , worse than now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never liked being anywhere.&lt;/span&gt; i only liked be home and drinking myself away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side effects ??? &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLENTY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what have you turned into. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what have you become.&lt;/span&gt; you were not worth it. why do i bother bothering about you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its fucking irritating that you turned into a bitch.&lt;/span&gt; i saw the signs but i didnt listen.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so much for gut feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all your empty lies. those nights. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i clearly forgot till now.&lt;/span&gt; you can keep coming back to me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but a single communicative line now turns into dust. &lt;/span&gt;tell me ; wait. maybe not. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shit happens. and that shit just happens to be&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (as said by wei.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i know she aint good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she never was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;keep psycho-ing myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'it was worth it'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- those empty lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6306196964639068353?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6306196964639068353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6306196964639068353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6306196964639068353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6306196964639068353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/08/psycho.html' title='psycho.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8864857937436347103</id><published>2007-07-29T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:49.564-08:00</updated><title type='text'>num num.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yOxyowWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/b4rMuBosz2k/s1600-h/SP_A0398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yOxyowWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/b4rMuBosz2k/s320/SP_A0398.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781983091179874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUNGI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPByowXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4XMHJE5AgzM/s1600-h/SP_A0401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPByowXI/AAAAAAAAAQY/4XMHJE5AgzM/s320/SP_A0401.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781987386147186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;more FUNGI !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so cute.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPRyowYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/H5B-Z2M-Nr0/s1600-h/SP_A0410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPRyowYI/AAAAAAAAAQg/H5B-Z2M-Nr0/s320/SP_A0410.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781991681114498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPRyowZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FOFBIjvbl08/s1600-h/SP_A0413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPRyowZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/FOFBIjvbl08/s320/SP_A0413.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781991681114514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feet-os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPhyowaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/J9Tjn54T6-g/s1600-h/SP_A0421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yPhyowaI/AAAAAAAAAQw/J9Tjn54T6-g/s320/SP_A0421.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781995976081826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3hyowRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hKiS9BDR3bY/s1600-h/SP_A0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3hyowRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/hKiS9BDR3bY/s320/SP_A0429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781583659221266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;botanical gardens is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3xyowSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/hBYjvQKu0dk/s1600-h/SP_A0430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3xyowSI/AAAAAAAAAPw/hBYjvQKu0dk/s320/SP_A0430.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781587954188578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;singapore's 'ne-gar-rah' falls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3xyowTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qnLC0oSqgyg/s1600-h/SP_A0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3xyowTI/AAAAAAAAAP4/qnLC0oSqgyg/s320/SP_A0433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781587954188594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my very satisfied sissy and her cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3xyowUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JRYds8dd0Es/s1600-h/SP_A0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x3xyowUI/AAAAAAAAAQA/JRYds8dd0Es/s320/SP_A0434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781587954188610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;apple crumble !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wee ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x4ByowVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hg9tSA6EIcs/s1600-h/SP_A0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0x4ByowVI/AAAAAAAAAQI/hg9tSA6EIcs/s320/SP_A0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092781592249155922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is what happens when you get sugar high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morale of the story : &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't take so much sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family and i went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BOTANICAL GARDENS YESTERDAY !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot. it was really fun and everything. we brought , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vietnamese spring rolls , wine , beer , chips , water , iced tea , beer , card games , psp , more beer , cheese platter , crackers&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and the list goes on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever , it was really nice. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;botanical gardens were having a convert in the park&lt;/span&gt; , and it was really really nice. the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jazz music was great&lt;/span&gt; along with the singing and all that nonsense. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a tard sad that lynn couldn't make it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but my sister's innocence entertained me through out the entire time.&lt;/span&gt; heh heh. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the concert lasted till around ... 6 plus 7 ??? headed to tanglin for a nice simple dinner and dessert at the cafe near the super market.  heh. bought groceries ... then headed back to henderson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a hell lot of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- ride away with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8864857937436347103?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8864857937436347103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8864857937436347103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8864857937436347103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8864857937436347103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/num-num.html' title='num num.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rq0yOxyowWI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/b4rMuBosz2k/s72-c/SP_A0398.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-8831351075048317983</id><published>2007-07-23T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:51.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuByowHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5bcD_FYPvmo/s1600-h/SP_A0378.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuByowHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5bcD_FYPvmo/s320/SP_A0378.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090652765939089522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me kite !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuRyowII/AAAAAAAAAOg/QzcTVEnZ4zA/s1600-h/SP_A0379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuRyowII/AAAAAAAAAOg/QzcTVEnZ4zA/s320/SP_A0379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090652770234056834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuRyowJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MYaiOFspfyM/s1600-h/SP_A0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuRyowJI/AAAAAAAAAOo/MYaiOFspfyM/s320/SP_A0384.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090652770234056850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it didnt really fly tat high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuhyowKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/anpwQPtxmsM/s1600-h/SP_A0385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuhyowKI/AAAAAAAAAOw/anpwQPtxmsM/s320/SP_A0385.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090652774529024162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuhyowLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0qj7P4Mp_GQ/s1600-h/SP_A0387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuhyowLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/0qj7P4Mp_GQ/s320/SP_A0387.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090652774529024178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sunday was kite flying day with my family !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to town , grabbed lunchy then headed to marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;heh. it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda fun.&lt;/span&gt; but then ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the god damned ground was so fucking wet my shoe got damped.&lt;/span&gt; shit balls. headed to have steam boat for dinner along with that we played pool too. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its been a long long shit time since my family went for this kinda thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;next week's botanical gardens !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgrxyowDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/gCF0si8HK2s/s1600-h/SP_A0363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgrxyowDI/AAAAAAAAAN4/gCF0si8HK2s/s320/SP_A0363.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090651627772756018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAMESE SUGAR PACKETS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgsByowEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pyqw2lOTZGo/s1600-h/SP_A0364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgsByowEI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pyqw2lOTZGo/s320/SP_A0364.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090651632067723330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess.&lt;br /&gt;its 'burnout'&lt;br /&gt;then in less than 15 mins ... she'd throw it back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;know why ???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause she is lagging behind at 35 seconds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgsRyowFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e46FZJ1Fr3E/s1600-h/SP_A0372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgsRyowFI/AAAAAAAAAOI/e46FZJ1Fr3E/s320/SP_A0372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090651636362690642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she think's she's drop dead cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgsRyowGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FRzw99GnRiA/s1600-h/SP_A0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWgsRyowGI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/FRzw99GnRiA/s320/SP_A0373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090651636362690658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZHI LIAN KUANG's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBRyov-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/nHVogHWime8/s1600-h/DSC04893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBRyov-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/nHVogHWime8/s320/DSC04893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090649798116687842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELCOME TO CAFE IGUANAS. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBRyov_I/AAAAAAAAANY/cksnOe5K_bg/s1600-h/DSC00668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBRyov_I/AAAAAAAAANY/cksnOe5K_bg/s320/DSC00668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090649798116687858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soaked their sleeves with drool and tears ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;since year one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBhyowAI/AAAAAAAAANg/7j0p4hOvTvc/s1600-h/DSC00663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBhyowAI/AAAAAAAAANg/7j0p4hOvTvc/s320/DSC00663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090649802411655170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my 4 gfs in poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBxyowBI/AAAAAAAAANo/8PPHmlSv2QI/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBxyowBI/AAAAAAAAANo/8PPHmlSv2QI/s320/DSC00119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090649806706622482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh huh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBxyowCI/AAAAAAAAANw/2jhp7zDA4RY/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWfBxyowCI/AAAAAAAAANw/2jhp7zDA4RY/s320/DSC00115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090649806706622498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROUP PHOTO !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay we we all met up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(LIKE FINALLY)&lt;/span&gt; we went to cafe iguanas. heh heh. margaritas galore !!! didn't drink much , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but thevi and na na did !!!&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. whichever it was really fun. cause we got to cam whore like no one's business. ha ha. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bananie was asking me ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'do you guys have to take pictures of everything that comes to the table or moves ?!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER IS --&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;YES !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah ha ha. it was really fun. after dinner we went to walk around at central then bananie and i left to town. met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jong , dee , krys , fox and eugene&lt;/span&gt; for a bit. then off to watch 'vacancy'. its the worst movie ever !!! omfg.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it so god damned lame&lt;/span&gt;. headed home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bananie &lt;/span&gt;and i are getting ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- to hell wit everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8831351075048317983?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8831351075048317983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8831351075048317983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8831351075048317983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8831351075048317983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RqWhuByowHI/AAAAAAAAAOY/5bcD_FYPvmo/s72-c/SP_A0378.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-69383273042661859</id><published>2007-07-19T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T06:27:42.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>is this it.</title><content type='html'>enough of this parade.&lt;br /&gt;i am thinking of the words to say.&lt;br /&gt;we open up ;&lt;br /&gt;finish last.&lt;br /&gt;broken up.&lt;br /&gt;its only love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel my patience level ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stretch , worn , torn and mauled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;this is not happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take my medication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she's in the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlighten me on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;would you give a sick person medication ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;or let him or her die ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noone knows what's lying beneath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything comes in one's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they don't come in clusters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its coming back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back to &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mauling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- save me from myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-69383273042661859?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/69383273042661859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=69383273042661859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/69383273042661859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/69383273042661859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/is-this-it.html' title='is this it.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-1432520659528125843</id><published>2007-07-18T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:52.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dessert time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28j4VI1uI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Ji67NkLPb8/s1600-h/SP_A0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28j4VI1uI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Ji67NkLPb8/s320/SP_A0349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088430478601017058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dessert time !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28kIVI1vI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SIXPWGHlpZI/s1600-h/SP_A0351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28kIVI1vI/AAAAAAAAAMw/SIXPWGHlpZI/s320/SP_A0351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088430482895984370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28kYVI1wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G0Qfn1OvVKo/s1600-h/SP_A0352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28kYVI1wI/AAAAAAAAAM4/G0Qfn1OvVKo/s320/SP_A0352.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088430487190951682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i inherited my ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noeyecanseedaremeifyouthinkicant &lt;/span&gt;eyes from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;mummeh !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28kYVI1xI/AAAAAAAAANA/PWVilXGKYN0/s1600-h/SP_A0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28kYVI1xI/AAAAAAAAANA/PWVilXGKYN0/s320/SP_A0353.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088430487190951698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me sissy and maid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28koVI1yI/AAAAAAAAANI/EhmJXbNqB54/s1600-h/SP_A0354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28koVI1yI/AAAAAAAAANI/EhmJXbNqB54/s320/SP_A0354.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088430491485919010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.so this was sunday. =)) we went down to china town to the optician to get my entire family's eye checked and glasses twisted back into order. then we headed to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that particular dessert shop for dessert !!!&lt;/span&gt; =)) *beams. it was definately delightful. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i missed having dessert at that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which , headed to grams for dinner. after dinner ... i went to meet &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bananie. &lt;/span&gt;then ... walked around east coast ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;got cheated of ice cream&lt;/span&gt; , bought fruits ... then went home. =)) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she sent me to school on monday and tuesday !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; definately worth my everything. she even bothered to bring me 'long anns' !!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so so so sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm ... monday ... where did we go ... erm ... i can't exactly remember ... but i do remember we went to ...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pasir ris &lt;/span&gt;yesterday !!! pictures will be up loaded soon. omfg. i tell you ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;their master card machine doesnt work&lt;/span&gt; ... -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the rest will be updated ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- nothing quite like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1432520659528125843?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1432520659528125843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1432520659528125843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1432520659528125843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1432520659528125843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/dessert-time.html' title='dessert time.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rp28j4VI1uI/AAAAAAAAAMo/4Ji67NkLPb8/s72-c/SP_A0349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-7633865334651172984</id><published>2007-07-16T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T06:48:44.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still</title><content type='html'>still he sits awaiting for something more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something less &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maybe ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't really know.&lt;br /&gt;that same excruciating memories locked deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; ; you wouldn't live to feel.&lt;br /&gt;those emotions kept deep within ;&lt;br /&gt;out of sight ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keeping cover till forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who know what might ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;those tormenting images slashing ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything you've ever had into piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forgoing everything ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he finds nothing like inner peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he closes his eyes ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tears start trickling down ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all he sees are memories of a time long forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;no matter what's been said or done ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing will ever bring them back to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i'd never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7633865334651172984?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7633865334651172984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7633865334651172984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7633865334651172984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7633865334651172984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/still.html' title='still'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2406054537403128580</id><published>2007-07-15T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T08:06:46.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blind.</title><content type='html'>i was young but i wasn't naive.&lt;br /&gt;i was helpless as you turned around to leave ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;and still i have the pain i have to carry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a past so deep ;&lt;br /&gt;that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we could not bury it if you tried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all this time ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i never thought we'd be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when my love for you is blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't make you see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;couldn't make you see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that i loved you more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than you'd ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when part of me died ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i let you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oh does history love to taunt people.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tell me this is not happening.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaaye\.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- take me outt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2406054537403128580?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2406054537403128580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2406054537403128580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2406054537403128580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2406054537403128580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/blind.html' title='blind.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2666368028641638213</id><published>2007-07-12T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:53.184-08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 6 part 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESIVI1pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3BaY1mTdUJs/s1600-h/SP_A0332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESIVI1pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3BaY1mTdUJs/s320/SP_A0332.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468644914386578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fluffy !!! =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESYVI1qI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Q5qT-Ej8H0/s1600-h/SP_A0338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESYVI1qI/AAAAAAAAAMI/_Q5qT-Ej8H0/s320/SP_A0338.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468649209353890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESoVI1rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ugi0rI1xsJM/s1600-h/SP_A0339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESoVI1rI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Ugi0rI1xsJM/s320/SP_A0339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468653504321202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbES4VI1sI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ybxo-0NHosg/s1600-h/SP_A0347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbES4VI1sI/AAAAAAAAAMY/Ybxo-0NHosg/s320/SP_A0347.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468657799288514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbETIVI1tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gxL0nlGbiJ4/s1600-h/SP_A0348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbETIVI1tI/AAAAAAAAAMg/gxL0nlGbiJ4/s320/SP_A0348.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086468662094255826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she never fails to make my heart flutter.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NUMBER 6 was fucking fun !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we celebrated it like ... a day in advance. we had dinner at like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;micheal angelo's.&lt;/span&gt; which was really really nice. we each had potato and leek soup. followed by a glass of wine each. (i still don't understand &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why she supports all kinda wines except for italian. &lt;/span&gt;i think she is bias.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; fucking bias to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever ... she has &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAESAR SALAD.&lt;/span&gt; omfg. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you go to a nice place only to have salad. &lt;/span&gt;*curses. and i had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEAFOOD PASTA !!!&lt;/span&gt; yummies away !!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i still love that place just like the first time i was there.&lt;/span&gt; and we were early cause i was HUNGRY !!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed down to town in avial. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause the fucking movie timing was screwed up. &lt;/span&gt;went for coffee. i tell yer ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we have sleepy timings !!!&lt;/span&gt; once the clock striked 2100 +++ hrs ; we were yawning. god. =x anyways ... went for coffee then headed to MOS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;we were clubbing together all over again.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ana&lt;/span&gt; and the rest were superly uberly late. so ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana and i&lt;/span&gt; went to fetch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mirah and mimah&lt;/span&gt; from crown prince to MOS. then&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; we headed for mamak !!!&lt;/span&gt; wee ... i love that place. heh heh. headed home and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BANG !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we slept all the way.&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we fixed stuff in the room. watch &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MARTHA STEWART !!!&lt;/span&gt; my favourite programme. bought lunch back with the pups. headed to bed for nap time. then to east coast where we made a fucking fool of our selves. then headed to ... parkway then HOME !!! dear kinda studied ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;while i played psp&lt;/span&gt;. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my number 6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- to make you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2666368028641638213?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2666368028641638213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2666368028641638213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2666368028641638213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2666368028641638213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/number-6-part-2.html' title='number 6 part 2.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpbESIVI1pI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3BaY1mTdUJs/s72-c/SP_A0332.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-5139756828340824814</id><published>2007-07-12T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:53.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 6.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpY0uYVI1oI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BP4wgRzRc14/s1600-h/P1030205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpY0uYVI1oI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BP4wgRzRc14/s320/P1030205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086310800571291266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;this is my number 6 !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my number 6.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am fucking faithful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what ...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ENGAGED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*beams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please don't give me anything negative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is right or what is wrong ;&lt;br /&gt;i'd decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not that i don't love you guys !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANANA !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy number 6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you tons.&lt;br /&gt;for more to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and more psp like gadgets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd blog more tmr.&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- the rest is history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5139756828340824814?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5139756828340824814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5139756828340824814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5139756828340824814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5139756828340824814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/number-6.html' title='number 6.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpY0uYVI1oI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BP4wgRzRc14/s72-c/P1030205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-7775666507819413655</id><published>2007-07-09T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:53.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wedding.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAx4qK-PI/AAAAAAAAALY/RqPtFaQpDhM/s1600-h/P1030184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAx4qK-PI/AAAAAAAAALY/RqPtFaQpDhM/s320/P1030184.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085198155021744370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3th generation&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;just like ... 1/12 of the entire 3th generation.&lt;br /&gt;imagine the ... 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAyYqK-QI/AAAAAAAAALg/871PIghDSig/s1600-h/P1030196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAyYqK-QI/AAAAAAAAALg/871PIghDSig/s320/P1030196.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085198163611678978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet ; majong grand mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she can say&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'pong ; ci ; sek ; wu' ; etc ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faster then you can say ; FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAzIqK-RI/AAAAAAAAALo/hWKAekTsd0k/s1600-h/P1030194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAzIqK-RI/AAAAAAAAALo/hWKAekTsd0k/s320/P1030194.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085198176496580882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the people at my table for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAzoqK-SI/AAAAAAAAALw/qlMDezw-Vmc/s1600-h/P1030198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAzoqK-SI/AAAAAAAAALw/qlMDezw-Vmc/s320/P1030198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085198185086515490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently ;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; my uncle's a minister&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;how coolio is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went for this uberly cool wedding dinner at one fullerton yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aka SUNDAY. oh my god. i tell you ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;singaporeans are really singaporeans.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you tell them 1900hrs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they think 2000hrs.&lt;/span&gt; what perfect punctual timing does one really have balls. whichever it was ... the dinner was at one fullerton. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so for the love of whatever god you might believe in&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DRESS UP.&lt;/span&gt; god. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i saw people in short sleeved tops ; tees ; jeans ; sneakers ; etc ; etc ; etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was about to blow balls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you dress so shabbly to a fucking high class hotel for such an occasion like a wedding ???&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; KNOCK KNOCK ELO ; WAKE UP !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; whichever ... i thought the dinner was really cool. there were like so many people. and to think they are all my relatives that i have never met in my entire fucking life. omfg. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;85% are in the government sector.&lt;/span&gt; oh goodness me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes.&lt;br /&gt;today is monday and well ...&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not so&lt;/span&gt; fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PSP ni zai na li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- number 6 is on the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7775666507819413655?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7775666507819413655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7775666507819413655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7775666507819413655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7775666507819413655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/wedding.html' title='wedding.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RpJAx4qK-PI/AAAAAAAAALY/RqPtFaQpDhM/s72-c/P1030184.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-5243974474043581505</id><published>2007-07-04T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:53.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fluffy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoyImYqK-OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sJN5-R6OTTM/s1600-h/SP_A0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoyImYqK-OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sJN5-R6OTTM/s320/SP_A0305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083588272430184674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the white white foamy thing !!!&lt;br /&gt;i tell you ...&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the love of god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT IS REAL !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it kinda like hardened already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS FLUFFY AND FUCKING CUTE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its thursday. and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; i can't wait for friday.&lt;/span&gt; i can feel the weekend breeze passing me by ; caressing my face and luring me into its very breast. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WEEKENDS ALWAYS SEEM SO FAR AWAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why why why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to go running later. while my gf slacks and ... well .. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grows mushroom at fly and heads to the dreaded party at night.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am so over clubbing.&lt;/span&gt; and all that involves it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i fall asleep even before 12 on a weekend. &lt;/span&gt;what more is there to state !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ni zai na li.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- lolly pop ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sweetest candy in the candy shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5243974474043581505?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5243974474043581505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5243974474043581505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5243974474043581505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5243974474043581505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/fluffy.html' title='fluffy.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoyImYqK-OI/AAAAAAAAALQ/sJN5-R6OTTM/s72-c/SP_A0305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-2191488600962156003</id><published>2007-07-03T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T04:37:42.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;'hell hath no fury like a woman's scorn.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg omfg omfg omfg omfg omfg omfg omfg omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am so so so so so utterly ; extremely times a gazillion billion julillian times &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;temperamental.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;something is so so so wrong. s&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;omeone tell me why i am so fucking sensitive.&lt;/span&gt; this is not right !!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i am not supposed to work this way. &lt;/span&gt;god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my tian.&lt;br /&gt;that aside. today is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biomedical instrumentation.&lt;/span&gt; i tell you ... the only thing why i think that my teacher is kinda interesting is that&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i don't understand and i cannot comprehend&lt;/span&gt; how people like her ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can be so enthusiastic about teaching such a dull subject&lt;/span&gt; to students like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i cannot think of a good excuse of what so ever&lt;/span&gt;, its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pure madness&lt;/span&gt; i say.&lt;br /&gt;but whichever it is , i think that her attitude toward teaching is so so so beneficial to each and everyone of us ... she makes it funny and light hearted &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;instead of dull and boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; due to the fact that she is so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spontaneous.&lt;/span&gt; omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever.&lt;br /&gt;i am going to play games.&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- to the moon and back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2191488600962156003?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2191488600962156003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2191488600962156003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2191488600962156003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2191488600962156003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/omfg.html' title='omfg.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5481511866324875537</id><published>2007-07-02T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T06:32:29.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloggie.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how is one to live a morale and compassionate existence&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;when one is fully aware of the blood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the horror inherent of life.&lt;br /&gt;when one finds darkness not in one's culture ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;but in one's self ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there is a stage which an individual life becomes truly adult ;&lt;br /&gt;it must be ones grasp with the irony ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in its unfolding and accepts responsibility ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;for one life lived in such paradox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one must live in the midst of contradiction ,&lt;br /&gt;because if all contradiction was eliminated at once ;&lt;br /&gt;life would collapse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there are simply no answers to some pressing questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you continue to live them out ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making your life a worthy expression leaning into the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me ;&lt;br /&gt;maul me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;just remember to take your image away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can still see ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel your skin against mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- when part of me died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i let you down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5481511866324875537?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5481511866324875537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5481511866324875537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5481511866324875537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5481511866324875537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/bloggie.html' title='bloggie.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4423391037894452301</id><published>2007-07-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:54.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something along those lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RohHeYqK-MI/AAAAAAAAALA/Kg-8071z0Wk/s1600-h/optimus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RohHeYqK-MI/AAAAAAAAALA/Kg-8071z0Wk/s320/optimus.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082390766828583106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RohHe4qK-NI/AAAAAAAAALI/nLPdUFCYrZo/s1600-h/optimus+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RohHe4qK-NI/AAAAAAAAALI/nLPdUFCYrZo/s320/optimus+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082390775418517714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the only thing that made me squeel in delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i was a kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OPTIMUS PRIME !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;defender of the universe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- okay. i sound like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buzz off if you ain't trippin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay. and so i was listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hossan and maggie&lt;/span&gt; over the radio this entire morning. yes. that is such a thing as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;god damned flag down rate thingy going on.&lt;/span&gt; and trust me ... its getting out of hand. the singapore system is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NOT SO GOOD AND CLEAN AFTER ALL !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; - think malaysia KL ; whereby they operate by flag down rate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;incident 1 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at MOS. and i wanted to get home. this merz was like telling me its like a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;blinking $35 to get from CLARK QUAY TO TIONG BARHU.&lt;/span&gt; that is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIRTY FIVE.&lt;/span&gt; i pay only&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; $6 max &lt;/span&gt;to get home even with the fucking mid night charge !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;incident 2 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother saw this happening. 4 ah mohs were like at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;little india.&lt;/span&gt; this cab stops and tells them its ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;$45 to get to town&lt;/span&gt;. ELO !!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;$10 give the uncle , also got change la.&lt;/span&gt; bloody kayu !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;ladies and gentlewomen.&lt;/span&gt; this is what i mean by ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the singapore system is not as clean and green as advertised. &lt;/span&gt;so much for ... its a fair and just country. cause ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its not only one cab that is destroying the entire reputation of singapore's cab industry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its like ... 1 ... 2 ... 3 ... ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside. the weekend was a fucking blast !!! at least i enjoyed every single bit of it. =)) went out on friday with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana ; my sister ; ling ; wei and raymond.&lt;/span&gt; omfg. it was fun. though short lived. we went to china town for chicken rice and durian. omfg. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we even sat on the exact same table as last time.&lt;/span&gt; ... i so so so very &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;miss those days.&lt;/span&gt; oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to have durian. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;poor raymond.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. totally. he doesn't eat durian la. ... i seriously pity him. and then we went home. bathed ; watch movie and ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when the clock struck 12.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;bye bye kaye.&lt;/span&gt; i was so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bloody sleepy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BANANA STAYED OVER !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was a uberly slacked day. watched part 2 of the movie. had lunch packed in. headed down town.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; THIS IS WHERE I GOT SERIOUSLY PISSED. &lt;/span&gt;so many people ; the crowd was definately over whelming. and i could not take it !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was cursing my white flat arse out !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ask lynn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside.&lt;br /&gt;the weekend was great. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;jenny's back !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- hopes and expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4423391037894452301?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4423391037894452301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4423391037894452301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4423391037894452301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4423391037894452301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/something-along-those-lines.html' title='something along those lines.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RohHeYqK-MI/AAAAAAAAALA/Kg-8071z0Wk/s72-c/optimus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-2163905809215852792</id><published>2007-07-01T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:55.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_IqK-HI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AvEUpKi8MUU/s1600-h/SP_A0279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_IqK-HI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AvEUpKi8MUU/s320/SP_A0279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082198914934438002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;introducing DOCTOR NISHA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_YqK-II/AAAAAAAAAKg/P3zMvGVr5PI/s1600-h/SP_A0278.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_YqK-II/AAAAAAAAAKg/P3zMvGVr5PI/s320/SP_A0278.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082198919229405314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elo.&lt;br /&gt;i never knew gloves were like ... BLUE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_YqK-JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c99eMIwSV0w/s1600-h/SP_A0277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_YqK-JI/AAAAAAAAAKo/c99eMIwSV0w/s320/SP_A0277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082198919229405330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the only pic i took.&lt;br /&gt;god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid FAC !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_oqK-KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iR0Tn7lMk48/s1600-h/SP_A0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_oqK-KI/AAAAAAAAAKw/iR0Tn7lMk48/s320/SP_A0276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082198923524372642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_oqK-LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jLFGKRCSWso/s1600-h/SP_A0273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_oqK-LI/AAAAAAAAAK4/jLFGKRCSWso/s320/SP_A0273.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082198923524372658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet my mr handsome.&lt;br /&gt;ming.&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2163905809215852792?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2163905809215852792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2163905809215852792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2163905809215852792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2163905809215852792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/07/introducing-doctor-nisha-elo.html' title=''/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoeY_IqK-HI/AAAAAAAAAKY/AvEUpKi8MUU/s72-c/SP_A0279.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-1756862637824594641</id><published>2007-06-28T21:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:55.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pix-ies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoSFK4qK-FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fOErYmF1T9Q/s1600-h/SP_A0271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoSFK4qK-FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fOErYmF1T9Q/s320/SP_A0271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081332701635213394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;chocolate was never meant to be this nice !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fulfilling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoSFLIqK-GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fmeAiAMrWNA/s1600-h/SP_A0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoSFLIqK-GI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/fmeAiAMrWNA/s320/SP_A0272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081332705930180706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at it closely.&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;PI PA GAO&lt;/span&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;that comes in a drink form !!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaaye\.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1756862637824594641?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1756862637824594641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1756862637824594641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1756862637824594641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1756862637824594641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/pix-ies.html' title='pix-ies.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoSFK4qK-FI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fOErYmF1T9Q/s72-c/SP_A0271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-6032932260248084823</id><published>2007-06-28T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:55.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoRT7YqK-EI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M6MBTutRh30/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RoRT7YqK-EI/AAAAAAAAAKA/M6MBTutRh30/s320/untitled.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081278559277480002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one above is&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; xiao ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my best web cam partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;YES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what we actually get done in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was bored on the train on the way to school ... and i started to think of alot of different ways to spell different rather provocative words ??? in a sense. but to me they are all the same.&lt;br /&gt;take for an example ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horrific.&lt;/span&gt; it can be spelt as &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'whore - ri - fic.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it.&lt;br /&gt;then there is also&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; gay.&lt;/span&gt; which can be spelt as&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; 'ger-a-ye.'&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;i know am no genius. i was just fucking bored on the way to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am addicted to this chocolate snack called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pillows.&lt;/span&gt; omfg. i think its the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;cheapest ; nicest snack i can find in this concrete fortress called school. &lt;/span&gt;whichever it is ... school has left me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more then just messed up. &lt;/span&gt;it has left me so so so ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;stressed and DISCOMBOBULATED and more then just petrified of mondays. &lt;/span&gt;omfg. i tell you .... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(rants on with as much curse language i know. no its not just one ling-go. its like ... 1 , 2 , 3 , ... ...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE SCHOOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have labby later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i am going to camera whore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all i am short off are my poly mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DOCTOR KAYE IS HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aka amateur gy-nah-co- lo-gist&lt;/span&gt;. =))&lt;br /&gt;you up for a try ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i wanna mambo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6032932260248084823?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6032932260248084823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6032932260248084823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6032932260248084823'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all the way to the extremes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. you know its like ... you know ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;either you are or you are not.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i don't like going grey on anything.&lt;/span&gt; anyways ... i know i have said this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; countless of times.&lt;/span&gt; but you know what ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am starting to eat durian.&lt;/span&gt; and you know ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS DURIAN SEASON NOW !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; buah ha ha.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i can't wait for friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this durian stall in chinatown. which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sells really cheap durian&lt;/span&gt; ... like 5 bucks for a med - large sized one. omfg. and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its uberly creamy and all. &lt;/span&gt;uberly nice. =)) friday friday friday. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY I AMMA GONNA GO !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;school stinks from monday all the way to thursday (today).&lt;/span&gt; and i can already &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forsee that it is going to suck tomorrow too !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tell me i am psychic.&lt;/span&gt; i can fortell me bitter future. when it comes to school that is. omfg. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saturday seems more then just a day away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to add on to the mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have lab work tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DOCTOR KAYE IS IN DA HOUSE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i am going to take alot of pictures tomorrow. in that lab. so that i can reports back to this blog of mine and also ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to diss my girlfriend off.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*beams.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- heard it all before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doesn't matter what they say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8587963185437780559?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8587963185437780559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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rampage.</title><content type='html'>omfg.&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored in school ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i started doing quizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tell you ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its F*ing interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah haha.&lt;br /&gt;go do some.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Trinity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroineareyouquiz/trinity.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Touch me and that hand will never touch anything again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroineareyouquiz/"&gt;What Superheroine Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Tomboy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howfeminineareyouquiz/tomboy.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're having too much fun to bother with nail polish and crazy diets.&lt;br /&gt;Guys are instead impressed by how much you know and do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howfeminineareyouquiz/"&gt;How Feminine Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Milk Chocolate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/milk-chocolate.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total dreamer, you spend most of your time with your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;You often think of the future, and you are always working toward your ideal life.&lt;br /&gt;Also nostalgic, you rarely forget a meaningful moment... even those from long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofchocolateareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Chocolate Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEE9E9;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Strawberry Blonde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howblondeareyouquiz/strawberry-blonde.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men see you as flirtatious, but they also see you as a challenge&lt;br /&gt;Because you're totally fearless and carefree&lt;br /&gt;You've got the lightheartedness of a blonde, with the attitude of a redhead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howblondeareyouquiz/"&gt;How Blonde Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Can Make 78% of Your Crushes Fall in Love With You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/love-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your seduction skills are practically legendary. You know how to close the deal.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't let someone you're really into get the better of you!&lt;br /&gt;As long as you keep up your end of the flirting game, you'll get the prize at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/canyoumakeanyonefallinlovewithyouquiz/"&gt;Can You Make Anyone Fall in Love With You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Kisses Are Medium-Hot&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howhotareyourkissesquiz/kiss-2.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your kisses are definitely sexy, but you're not about to make anyone gasp for air.&lt;br /&gt;You take it slow and steady... and you ramp things up when you get the right signals.&lt;br /&gt;Your kissing style is adaptable and adept. And people who kiss you love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howhotareyourkissesquiz/"&gt;How Hot Are Your Kisses?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 78% Jealous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howjealousareyouquiz/jealous-4.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pretty jealous person, and you've started to let it really effect your life.&lt;br /&gt;While it's natural to feel a little envious of what people have, it's never healthy to take it to these extremes.&lt;br /&gt;Focus on what you've got going on. And improve on the things you don't like.&lt;br /&gt;Being truly happy with yourself is the only way to chase out the green eyed monster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howjealousareyouquiz/"&gt;How Jealous Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#DDDDDD;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Chocolate Mocha and Orange Cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/cheesecake-5.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enthusiastic and intense, there's so much you love in the world... it's hard to do it all.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at getting things to mix - friends, flavors, hobbies. You're the master of fusion!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofcheesecakeareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Cheesecake Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;GO DO !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- when you are gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6809945015913696528?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6809945015913696528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6809945015913696528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6809945015913696528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6809945015913696528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/quiz-rampage.html' title='quiz rampage.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-6211863867398257575</id><published>2007-06-25T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T01:09:26.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg.</title><content type='html'>omfg.&lt;br /&gt;i just did this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;look at my fucking results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;br /&gt;omfg omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't know what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="300" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="180"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disorder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="120"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/paranoid.html"&gt;Paranoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizoid.html"&gt;Schizoid&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#990099;"&gt;Moderate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/schizotypal.html"&gt;Schizotypal&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/antisocial.html"&gt;Antisocial&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/borderline.html"&gt;Borderline&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/histrionic.html"&gt;Histrionic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/narcissistic.html"&gt;Narcissistic&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/avoidant.html"&gt;Avoidant&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#cc0033;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/dependent.html"&gt;Dependent&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/ocd.html"&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#ff0000;"&gt;High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv"&gt;Personality Disorder Test&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html"&gt;Personality Disorder Information&lt;/a&gt; --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6211863867398257575?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6211863867398257575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6211863867398257575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6211863867398257575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6211863867398257575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/omfg.html' title='omfg.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7827011953944566104</id><published>2007-06-24T17:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:26:33.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its monday all over again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i hate mondays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its like happening to me every single week.&lt;br /&gt;which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;definately like a pain in my fucking arse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;i found this new term.&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'LIC GAS'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which then means ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'like i could give a shit'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i diss mondays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you won't believe how &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;impeccably small my eyes are now&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gawd damned it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;itsgoingtobreak.youknowthetimesthatyoucanactuallyfeelitbreakingorthatacrackhasalreadystarted.nothing'sthesameanymore.notlikeyoumightevennotice.everythingis sowrongnow.nothingseemstheleastbitsaneoranythingalongthoselines;thingshavechanged.butiamtheonehangingbyastring.don'tchange.don'tgo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- its now or never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7827011953944566104?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7827011953944566104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7827011953944566104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7827011953944566104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7827011953944566104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-monday-all-over-again.html' title='its monday all over again.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3281327847330929873</id><published>2007-06-24T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T02:21:59.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this week.</title><content type='html'>i walk alone.&lt;br /&gt;think about home.&lt;br /&gt;memories of long ago.&lt;br /&gt;no one knows i lost my soul long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lied too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she said she had enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am i too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said she has enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;standing on my own.&lt;br /&gt;remembering the one i left at home.&lt;br /&gt;forget about the life i used to know.&lt;br /&gt;forget about the one i left at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to run far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't go back to that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like she told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i am a big disgrace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so the weekend wasn't that great. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;alot of arguements.&lt;/span&gt; no i didn't enjoy it a single bit. i don't know what is going wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i think its me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;all me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't know what is wrong with banana and i. &lt;/span&gt;but we keep arguing and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt; cause i hate arguments. i don't know !!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god damned it. ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever the case.&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'i still love you like i did the first time i told you i did.&lt;br /&gt;from that moment you walked into my life.&lt;br /&gt;i have and i would always do.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- tastes like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only sweeter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this.&lt;br /&gt;its the video about making&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; vegetarian cheese burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no wenny i don't have a problem with you being vegan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BY A GAY GUY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who i think is kinda cute anyway.&lt;br /&gt;=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sh4he5i_a3Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sh4he5i_a3Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3281327847330929873?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3281327847330929873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3281327847330929873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3281327847330929873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3281327847330929873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-week.html' title='this week.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7115932682068216205</id><published>2007-06-20T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T17:28:58.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hate mornings.</title><content type='html'>okay. so this is the low down. i hate school not cause its boring or that i don't like the company its more of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORNINGS.&lt;/span&gt; oh hell yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate mornings.&lt;/span&gt; they suck more then ... ... more then ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;durian ice cream.&lt;/span&gt; (like you didn't already know i don't really like durians.) well whichever the case is ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HATE MORNINGS !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too early for anyone's brain to function.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;its down right despicable.&lt;/span&gt; for any human to think and deem that learning in the morning is better then anytime of the day. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my white flat arse it is.&lt;/span&gt; oh my god. its so so so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... NOT !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i study better at night with the help of any form of snacking and erm ... a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little alcohol&lt;/span&gt; to give me motivation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's been fucking tough. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate it. &lt;/span&gt;its a whole shit load of nonsense alright. its another ... one and a half months more before the holidays. someone tell me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how can you COME TO SCHOOL WITH FULL ATTENDENCE !!!???&lt;/span&gt; omfg. elp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can just keep swearing till the cows come home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(which they rarely do)&lt;br /&gt;on how much &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate mornings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i never measured up anyhow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;watch this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5OEQYlqcvks"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5OEQYlqcvks" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7115932682068216205?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7115932682068216205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7115932682068216205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7115932682068216205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7115932682068216205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/hate-mornings.html' title='hate mornings.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3201472402055434840</id><published>2007-06-17T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T17:34:16.575-07:00</updated><title type='text'>out of touch.</title><content type='html'>okay okay. here's the update from the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did something kinda horrid. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i ran out of my house just to meet banana in the middle of the night after her shift at play.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no i don't feel the least good about it.&lt;/span&gt; i actually feel guilty. oh my god. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;my conscience is like somehow coming back to me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast in her very drunken state and i swear ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i lost it.&lt;/span&gt; but i don't think she was sober enough to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- what is the point of me going down to fetch you to get home if you are going to be in this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'high'&lt;/span&gt; state all the time. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you made me rush down only to know in the end ... i had to wait for you.&lt;/span&gt; its not the first ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but i know its not going to be the last of such nonsense.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really remember. oh yeah. i sent her off to work ... then headed to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei wei and ling&lt;/span&gt; at vivo. oh man &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;we had quite alot of fun !!!&lt;/span&gt; =)) walked around ... snacked all over the place. had a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;super hard time finding jeans&lt;/span&gt;. cause of ... *coughs. yeah yeah. then then ... erm ... went to this cafe. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its superly nice. &lt;/span&gt;i am going to bring banana there next time we get our arses to harbour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the both of us headed off to get esther's present and to get to her bbq !!! it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;esther's b'dae !!!&lt;/span&gt; =)) the bbq food was really nice. then we went to watch fantastic 4. then ... headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been watching fantastic 4 since i was a kid. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;galactis did not die. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HE CANNOT DIE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;silver surfer will never go against or betray him for that matter.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its all wrong wrong wrong.&lt;/span&gt; god damned it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THE DIRECTOR KAYU !!!&lt;/span&gt; nah bei. waste my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed home. okay ... see right there's this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uberly nice jap place at tiong barhu plaza. &lt;/span&gt;oh yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HEARTLAND PEOPLE's MALL.&lt;/span&gt; anyways ... its really nice and their &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;salmon sashimi is like ... GODLY.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. whichever it is right ... its damn nice and lynn and i are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more then just addicted to it.&lt;/span&gt; nah bei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had that for lunch. walked around. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i bought myself the cutest froggy bank you can ever find in the world !!! and not forgetting really nice headphones. =))  &lt;/span&gt;went home watch the prince and me 2. then she had to go off cause she had dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slacked all the way at home. ... went over to her place like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really late in the night. &lt;/span&gt;stayed for a bit then headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its baking day !!!&lt;/span&gt; =)) &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i baked banana cakes and apple german pancakes.&lt;/span&gt; they both turned out great. then the usual for the sunday thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's the first day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i am tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what a start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- hit me with your best shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3201472402055434840?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3201472402055434840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3201472402055434840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3201472402055434840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3201472402055434840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/out-of-touch.html' title='out of touch.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8874242779761320741</id><published>2007-06-14T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T06:20:59.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming.</title><content type='html'>see darlings ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have this things about dreaming.&lt;/span&gt; you know how certain things mean something and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;certain things mean something so so so much more then what they only seem to be.&lt;/span&gt; yes yes.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; that kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt; i have been having dreams. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of the same person.&lt;/span&gt; that very person could be and might just be ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;my person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;names are not going to to mentioned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; fill in the blanks&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hit me with an answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is the most recent one :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was at this place. i think it was some garden of somesort. it was really really nice. with all the greens and all the cute ducks swimming in this fat arse pond and all that. oh yes. that kinda thing. i am so so so sick and tired of listening to the trees and as i start to run around the park ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this person calls out my name and asks me where i was headed to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying something like ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'you were supposed to wait there till i got back'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently the person went to get something that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i always loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she was the first person who got me flowers anyway.&lt;/span&gt; for my birthday. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no i didn't forget&lt;/span&gt; and i don't think i ever might just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laid there in her arms and the scene changed into a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i was dying or some sort.&lt;/span&gt; i saw lots of tubes and lines and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hospital associated shitty stuffs all over the place&lt;/span&gt;. she was there. holding me ;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hugging me to sleep.&lt;/span&gt; (yes yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HURRAY actually.&lt;/span&gt; but i don't know why &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was fretting in the dream&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i told her she meant the world to me&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she started crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying something like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am not going to make it through this final round&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;that she knew that what she did was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ... alot of others ... etc , etc , etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;0.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- keeps these dreams ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they ain't mine anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8874242779761320741?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8874242779761320741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8874242779761320741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8874242779761320741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8874242779761320741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/dreaming.html' title='dreaming.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2559140671733941316</id><published>2007-06-13T21:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:57.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 5.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMFbfcCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YA7ILTP8WSQ/s1600-h/P1030106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMFbfcCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YA7ILTP8WSQ/s320/P1030106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075770292918251554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is NUM-BA FIVE !!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMlbfcDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/w-TjgP-2D3c/s1600-h/P1030025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMlbfcDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/w-TjgP-2D3c/s320/P1030025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075770301508186162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMlbfcEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DU5MzBQGz3A/s1600-h/P1030027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMlbfcEI/AAAAAAAAAJo/DU5MzBQGz3A/s320/P1030027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075770301508186178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she seems more excited then me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCNFbfcFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UrVg2RP-DyM/s1600-h/P1030047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCNFbfcFI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UrVg2RP-DyM/s320/P1030047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075770310098120786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who won't love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCNVbfcGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EIOlF5lIs_Y/s1600-h/P1030052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCNVbfcGI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/EIOlF5lIs_Y/s320/P1030052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075770314393088098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NUMBER 5 BABY DEAREST !!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBKlbfb9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZXyuY8qTtgk/s1600-h/P1030111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBKlbfb9I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZXyuY8qTtgk/s320/P1030111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075769167636819922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elo. nice nice dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBK1bfb-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rfH9TffH49s/s1600-h/P1030113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBK1bfb-I/AAAAAAAAAI4/rfH9TffH49s/s320/P1030113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075769171931787234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step one. buy good champange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBLFbfb_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/Cl1ZSwpdF-c/s1600-h/P1030114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBLFbfb_I/AAAAAAAAAJA/Cl1ZSwpdF-c/s320/P1030114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075769176226754546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step two. try pouring without dripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBLVbfcAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Pcx4lBc15hk/s1600-h/P1030130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBLVbfcAI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Pcx4lBc15hk/s320/P1030130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075769180521721858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;step three. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;G-O-N-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBL1bfcBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qlCBLG02DcM/s1600-h/P1030158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDBL1bfcBI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/qlCBLG02DcM/s320/P1030158.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075769189111656466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zao an ni hao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ming tian hui gen bu hao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(elo hangover.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy number 5 darling !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;5 gruelling months with banana !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am (i think) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still very very much in love with BANANA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she makes me happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all so very very sing-ingly happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and each time we spend it at sentosa ...&lt;br /&gt;we have to go to new zealand's naturals &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to take the counter picture&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; (i know its lame. ha ha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many many &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more months to come&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till next month's anni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- but i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;until the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;come what may.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2559140671733941316?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2559140671733941316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2559140671733941316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2559140671733941316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2559140671733941316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/number-5.html' title='number 5.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RnDCMFbfcCI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YA7ILTP8WSQ/s72-c/P1030106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-6546299641898368787</id><published>2007-06-06T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T08:28:35.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>live.</title><content type='html'>you know. i don't really know what to type for this entry of mine. i don't really have much to say ; really. cept for the fact that ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't get something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;why do people say one thing ; and then do the direct opposite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;case one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grand mother is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;helping me get money back from that woman&lt;/span&gt; every single month. then when i ask her for the money that she is giving me back in installments ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my grandmother goes nuts.&lt;/span&gt; like ??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;isn't it my money ???&lt;/span&gt; ELO ??? *knock knock. i don't get it. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she makes me feel bad about taking the money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but isn't the money mine in the first place ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;case two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the hell are people so fucking irritating. let me try make this as subtile as possible ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i feel used.&lt;/span&gt; if you want to know more. inquire within. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i feel neglected by this person.&lt;/span&gt; i feel used. cause the only thing this person calls for is for a favour. never to ask me ... 'how i you' or ... 'you are missed'. its been so long. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she's being the biggest hypocrate i have ever met.&lt;/span&gt; she built everything up so high. but only to realize that the foundations were never there. and BANG !!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything is gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and she is doing so. even without knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't quite understand it right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- always the bridesmaid ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never the bride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6546299641898368787?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6546299641898368787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6546299641898368787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6546299641898368787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6546299641898368787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/live.html' title='live.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4041251712838055140</id><published>2007-06-02T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:58.945-08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5I9yBnI/AAAAAAAAAII/J5nwTtQY9gw/s1600-h/SP_A0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5I9yBnI/AAAAAAAAAII/J5nwTtQY9gw/s320/SP_A0244.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700674915468914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tong tong's !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5Y9yBoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/weoJ0wYCRFg/s1600-h/SP_A0247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5Y9yBoI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/weoJ0wYCRFg/s320/SP_A0247.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700679210436226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear these key holders are the cutest things on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5Y9yBpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3HRdfQ51qCg/s1600-h/SP_A0248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5Y9yBpI/AAAAAAAAAIY/3HRdfQ51qCg/s320/SP_A0248.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700679210436242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5o9yBqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vEHHMiTDJRQ/s1600-h/SP_A0243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5o9yBqI/AAAAAAAAAIg/vEHHMiTDJRQ/s320/SP_A0243.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700683505403554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5o9yBrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1HIkKgpLW-s/s1600-h/SP_A0251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5o9yBrI/AAAAAAAAAIo/1HIkKgpLW-s/s320/SP_A0251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700683505403570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfY9yBiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AxBi5xjO-L4/s1600-h/SP_A0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfY9yBiI/AAAAAAAAAHg/AxBi5xjO-L4/s320/SP_A0236.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700232533837346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfo9yBjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/PrZcwJcqCrs/s1600-h/SP_A0237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfo9yBjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/PrZcwJcqCrs/s320/SP_A0237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700236828804658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfo9yBkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rvDQnWghszc/s1600-h/SP_A0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfo9yBkI/AAAAAAAAAHw/rvDQnWghszc/s320/SP_A0233.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700236828804674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfo9yBlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/UNn74Y1K4zQ/s1600-h/SP_A0234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMfo9yBlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/UNn74Y1K4zQ/s320/SP_A0234.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700236828804690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kachang puteh bowl got small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMf49yBmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kYghsZG2Q7Q/s1600-h/SP_A0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJMf49yBmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/kYghsZG2Q7Q/s320/SP_A0240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071700241123772002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as retarded as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah ha ha. anyways ... i had a really funny weekend. friday was la la. but i skiped school and decided that&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; holidays needed to be started earlier.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. and not to mention , i delivered lunchy to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana !!!&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came over after work ... we headed to wine connection form town. cause town was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fucking boring.&lt;/span&gt; then ... yeah. headed home. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;she tucked me into bed !!!&lt;/span&gt; buah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;met my grams and her at the same time.&lt;/span&gt; gram wanted to get her handphone changed and stuff. so ... yeah. headed for tea ... then we started shopping !!! buah ha ha. rather it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more of her&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;less of me&lt;/span&gt;. shopping's in the way. ate at kiliney road. it was really nice. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;breakfast for dinner.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to watch zodiac. and i swear ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was a long long movie.&lt;/span&gt; and it was kinda draggy. my butt &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost had blisters&lt;/span&gt;. erm ... headed home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;we are now very lazy people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- all those killings ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;why can't it be you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4041251712838055140?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4041251712838055140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4041251712838055140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4041251712838055140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4041251712838055140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/06/picture-time.html' title='picture time.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RmJM5I9yBnI/AAAAAAAAAII/J5nwTtQY9gw/s72-c/SP_A0244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-794746506185993062</id><published>2007-05-29T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:37:59.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6UY9yBbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D9AlerRGQls/s1600-h/stupid+pictures+223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6UY9yBbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D9AlerRGQls/s320/stupid+pictures+223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070202508718245298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch-y at marriot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6UY9yBcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FgYOoBaOagU/s1600-h/stupid+pictures+227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6UY9yBcI/AAAAAAAAAGw/FgYOoBaOagU/s320/stupid+pictures+227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070202508718245314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this pic. and the person in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6Uo9yBdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/L8BDrRBd-dg/s1600-h/SP_A0227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6Uo9yBdI/AAAAAAAAAG4/L8BDrRBd-dg/s320/SP_A0227.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070202513013212626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were waiting for my mum to finish shopping at expo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6VI9yBeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DzPFMoqOYh8/s1600-h/SP_A0230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6VI9yBeI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DzPFMoqOYh8/s320/SP_A0230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070202521603147234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6VI9yBfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L9L_qf6jDGg/s1600-h/SP_A0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6VI9yBfI/AAAAAAAAAHI/L9L_qf6jDGg/s320/SP_A0219.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070202521603147250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what was bought in less than 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i stayed over at banana's yesterday !!!&lt;/span&gt; woo wee ... we did alot of shity stuff. i woke up , she was at gym. got my arse down to town. went for lunch at marriot. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i love bailey's&lt;/span&gt;. holy shit. headed to the bank. walked around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we ended up going home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;we were very very tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept till like before evening. headed to bedok for dinner. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUPPOSEDLY &lt;/span&gt;that is. we ended up going to expo !!! food fair. =)) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we met my mother in the end.&lt;/span&gt; heh heh. which was kinda fun. anyways ... went to the gurdian thingy too. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;banana finally bought herself and her mother comforters.&lt;/span&gt; buah ha ha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bye bye to freezing nights. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in school today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and i hate fyp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- anything that leads to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-794746506185993062?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/794746506185993062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=794746506185993062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/794746506185993062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/794746506185993062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/sleepy-over.html' title='sleepy over'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rlz6UY9yBbI/AAAAAAAAAGo/D9AlerRGQls/s72-c/stupid+pictures+223.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-90452656479143578</id><published>2007-05-22T04:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T04:47:16.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>doubt it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Want to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but I can’t help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way it feels,&lt;br /&gt;It’s got me stuck between my fantasy and what is real.&lt;br /&gt;I need it when I want it,&lt;br /&gt;I want it when I don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell myself I’ll stop everyday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;knowin’ that I won't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tit for tat now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no i am not exploding&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;just yet.&lt;/span&gt; i have given up all hope. i can see my heart turning into ice. my brain defrosting. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;no i don't want this anymore.&lt;/span&gt; i am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so tired of relationships. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all the arguing. all the giving in-s. all the discussions.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why can't people live on their own and be fucking happy that way.&lt;/span&gt; why why why. omfg. ... argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its the arguments. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the endless words used to slit each other's throat.&lt;/span&gt; the special words that hurt form the inside out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;those sentences made to bombard your mind. &lt;/span&gt;to freeze your mind &lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;with hope&lt;/span&gt; that your heart might take over .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the speculations that you made. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the assumptions that you make&lt;/span&gt; ; for some you thought that it might work or that it might be a better choice. but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt; it doesn't turn out that way. it doesnt turn out right. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you're to blame.&lt;/span&gt; you kick up a fuss. cause she keeps tagging behind and you can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;used&lt;/span&gt; to be independent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i finished last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-90452656479143578?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/90452656479143578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=90452656479143578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/90452656479143578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/90452656479143578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/doubt-it.html' title='doubt it.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-1825685980971325831</id><published>2007-05-20T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T06:13:38.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>w.s</title><content type='html'>When my love swears that she is made of truth,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;       I do believe her though I know she lies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      That she might think&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; me some untutored youth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Unlearned in the world's false subtleties&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;      Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,&lt;br /&gt;      Although she knows my days are past the best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      On both sides thus is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;simple truth suppressed&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;       But wherefore says she not she is unjust&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;      And wherefore say not I that I am old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;       O love's best habit is in seeming trust,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      And age in love,&lt;br /&gt;loves not to have years told.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;       Therefore I lie with her&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and she with me&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;       And in our faults by lies we flattered be&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in another words ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being two timed is normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and you've just got to live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kapeesh ???&lt;br /&gt;so what if i'm overly dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- they all want to see me fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1825685980971325831?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1825685980971325831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1825685980971325831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1825685980971325831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1825685980971325831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/ws.html' title='w.s'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8271667208749517048</id><published>2007-05-18T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T21:40:54.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgiving.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You’d know it when you see that light.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Shining all so bright amidst all that darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So warm ; comforting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;You know your time is up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your patience level resembles an ice cream tub.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone or something to eat it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Slowly but surely ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It’d be gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right before your eyes ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking right into your soul ,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It comes upon you like that familiar scent in your mind.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The one that you can never forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But never forgive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So familiar yet so unforgiving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;=&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You try to believe everything that you see.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Every single thing that she does for you is true&lt;/span&gt;. Or so you try to believe. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The sloppy cover ups ; the lies ; the suspicious ‘truth’ she says real.&lt;/span&gt; Every time you look into her eyes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;after that small lie&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After that evidence you found true to your claim came true. You know&lt;/span&gt; , you know she is lying right into your eyes. She has seen your soul. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Taken it.&lt;/span&gt; Buried it within her heart. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Taken that emotional support you know is all so comforting.&lt;/span&gt; Taken you for the ride of your life. All those lines she has spoken. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The barriers she has broken all gone.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Each time you close your eyes , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you know its all fake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;You suspect everything. Forgive nothing.&lt;/span&gt; Call &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything bluff. You tend to consider if what you now know and what she now states is the truth. &lt;/span&gt;Cause every single time you say something … &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You wonder if she is treating you like the other hers. &lt;/span&gt;Reassuring you , so that you would still stay and play her emotional pillar of her life. A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ll so stable, while she is out there playing in the field she said was no more a part of her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Or so she states.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;            &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;You don’t know what is right no more.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause for all you know.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s playing you like the others before.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing is new no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kisses given ;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You can never get back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;This is the last barrier you’re going to build. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The one made with the heart of thorns ; shield of the mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hoping that it might last &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; You pray.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i digress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8271667208749517048?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8271667208749517048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8271667208749517048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8271667208749517048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8271667208749517048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/forgiving.html' title='forgiving.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8610013640214694201</id><published>2007-05-16T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T07:02:44.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its going to come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Been looking forward to the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; But my eyesight is going bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this crystal ball.&lt;br /&gt;It's always cloudy except for ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you look into the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; One night stand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night and one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Thanks for the memories.&lt;br /&gt;even though they weren't so great ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; "He tastes like you only sweeter".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;and one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Thanks for the memories,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; "He, he tastes like you only sweeter"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elo elo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i skipped fyp meeting today !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hurry hurry say i did the right thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; heh. anyways ... it was pretty fun actually ... went to meet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; after school yesterday. picked her up from work , went to boat quay. had dinner. then ... went to watch a movie at ceni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'bridge to teribitha' or something along those lines. went back to her place. then erm ... slept. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;woke her up at 10 this morning&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;cause i couldn't sleep anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and i don't know why. slacked. watched tv. played with the dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to temasek poly today. at like ... 2 in the afternoon. cause she had to go for some graduation fitting thing. omfg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the gown is ugly. but i guess ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;'wearable'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; then erm ... i came home to get my ez link card that i forgot to bring out yesterday. went back to town to meet wenny and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; went to meet her aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wenny , krystal and denyse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; today. had dinner at billy bombers ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;after like slacking for a fucking long time at starbucks&lt;/span&gt; ... the one at like plaza singapura. yuppers. the billy bombers we went ... was the one at like ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;cathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; the service and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;everything is so much better than that of the one at heeren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;. omfg. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;such big difference.&lt;/span&gt; but then the same company. l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;eft not long after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; and now i am home sweet home. yuppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;side note : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear to the heavens ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;there is something terribly wrong with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i am hearing things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; more then last time. and the things i hear are ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;very scary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; at the same time ... it feels so real ... like someone is really saying those things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i feel like i am breaking down all again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am going back down there.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so soon&lt;/span&gt; ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i am so afraid of everything. and i feel like ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the world is breathing down my neck&lt;/span&gt; ... counting the amount of air i am breathing. and step i take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with every step &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i am stepping into a familiar gallery of endless mind traps that i cannot win.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; i don't think i am feeling really very well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i can feel myself falling into the endless winter and no one's saving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everything is so fake.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nothing is real no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;people are failing. ties between friends are strained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; its going down hill from now onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and i know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;- one day this world is going to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;as lies crumbling down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8610013640214694201?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8610013640214694201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8610013640214694201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8610013640214694201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8610013640214694201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-going-to-come.html' title='its going to come.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2542450257679928818</id><published>2007-05-14T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T17:39:09.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>long long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt; Why can't I get it right,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;just can't let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I opened up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;she let me down, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't feel that no more.&lt;br /&gt;I got memories, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ain't nothing like the girl I used to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; I don't mean to take it out on you baby but I can't help it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart is in the same ol' condition that baby left it.&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I apologize, for makin' you cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Look me in my eye and promise you won't do me the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am finally going to update. omfg. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;been a fucking long time and i have lost touch with my beloved blogg.&lt;/span&gt; i am just so fucking busy ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the only free time i have for myself is when i sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; even then ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i might not be alone.&lt;/span&gt; *smirks. (think little cousin ; twit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways , i think things are okay for now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have been arguing and arguing my banana.&lt;/span&gt; and i don't know why. i think its school and her work. and all that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUPID STUPID stress&lt;/span&gt; is making us go mad. as in MAD. omfg. and yesterday ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i had my entire hard disk wiped out&lt;/span&gt;. like ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*KAPEESH. gone. bye bye. jai jian. see ya. that kinda thing. omfg.&lt;/span&gt; you don't want to know what kinda foul mood i was in. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i felt murderous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;my temper has been getting worse&lt;/span&gt; .... i keep feeling the need to want to kill someone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or rather just the someone who's fucking irritating.&lt;/span&gt; god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaaye\.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- unchain my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2542450257679928818?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2542450257679928818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2542450257679928818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2542450257679928818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2542450257679928818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-long.html' title='long long.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-1399833331206881397</id><published>2007-05-07T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T22:01:47.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all covered up.</title><content type='html'>all those thoughts ;&lt;br /&gt;lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but none taken into light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have given up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holding some conference&lt;/span&gt; of sort ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i don't want to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to have to wait along those lines ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till something pops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not going to break ;&lt;br /&gt;make or even form anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so why bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they make no more sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they hold no more place&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause everything is but gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired of overly thinking.&lt;br /&gt;nothing's going to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why bother loosing time waiting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what i want or need ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;are no more of existence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it in its raw form ;&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to leave it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i choose to leave it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- its not so easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1399833331206881397?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1399833331206881397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1399833331206881397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1399833331206881397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1399833331206881397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/all-covered-up.html' title='all covered up.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5073333074545372473</id><published>2007-05-07T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T00:49:29.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>funny.</title><content type='html'>i am having lessons now. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i don't think i actually care that much.&lt;/span&gt; its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biomedical signal processing.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt; just smsed me to tell me that her cousin is like bi. omfg. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't believe it.&lt;/span&gt; okay. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i attract younger things.&lt;/span&gt; but still ... they are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kinda cute sometimes&lt;/span&gt; ... you know you know. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the innocence that each and everyone of us lost.&lt;/span&gt; but then again .. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it ends there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been irritating. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sunday wasn't too great.&lt;/span&gt; been having LBP like no one's business. and no ... its not the least bit funny. cause ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you feel like crap.&lt;/span&gt; even when you go clubbing it never fails to strike just like saturday night. went to watch spiderman with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; banana and my parents.&lt;/span&gt; then headed to mos with banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda fun. but i got LBP and had to go home. god damned it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;but mingy went around the world in 80 seconds FLAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no banana wasn't too happy about it. &lt;/span&gt;but ... oh wells. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't suppose you can expect anything better already.&lt;/span&gt; considering the situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got sent to school today !!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MONDAY ROUTINE !!! &lt;/span&gt;buah ha ha. =)) love it. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love it when banana sends me to school !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; woo wee ... school's going to be out soon. heading home then meeting her again for ikea. god. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday's a killer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- my only joy ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my worst sorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5073333074545372473?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5073333074545372473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5073333074545372473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5073333074545372473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5073333074545372473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/funny.html' title='funny.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2691278735294600564</id><published>2007-05-03T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:17:57.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>as my heart keeps pounding.</title><content type='html'>its thursday. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i skipped school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last night wasn't too good. argued with banana. but at least everything is clear now. and well ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can breathe fresh air too&lt;/span&gt;. in some sense that ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the air and all is being cleared.&lt;/span&gt; yuppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wonder what i missed out at school today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what more can i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like pondering about stuffs too much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i just leads me to insanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- don't keep me threading on a line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2691278735294600564?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2691278735294600564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2691278735294600564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2691278735294600564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2691278735294600564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/05/as-my-heart-keeps-pounding.html' title='as my heart keeps pounding.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3514159092272496461</id><published>2007-04-29T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:13:34.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>other then me.</title><content type='html'>everything said and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but nothing known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;into your arms i fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never liked the feeling ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh , i never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is something incomplete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is shown.&lt;br /&gt;into your eyes i see ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but nothing falls short but endless nightmares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of the time i fell unknowingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comfortable is not a feeling that is close enough to hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nothing is felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;its monday. &lt;/span&gt;oh man.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i loved the morning.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;banan&lt;/span&gt;a came over to redhill to send me to school !!! can you believe it ??? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and considering she stays a million miles away and everything ... oh my god. &lt;/span&gt;whichever it was , we came to school ; had breakfast and everything then she went off. i went to class. its A&amp;P. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no i am not enjoying it the least bit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause i am fucking tired and drained out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;krystal and leisha.&lt;/span&gt; oh my tian. i so feel like smoking. but ... i guess i just have to resist. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT RESISTENCE IS FUTILE ; IS IT NOT ???&lt;/span&gt; kill me now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kill me now.&lt;/span&gt; gawd. whichever it is ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;krys and i want to have a stay in movie night.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we can't wait. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course we talked about stuffs. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old ; new ; concurrent.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you know how everyone of us has this particular person for us.&lt;/span&gt; like ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your someone.&lt;/span&gt; that someone is someone ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you cannot forget&lt;/span&gt; or even think other than this particular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever you feel loved , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that person's image comes to mind&lt;/span&gt;. no i am not talking about your current bf/gf. but ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone.&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might be&lt;/span&gt; your bf/gf. but ... its usually not the attache. do you ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;THAT SOMEONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know who my someone is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its scary. but its all so true. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we ain't alone in the whole entire process. &lt;/span&gt;everyone has a someone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who we cannot forget. cannot forgive. always reminisce. always long for.&lt;/span&gt; but the problem here is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you don't quite know&lt;/span&gt; if it is ... more of longing and super strong liking that you want the person. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;or do you really want the person back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what would you do then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- what you might hear and know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might not be what i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3514159092272496461?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3514159092272496461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3514159092272496461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3514159092272496461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3514159092272496461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/other-then-me.html' title='other then me.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4544414634773275422</id><published>2007-04-26T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T05:53:15.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my little rhyme.</title><content type='html'>the sweetest of sweet ;&lt;br /&gt;the brightest of lights ;&lt;br /&gt;the darkest of nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they can't fight the memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those of forlorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for they are all long gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that battle fought ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't ring a bell no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. its thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hate thursdays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am getting moody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am going to hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE BYE FUCKERS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i tried to remember who i used to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing came close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4544414634773275422?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4544414634773275422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4544414634773275422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4544414634773275422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4544414634773275422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-little-rhyme.html' title='my little rhyme.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4767511034992268455</id><published>2007-04-25T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:02:24.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how now brown cow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HOW NOW BROWN COW !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am seriously bothered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the call form levis. now the problem is that ... i don't know if i can actually work there case like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am under bond&lt;/span&gt; and everything else like that ... not to mention ... they have like cpf contributions which would then in turn ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT ALLOW ME TO WORK AT ALL AND SO ON !!!&lt;/span&gt; argh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i am so messed up right now i can eat apples&lt;/span&gt;. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind. i am using my beloved gf's computer and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i am not going to complain&lt;/span&gt; ... because &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i actully think that it works perfectly fine &lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most of the time &lt;/span&gt;that is. =)) heh heh. and not to mention ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i hate school&lt;/span&gt; ... i have been hating schol since it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stopped and prevents me &lt;/span&gt;from doing things that i want to do like ... SEEING MY GF !!! argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to meet esther later. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i can't wait to transform into an uncle. in 3 seconds flat.&lt;/span&gt; ALWAYS. =) heh heh. need to go get apples too. buah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- mosquito ; i love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4767511034992268455?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4767511034992268455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4767511034992268455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4767511034992268455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4767511034992268455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/how-now-brown-cow.html' title='how now brown cow.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5796439824285908620</id><published>2007-04-23T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:21:57.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>counting stars.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't like today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not like i have liked any other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGUMENTS ARE ON TOP PRIORITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find them all so&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'fun'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am ... number ... 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;count wei , zj and gil.&lt;br /&gt;i am number 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'the best'&lt;/span&gt; is such an&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; understatement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i never liked life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;so why make it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to take my anxiety pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and see the world in colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like normal people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- count all the stars ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;till i die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5796439824285908620?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5796439824285908620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5796439824285908620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5796439824285908620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5796439824285908620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/counting-stars.html' title='counting stars.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3491825360047590833</id><published>2007-04-22T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T22:51:50.588-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never the same.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its been 3 years close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there are still tears ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trickling down my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost are the days of summer and bloom ;&lt;br /&gt;everything that is left ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is but gore and gloom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;nothing comes close enough to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and far away you have ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause tomorrow never came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my regret was that i loved too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with little unknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and even less to hold on to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still the date we held once persists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in my memory you'd thrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like those in the past and those never coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been 3 years close ;&lt;br /&gt;with tears still trickling down my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no ; you will never know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- still i feel all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3491825360047590833?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3491825360047590833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3491825360047590833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3491825360047590833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3491825360047590833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/never-same.html' title='never the same.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7254862980807102277</id><published>2007-04-18T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:42:43.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick.</title><content type='html'>i officially hate this. today is the 4th day of school. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yours truly is SICK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oh my tian. i tell you ... i hate being sick. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my head's opening its own disco - tech ; my stupid nose is clogged ; my throat is giving way to sand paper ; not forgetting my joints hurt.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i think i am getting old. &lt;/span&gt;as in very very old. oh my tian. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate being sick. &lt;/span&gt;and now ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;staying at home makes me feel worse. &lt;/span&gt;cause i feel like i am dying even faster staying at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;half alive then at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;waiting to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;woke up to an empty house.&lt;/span&gt; (like what is new) i am so so bored. just called esther and she might or might not be able to meet me. help.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i am so so bored.&lt;/span&gt; i want to die and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the blinking weather is not helping a single bit. &lt;/span&gt;its so humid i just wish i could melt and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; came over during her lunch break. =)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which made me very very happy.&lt;/span&gt; took panadols but then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they didn't work.&lt;/span&gt; i even took 3 of the panadol extras. but ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT WORKING&lt;/span&gt; !!! damn it. anyways ... made her a sandwich then slacked a little then she left. oh my tian.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i miss her already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i am officially bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need something to play with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i love it when you call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7254862980807102277?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7254862980807102277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7254862980807102277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7254862980807102277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7254862980807102277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/sick.html' title='sick.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5889907942464864465</id><published>2007-04-18T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T08:25:58.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; If I had castles built on high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd find a million ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;to write your name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Against the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to let you know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; you've caught my eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And if I had more than.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;wealth could buy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd sell it all and start again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;for just a chance with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Girl, I'd give my all to win your love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I would be rich.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I would build all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;my world around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to show you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;How you take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And you would find love, sweet lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Nobody else this side of heaven knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; How you take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I could turn the day to night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I ahd faith to walk on water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe you would see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;the reason I thank God for miracles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Cause baby when you walked into sight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; You turned an ordinary man like me into a king.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I would do anything to win your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yes. school is starting. wait ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;its already started and its endless rampage is having very very bad adverse effects on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; for one ... its sucky. and for 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;its comsuming so much of my precious time that i don't know what i am doing anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; oh my tian. i am telling you ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i so just wish to die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;here and now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh my god. HELP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;went for my fyp today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;isn't that bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;better then i had expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but then i was late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;couldn't get my fat arse up in the morning. and then ... erm ... what else ... went for the levi's interview. i don't know if i can actually get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;" &gt;the woman seems so cold and everything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; oh my god. i hope i can get the job though. i need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and most importantly ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;I WANT IT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;by the way ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i miss my banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i hate her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;cause she makes me miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS BADLY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hate banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;-.-''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know i am contradicting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;SO !!!???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;- this welcome is gone ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and i have waited long enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5889907942464864465?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5889907942464864465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5889907942464864465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5889907942464864465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5889907942464864465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/school.html' title='school.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7304942441007789365</id><published>2007-04-17T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T03:07:49.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>schoooooollll</title><content type='html'>this is official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;school sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though for the first 2 days they were like teaching science and everything else. it still sucks. oh my god. i am telling you my brain juices are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dry dry dry dry&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so dry ... the sahara can't even come close to it.&lt;/span&gt; oh my god. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELP !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was cupcake distributor today.&lt;br /&gt;buah ha ha. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they said my cupcakes were nice. =)) &lt;/span&gt;YEAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i am off to pick BANANA up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- red bull can't give me wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7304942441007789365?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7304942441007789365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7304942441007789365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7304942441007789365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7304942441007789365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/schoooooollll.html' title='schoooooollll'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-838235300988220053</id><published>2007-04-15T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T04:17:48.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ohh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happens when you get sick and tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;OF ALWAYS BEING SICK AND TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no such thing as resurrection&lt;/span&gt; or anything of that sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;save it.&lt;br /&gt;keep it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;do what you must.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause its going to be thrown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at the end of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;enough of this monotanous thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- such a fool boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-838235300988220053?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/838235300988220053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=838235300988220053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/838235300988220053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/838235300988220053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/ohh.html' title='ohh .'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8922504583587712453</id><published>2007-04-12T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T22:21:39.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its number 3.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NUMBER 3 baby !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;its the third one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and hopefuly more an more to come.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you as always.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though ;&lt;br /&gt;you ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- don't cap botles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- eat like there is a war.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- give me the look even when i didn't do anything wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- etc ; etc ; etc.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs.&lt;br /&gt;its now only ... &lt;em&gt;9 mths short of a year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- you made me feel.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8922504583587712453?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8922504583587712453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8922504583587712453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8922504583587712453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8922504583587712453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-number-3.html' title='its number 3.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3615179721238863459</id><published>2007-04-11T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T07:19:53.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>besides all that cheap talk.</title><content type='html'>you know how it is ... when sometimes you hear ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;'there are certain things in life ; no matter how hard to try to get / get back ... you'd never get it back.'&lt;/span&gt; does it some how ring some shitty bell or something ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ... let me tell you this. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FROM VERY GOOD EXPERIENCE - sadly ; its true.&lt;/span&gt; so true ... i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;t burns your arse along with mine.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. but back to the subject , its true. once you miss the opportunity and everything else , its gone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*kapeesh !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;disappeared into thin air ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vapourized ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just went missing ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eternally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sometimes ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you have it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but never appreciated it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AH - HA.&lt;/span&gt; that is the one that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;haunts and is so daunting&lt;/span&gt; ...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you'd live to regret.&lt;/span&gt; oh ... i am speaking from experience remember ?! its true.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you'd live with it haunting your existence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so people. when you think of doing something ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;weigh the pros and cons.&lt;/span&gt; do everything ; research the pros and then the cons. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then think about it again.&lt;/span&gt; don't live to regret.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; it'd be too late by then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- its a place i have never been ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it seems so familiar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3615179721238863459?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3615179721238863459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3615179721238863459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3615179721238863459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3615179721238863459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/besides-all-that-cheap-talk.html' title='besides all that cheap talk.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7026639909036672849</id><published>2007-04-09T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:00.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RhpYUKruomI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rFdBn0ujlpw/s1600-h/E6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RhpYUKruomI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rFdBn0ujlpw/s320/E6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051447035537826402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;people. i am in love with the motorola E6 !!! argh !!! i want  i want i want !!!&lt;br /&gt;god please drop some money upon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Here we are.&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of one another.&lt;br /&gt;And we still go on searching for each other.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that hate is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And love is right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us tonight.&lt;br /&gt;When I look into your Spanish eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I know the reason why I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And the world is so beautiful tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; It's a place I've never been.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; And it comes from deep within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;And it's telling me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;That I'm about to win first prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;Knowing all I have to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;Is reach out my hand to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;Anytime I want to look into your Spanish eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;Let it be if we're nothing more than dreamers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;Who believe that we see no one between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;How can they be in my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;And in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;When all I can find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;When I look into your Spanish eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;I know the reason why I am alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;And the world is so beautiful tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;okay. went to sch today for fyp. oh my tian. i tell you ... i can just sleep. oh my tian. but then what to do ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;ITS STUPID FINAL YEAR PROJECT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; never mind about that ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;BANANA CAME OVER !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; ha ha. had lunch in sch and i was fucking hungry for some shitty reason. then like ... we had western and i had an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;extra like nasi padang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; heh heh. 2 plates of food !!! shiok-ers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;went down to like amk to like get my banana's hair cut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;she looks so cute now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; heh heh. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;not like she didnt look cute before !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; ha ha. then like ... yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;went for dinner at a damn cold jappy place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt; then came back home !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;watch the L word and like ... yeah. shiok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;slacked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;and then like ... yeah. she went back. and WA LA I AM ONLINE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;" &gt;- it never was fortold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7026639909036672849?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7026639909036672849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7026639909036672849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7026639909036672849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7026639909036672849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday.html' title='monday.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RhpYUKruomI/AAAAAAAAAGg/rFdBn0ujlpw/s72-c/E6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-7327669823017904641</id><published>2007-04-08T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T05:43:32.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;damn good things&lt;/span&gt; happening on thurday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT ALSO THE WORST DAY OF MY LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; got into an accident cause of ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yours sincere-ly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the zoo in the day with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bro and dee.&lt;/span&gt; saw so many animals and trust me ... they are the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; most unglam things on earth.&lt;/span&gt; they just poop when ever and where ever they want to. oh my tian. and the weather was so hot ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;my polar bear wasn't white and fluffy.&lt;/span&gt; *cries. it was black. cause .. little did i know ... polar bears have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BLACK SKIN !!!&lt;/span&gt; ARGH !!! never mind. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i loved the otters too.&lt;/span&gt; reminded me of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jong.&lt;/span&gt; heh heh. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bro and denyse stayed&lt;/span&gt; over. we went to play not long after. pretty fun. but then ... the initial part was cocked up because ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was so fucking crowded&lt;/span&gt; no one could get naything donw and it really irritated the fuck out of me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanted to kill myself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER MIND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;music was great. company was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then came the arguement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM SO FUCKING SORRY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the rest ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you ask and i'd tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent most of the time with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana , bro and dee.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;made breakfast for bro and dee&lt;/span&gt; before banana came over. they left not long after. leaving banana and i. then ... i cooked for her and ... off we went to tiong. bought dessert and went to see the doctors. then ... yeah. went back to my place. had dinner. dad cooked. and ... not long after ... she went back and ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO LALALAND WE WENT. &lt;/span&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came over after gym. =)) hung around. went to marina square. walked around. had dinner at kenny roger's. ... walked. went to town. got tickets for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'meet the robinsons' &lt;/span&gt;at ceni. went to heeren for a little shopping. then back to ceni. then ... okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the rest is for me to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and you to eventually find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ITS NOT GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my heart aches every single time i think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause its my fault&lt;/span&gt; and i never should have put her in that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; stupid situation &lt;/span&gt;that even myself can't take and i had to put her into it. i made her cry. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;( ohyes. so much for kiss the girls and ... NOT making them CRY !!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorry is just not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town with family.&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;family went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;met banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took neos.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;she went for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i never knew ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it would hurt that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7327669823017904641?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7327669823017904641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7327669823017904641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7327669823017904641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7327669823017904641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/bad-start.html' title='bad start.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4422974455080425839</id><published>2007-04-02T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:20:01.192-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all day long.</title><content type='html'>you know when&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; day light turns into darkness.&lt;/span&gt; its not a really nice thing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;especially when you have so much you have been holding on to. &lt;/span&gt;and especially when they start to line your every thought. and when like ... well ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything suddenly reminds you of someone&lt;/span&gt; or something or some event that you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kept so close to your heart&lt;/span&gt; that its a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little difficult&lt;/span&gt; not to be bothered by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its not like its something small and insignificant.&lt;/span&gt; its something so big. you really wonder what you got yourself into and why can't you just let it go.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; its so easy to say it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why can't you just let it go.&lt;br /&gt;right ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so why can't i just let it go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;god damned it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- its so close to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4422974455080425839?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4422974455080425839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4422974455080425839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4422974455080425839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4422974455080425839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/all-day-long.html' title='all day long.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7311338610052414644</id><published>2007-04-01T06:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T06:48:38.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>today is sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;If you keep on taking.&lt;br /&gt;My heart you'll be breaking.&lt;br /&gt;So why do you do this to me?&lt;br /&gt;You know how I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;It's you I believe in.&lt;br /&gt;Baby can't you see that I need you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Everyday reminisce about the past.&lt;br /&gt;Of a love that we thought would last.&lt;br /&gt;How we used to be when it was you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How did it all disappear so fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days that I can't forget.&lt;br /&gt;There are things that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I now regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there for you when you were there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I was thinkin' we were set.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night when I'm laying in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I hear your voice going round in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Think of all the things I could have done and ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All those things I could have said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really will make it up to you.&lt;br /&gt;I know now what I've got to do.&lt;br /&gt;It took time but now I've realised how much I'm missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is going to be monday and also the start of everything. everything as in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. tomorrow is the start of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so called training. &lt;/span&gt;training as in ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;getting buffed or at least try to&lt;/span&gt; before like ... starting school and everything else. my tian. its such a dread but then ... come to think about it right ... its like ... a good thing. i get to like get my body back in shape and all that nonsense and also ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will get a nice tan.&lt;/span&gt; i think. at least. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my parents today. went to like isetan for lunch with dad , mum and little sissy. walked around and then &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i showed my mother my pretty tea cup i bought with banana last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; heh heh. =)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i hope she gets me more.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. heh. then we walked around isetan. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to meet banana. at suntec and everything. got like alot of grocerries. =)) and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i am going to cook for my banana tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt; woo wee ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i am hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- closer to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7311338610052414644?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7311338610052414644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7311338610052414644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7311338610052414644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7311338610052414644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-is-sunday.html' title='today is sunday.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2831672468049688216</id><published>2007-04-01T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:01.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rg-aMKPnVyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D_43SxR69fs/s1600-h/P1020541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rg-ZAaPnVxI/AAAAAAAAAFw/Q8xsEUd3VcA/s320/P1020588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048421939629479698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2831672468049688216?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2831672468049688216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2831672468049688216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2831672468049688216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2831672468049688216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/04/pictures.html' title='PICTURES.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rg-aMKPnVyI/AAAAAAAAAF4/D_43SxR69fs/s72-c/P1020541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-4228221367135160840</id><published>2007-03-29T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T22:39:52.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KL TRIPPY !!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND NOW I AM BACK FROM OUTER SPACE !!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know you missed me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah ha ha. i got back from KL like ... on wednesday night. &lt;strong&gt;went there with banana !!!&lt;/strong&gt; oh man. it was damn fucking fun. &lt;strong&gt;the food is cheap ; their sale is to die for and not forgetting ... they have dunkin' donuts !!!&lt;/strong&gt; and guess wad ... &lt;em&gt;i bought one and a half dozen back to singapore !!!&lt;/em&gt; buah ha ha. hand carried them for my little mei mei. ha ha. i bet you ... she loves them more then me. &lt;strong&gt;I BET YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ... &lt;strong&gt;banana and i went there for like ... 3 days and 2 nights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached KL at like ... 2 ??? cause there was really &lt;em&gt;bad traffic all the way.&lt;/em&gt; and then there were no cabs. blah blah blah. then then then ... we went to check into the hotel. &lt;strong&gt;i pissed her off by jumping on the bed like it was a trapezie&lt;/strong&gt;. then ... we went to walk around our hotel. went to bukit bintang ; lot 10 and sugei wang. had lunch. walked more. went back to the hotel to wait for &lt;strong&gt;capri&lt;/strong&gt; !!! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she brought us to the curve. we had dinner ... then ... went back to the hotel for an &lt;em&gt;entire drinking session&lt;/em&gt; ... i will never forget. and then ... SLEEP !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to ... KLCC in the day. &lt;strong&gt;they have a wonderful range of like cafes&lt;/strong&gt; that have like ... wine and everything. all facing this huge water thingy. [ i never really went close enuff to check them out.] then ... walked around. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND THE SHOPPING BEGAN.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. &lt;strong&gt;fcuk is fucking cheap.&lt;/strong&gt; BUT ;&lt;em&gt; its only on the girl's clothes.&lt;/em&gt; trust me ... banana was going bonkers &lt;strong&gt;trying to buy something&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked walked. &lt;strong&gt;met my god aunt and uncle.&lt;/strong&gt; had tea at dome. for one ... their dome is so much better than that of singapore's. then ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they have really good affagato&lt;/span&gt;. damn it. it makes you hyper. then we hitched a ride to megamall. walked around. bought some stuff. &lt;strong&gt;AND THEN WE WENT TO A JAP PLACE FOR DINNER.&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;em&gt;spendid conversation&lt;/em&gt; between banana and the owner went like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owner : 'hello ; welcome.'&lt;br /&gt;banana : 'hello.'&lt;br /&gt;owner : 'table for ???'&lt;br /&gt;banana : '2 please.'&lt;br /&gt;owner : 'would that be smoking or non - smoking ???'&lt;br /&gt;banana : &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'SMOKING !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one thing right ... its a restraunt !!! its not like some ... cheap - o place and everything people. its some ... high end thingy. damn it. &lt;strong&gt;so fun&lt;/strong&gt;. and then of course. ... just cause we don't have it in singapore ... &lt;strong&gt;WE SMOKED&lt;/strong&gt;. ha ha. so lame right ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;strong&gt;capri&lt;/strong&gt; after dinner. she brought us to like this arty farty theatre thingy. which has like a jap place in the middle of a pond and tons of koi. really cool if you ask me. then ... erm ... we walked around ... bro brought us to petaling street. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CAUTION PEOPLE : IF YOU HAVE ANY BRANDED STUFF. PLEASE DON'T GO TO PETALING STREET. DON'T !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason to which ... &lt;strong&gt;they have everything pirated&lt;/strong&gt;. everything you want from like LV or like tiffany and co. they have it. and it looks so real ... you wonder whatis the difference. banana and i felt cheated. &lt;strong&gt;BLOODY CHEATED TO BE EXACT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a mamak aka kopitian for supper. slacked. talked and laughed. and then ... went back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day three.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the chinese market near our hotel. and i don't know why ... &lt;strong&gt;banana loves that place&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;and it was a miracle i remembered how to walk there.&lt;/em&gt; then ... went to KLCC. had a good lunch. walked around ... &lt;strong&gt;bought the donuts !!! &lt;/strong&gt;then then ... went back to fcuk to get her pair of shoes. then ... WA LA. &lt;strong&gt;BACK TO SINGAPORE WE CAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it was a really good trip.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really miss the times that we spent there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause now she's working.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. things are going to change a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not forgetting. bro , dee and pts came to pick me up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;i'd upload the pics the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- all the things we have done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4228221367135160840?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4228221367135160840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4228221367135160840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4228221367135160840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4228221367135160840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/kl-trippy.html' title='KL TRIPPY !!!!'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7371098322932315690</id><published>2007-03-25T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:02.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'>splintered masks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RgacReigAXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IZEDyWkXILk/s1600-h/P1020477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RgacReigAXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IZEDyWkXILk/s320/P1020477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045892256584696178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana and i&lt;/span&gt;. while waiting for my sister's ptc meeting on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup yup. i went back to sch again.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; stc people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stc. went to go get my sister's report card and then headed back down town with banana. went to creme bristro ; banana was teaching my sister maths. and i sat there in the biggest daze ever ... cause ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maths and me ain't good buddies.&lt;/span&gt; then went for a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;fantastic steak dinner.&lt;/span&gt; sister went home ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;went to watch TMNT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were like my childhood favourites. oh man.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i loved it as much still as ever !!!&lt;/span&gt; i think i am &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;going to get the toys&lt;/span&gt;. buah ha ha. i love them. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ralph is as irritating as ever. and micheal is as dumb and irritating. &lt;/span&gt;buah ha ha. then headed home. banana stayed for a bit then left not long after. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- that was for friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SATURDAY !!!&lt;/span&gt; i met esther. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we baked cupcakes.&lt;/span&gt; buah ha ha. =)) it turned out pretty well ... baked them for the kids. ha ha. then ... banana came. drank. had dinner at home. heded to 95. stayed there for a bit. then headed to mos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so the night wasn't really good. &lt;/span&gt;we were arguing like there was no tomorrow. frankly ... its all okay now. but ... but but ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she was throwing a bitch fit so much&lt;/span&gt; ... i wanted to take off. ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so so so badly&lt;/span&gt; ... but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my legs didn't move a muscle.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i hated that feeling.&lt;/span&gt; NO. the thought of breaking off didn't occur. BUT ... i keep asking myself why ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHY DIDN'T I TAKE OFF. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home at 7 am. and ... woke up at 1045am. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;matthew's birthday. &lt;/span&gt;and like ... i had to be there. met banana at gram's. but her bag down. headed to hougang. i was having a fucking moody morning. had lunch. dazed around. had cake. went home. HAD A NAP WITH BANANA !!! then went to river valley and cold storage. went to get snacks. FOR TOMORROW !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I AM GOING TO LEAVE FOR KL TOMORROW MORNING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'd be missing you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- its all said and done ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i'm still living in the past. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7371098322932315690?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7371098322932315690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7371098322932315690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7371098322932315690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7371098322932315690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/splintered-masks.html' title='splintered masks.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RgacReigAXI/AAAAAAAAAEc/IZEDyWkXILk/s72-c/P1020477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-6311786679500262545</id><published>2007-03-20T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T09:16:38.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rules to my life.</title><content type='html'>there are 5 rules to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how many do you have ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 5 keep me from going &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too much into insanity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they keep me a little above sane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sane enough to operate by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and yet ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;insane enough to risk everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as follows :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. love all ; serve all. be false to none. [fuck ethics ; when needed.]&lt;br /&gt;2. play as much as you want with your 'partner' ; but not with emotions.&lt;br /&gt;3. love your friends and cherish them at all times.&lt;br /&gt;4. love your family more then they are worth.&lt;br /&gt;5. listen and appreciate music ; in every mood possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first rule's the most important. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when you love everyone. creates less conflicts.&lt;/span&gt; reduces stress ; eye bags ; wrinkles ... etc. etc. the lists carries on and on. and when decisions need to be made. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck ethics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the second rule. my dad actually said that ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;' not everyone can smoke reds. only an elite few can.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;same goes with players. &lt;/span&gt;cause only a few survive in playing a fool with the girl or guy that the person has attracted. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOT EVERYONE SURVIVES. &lt;/span&gt;only an elite few can carry on living life ; like such. i never complained much about my singlehood or that the one that &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really want never came back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was fun being a player.&lt;/span&gt; to be labled as one ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is already 'something' to some people.&lt;/span&gt; but at the end of the day ...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; the player is the loneliest person on the face of this earth.&lt;/span&gt; from experience ; the glitx and glamour of being one is not as good as it seems. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when the day turns to night.&lt;/span&gt; and there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no human warmth next to you&lt;/span&gt; , you'd get to know the feeling. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and only dread it all too well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;friends are the most important things.&lt;/span&gt; they are your &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chosen family.&lt;/span&gt; even though sometimes it might be hard not to backstab them when the going gets tough. but ... its not about the quantity of friends. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not the 'i have ALOT of friends'&lt;/span&gt; ... but more of ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;how many good close friends do you really really have.&lt;/span&gt; some are just surface. and shouldn't be called friends. accquantiances is a much better word to use ; in that case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family ; needless to say. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blood is thicker then water.&lt;/span&gt; no matter how much you hate to love them. or hate them for some wierd or irritating things that they do. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they are the ones that will love you and cherish you more then anyone of the face of this earth would. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i don'tknow about you. it keeps me sane. and ... its the best thing. the one above created. a song for every occassion. for an example ... when i am all so emotional and sad and everything ... i never want to hear 'CHASING CARS' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause it just makes you worse.&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i am in a happy mood i like to hear RETRO !!!&lt;/span&gt; you can't go wrong with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know about you.&lt;br /&gt;do you have rules to life ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- nothing more then to hear you sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baby girl you make me sing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6311786679500262545?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6311786679500262545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6311786679500262545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6311786679500262545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6311786679500262545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/rules-to-my-life.html' title='rules to my life.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7611918865312281470</id><published>2007-03-20T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T08:20:04.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wanna grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to die lying in your arms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to be looking into your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sharing everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a thoughtsand miles between us now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it causes me to wonder how.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our love tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;remains so strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it makes our risks ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;right all along.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but it hurts so bad i can't take it any longer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i want to grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT TO GROW OLD WITH YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am eating &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my favoutire redcurrant puffs&lt;/span&gt; from marks and spencer ; and i can't help but ponder. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;where would everyone be in like 5 years time ???&lt;/span&gt; have you thought about it. as in seriously ; sat down and thought about what and where this life of yours would lead you. depending on the mediocre or major choices that you make at this very tempreamental state in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. i hope to see ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wenny aka bro&lt;/span&gt;. i want to see her landing a very stable and good paying job. along with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dee aka my little chilli padi&lt;/span&gt;. and i hope that they get the jobs that people are kinda vying for with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very very good payouts of course.&lt;/span&gt; and not to mention. i hope that we are still in very much contact. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with house parties in each of our houses and everything else like that once or twice a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei wei&lt;/span&gt; is in the uni studying to be what she realkly wants to be. a pathologist. my dearest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xiao ling &lt;/span&gt;to be a business guru or something. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;esther&lt;/span&gt; to be a successful auditor in one of the major companies that &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALSO PAYS GOOD.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see everyone in that light. rather in that situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to rank somewhere in the clouds by then. in the navy. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully.&lt;/span&gt; i get what i really really want. =)) &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a small house ; a wife ; 2 dogs ; 2 cars and the closest of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that makes me the happiest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- before its too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what about now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7611918865312281470?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7611918865312281470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7611918865312281470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7611918865312281470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7611918865312281470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-wanna-grow-old-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3316957751085943438</id><published>2007-03-18T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T02:35:44.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first we run ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then we laugh till we die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wehn the night is falling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you cannot find the light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you feel like the dreams are dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hold tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you got the music in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you got the music in you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one dance left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're going to pull through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog entires have been ... somewhat ... fluctuating and everythign else. but ... yes. whichever it is ... these few days have been like ... sleepless. and erm ... super hectic. to the extent that i can't seem to know what to do next.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; CAUSE I AM SO FUCKING BUSY FOR SOME WIERD FAT ASS REASON !!! =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been going out out out. with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; of course !!! ha ha. =)) i am not complaining. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;got a new bag and lego ; courtesy of banana !!!&lt;/span&gt; and then ... i got a new spring field jacket. ... oh i love it. its like light brown. really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;change phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't change phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- everytime i look into your eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know you're something so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3316957751085943438?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3316957751085943438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3316957751085943438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3316957751085943438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3316957751085943438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/first-we-run-then-we-laugh-till-we-die.html' title=''/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2368212722455251922</id><published>2007-03-15T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:42:07.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you know it.</title><content type='html'>you know it ;&lt;br /&gt;when everything fals into place so nicely and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you know&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you know it.&lt;br /&gt;you know that something along those lines ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something massive ; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;is going to take place.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i am just waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;and its going to be something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only bad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- beyond your eyes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what do you really see. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2368212722455251922?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2368212722455251922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2368212722455251922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2368212722455251922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2368212722455251922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-know-it.html' title='you know it.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-1036359567837136409</id><published>2007-03-12T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:02.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>number 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDa82AqQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/d4OYqY-FpdA/s1600-h/P1020403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDa82AqQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/d4OYqY-FpdA/s320/P1020403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041079856943638786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its our day. =)) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDbc2AqRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dyJPpm_OsJ0/s1600-h/P1020399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDbc2AqRI/AAAAAAAAAEM/dyJPpm_OsJ0/s320/P1020399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041079865533573394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDb82AqSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sBovTOnxiDQ/s1600-h/P1020422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDb82AqSI/AAAAAAAAAEU/sBovTOnxiDQ/s320/P1020422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041079874123508002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;under our little umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWCqs2AqOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CyQYBFRwe1k/s1600-h/P1020444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWCqs2AqOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/CyQYBFRwe1k/s320/P1020444.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041079028014950626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wenny's little creation. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWCq82AqPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CFg5b-lRgMQ/s1600-h/P1020414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWCq82AqPI/AAAAAAAAAD8/CFg5b-lRgMQ/s320/P1020414.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041079032309917938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the one i can't live without.&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;she makes me all so very very happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAO PO aka BANANA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy number 2 !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we actually made it this far.&lt;br /&gt;and i never want to think of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me and you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i always want an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'us'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my silly banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- you make everything so colourful ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1036359567837136409?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1036359567837136409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1036359567837136409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1036359567837136409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1036359567837136409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/number-2.html' title='number 2.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RfWDa82AqQI/AAAAAAAAAEE/d4OYqY-FpdA/s72-c/P1020403.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-8274877772123052863</id><published>2007-03-11T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T07:08:11.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hysteria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ever felt like you didn't belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like some thing some where is so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yet you can't say or do anything in your very own defense&lt;/span&gt;. cause for some very wierd reason ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you just don't.&lt;/span&gt; and you always &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always wonder why.&lt;/span&gt; something's never quite right. ... ever. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you grind your teeth and just sit it through.&lt;/span&gt; always. for perculiar reasons. you always wonder why. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's all that ever happens.&lt;/span&gt; over and over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;i feel like i don't really belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- with just one touch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8274877772123052863?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8274877772123052863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8274877772123052863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8274877772123052863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8274877772123052863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/hysteria.html' title='hysteria.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3000015648198621207</id><published>2007-03-09T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T02:51:10.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maturity doesn't come with age.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently ... &lt;strong&gt;maturity doesn't come with age.&lt;/strong&gt; or rather some people are &lt;em&gt;just lacking so much of it&lt;/em&gt; ... they are then characterized as a term we all commonly use - &lt;strong&gt;'childish'&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;like back stabbing ; grudge bearing ; tell tale ; two face ; hypocrate subjects out there who still can't get that childishness out of their system.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a thing where by ... you need to get out of your system &lt;em&gt;by the time that you are 18.&lt;/em&gt; [ given the benefit of doubt.] but ... &lt;strong&gt;some people just don't&lt;/strong&gt;. and in the end ... they become a proclaimed 'bitch' of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some people just can't get it through their thick skull&lt;/span&gt; that ... there is a need to be mature about &lt;em&gt;certian things that had happened in the past&lt;/em&gt; that needs to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;long forgotten&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and well ... forgotten. then again ... i can't really bother about subjects like such ... they just &lt;strong&gt;take my brain space&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;[ of which ... its said that i am a little lacking of. ] &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i went to herstory last night.&lt;/span&gt; it was great. cept for a few parts where by &lt;em&gt;i kinda almost lost my top.&lt;/em&gt; but whichever the entire thing is ... &lt;strong&gt;i had a great time.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alot of alcohol&lt;/span&gt; ; which &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never got me high or drunk&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. then there was ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alot of great company !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; =)) though it could get better. but ... yeah. as long as &lt;strong&gt;banana&lt;/strong&gt; is there along with dee and a few of the rest ... the night is good as it is already. but ... &lt;strong&gt;there were so many more people !!!&lt;/strong&gt; ha ha. music wasn't too bad either. oh yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was actually a pretty good ... night. =)) &lt;em&gt;then woke up at a god forbbiden timing of 10&lt;/em&gt;. cause ... &lt;strong&gt;banana wanted breakfast !!!&lt;/strong&gt; ha ha. lol. whichever ... after which we headed to the IT SHOW AT SUNTEC !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever it is !!! i got myself a external hard drive. a seagate one. and also a thumb drive for my grammy. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its freaking cheap at the IT fair. &lt;/span&gt;oh man !!! ha ah. but then it was so crowded. &lt;strong&gt;banana was going nuts cause ... computers and her don't exactly quite fit. &lt;/strong&gt;ha ha. which then again ... makes her so freaking cute !!! =)) ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- there in your still eyes ; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;lies something so much more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3000015648198621207?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3000015648198621207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3000015648198621207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3000015648198621207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3000015648198621207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/maturity-doesnt-come-with-age.html' title=''/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-269778745797009597</id><published>2007-03-06T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:54:55.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally a feature.</title><content type='html'>my goodness people.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up to a very good surprise.&lt;br /&gt;they are finally featuring ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GID on MIND YOUR BODY !!!&lt;/span&gt; this section of the daily enwspapers. like oh my goodness. &lt;em&gt;are they even allowed to do they like ... in public and be so open about the entire matter ??&lt;/em&gt; oh man. whichever it is ... &lt;strong&gt;it gave a pretty good article on the entire thing&lt;/strong&gt;. like ... i don't know. &lt;em&gt;its still wierd when people refer to me as a female-male. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whichever it is ... &lt;em&gt;i don't think that it is that bad now&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda gotten used to it. &lt;strong&gt;somehow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it'd only get better i guess.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whichever ... go read the article. its pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- not like anyone would understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but yes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-269778745797009597?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/269778745797009597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=269778745797009597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/269778745797009597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/269778745797009597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/finally-feature.html' title='finally a feature.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5179446362437216235</id><published>2007-03-06T08:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T08:28:08.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to only you.</title><content type='html'>i don't know. but ... &lt;strong&gt;i feel so lucky to have her in my very dark life&lt;/strong&gt;. maybe its just me. i don't know. i can't stop thinking or looking at her &lt;em&gt;every single time that i am with her.&lt;/em&gt; she's like some &lt;em&gt;happy pill or some drug&lt;/em&gt; that has no side effects or &lt;strong&gt;no price tag&lt;/strong&gt;. its something that neither you or i can just with money that we have in our banks. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its something so much more&lt;/span&gt; and i ... and &lt;strong&gt;i am very very thankful for that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so queer. i can still remmeber ... &lt;strong&gt;it was all a mistake to start the entire relationship out with&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it felt so special. and it still does.&lt;/span&gt; amazingly. it still does have that spark. everytime i look into her eyes .. &lt;em&gt;i feel so damn fucking happy for some wierd reason&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;no matter how bad we argue ; no matter how much pain i might have caused her - unknowingly ; no matter how much time we don't spend together. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am still that fucking happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its just amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with &lt;strong&gt;my banana&lt;/strong&gt; today !!! cause dearest secretary was sick with &lt;em&gt;stupid cramps&lt;/em&gt;. i hate mens.&lt;strong&gt; they cock up everything !!&lt;/strong&gt; argh !!! anyways ... we still had alot of fun. picked her up from her gym.&lt;strong&gt; [ for once i was actually on time. heh heh. ]&lt;/strong&gt; can you imagine that !!! ha ha. LOL. whichever. we went to watch ... 'the pursuit of happyness'. its not a bad show. &lt;strong&gt;pretty interesting actually. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to ... drink at indo chine. the one at wisma. then ... went to ... have dinner at crystal jade. oh man ... &lt;strong&gt;the porridge still tastes as good as ever !!!&lt;/strong&gt; =)) ha ha. then went back home. i tell you.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; i hate my low blood pressure&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;em&gt;i almost died in the bus&lt;/em&gt;. but then ... never mind that. i tell you ... &lt;strong&gt;i wanted to kill myself.&lt;/strong&gt; my tian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ... i am staying over at my tiong house tonight. &lt;em&gt;too lazy to head home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i got my bus tickets to KL yesterday !!!&lt;/span&gt; woo wee ... =)) &lt;strong&gt;my banana and i are going for our first holiday together. &lt;/strong&gt;not to mention , my first holiday not with any family memebers or adults and also&lt;strong&gt; the first one with my girl friend !!!&lt;/strong&gt; ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I CAN'T WAIT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am a happy piece fo shit.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- when the odds add up ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to so much much more. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5179446362437216235?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5179446362437216235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5179446362437216235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5179446362437216235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5179446362437216235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-only-you_06.html' title='to only you.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3427713254577213631</id><published>2007-03-04T21:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T21:43:49.008-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 大雨过后的眼泪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;挂在充满回忆的橱窗&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我却不想忘以往&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;那些心碎的心创&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;记忆是一个行囊&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;陪伴着我到世界流浪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我让悲伤都装上翅膀&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;再见了就不能倔强&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;该忘了你对不对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;怕自己无法面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;无怨无悔&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;把一切留给纪念&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;受过沉默的创伤&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;它会慢慢被岁月&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;一片片填满&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;渐渐就习惯不再想&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;忘记曾经最痛的地方&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;该忘了你对不对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;我应该坚强面对&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;学会遗忘&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;不能像爱的挣扎&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;记忆会为我收藏&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;那些美丽时光&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;为爱付出过的力量&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;带着爱去寻找&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;幸福的希望&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are somethings &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its called responsibility.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- you just want to lie awake ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and forgo the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3427713254577213631?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3427713254577213631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3427713254577213631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3427713254577213631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3427713254577213631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-do-you-know.html' title='what do you know.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7437619734303454825</id><published>2007-03-04T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:53:45.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a life that is so demanding.</title><content type='html'>i am so lost without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't seem to think right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like knowing that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't know&lt;/span&gt;. that i don't know what is going on. cause baby i love you so. and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i don't want you to ever leave me under.&lt;/span&gt; where are you. i miss you so. honey ... what am i to say , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when you tell me you need and want so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;what am i to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what am i to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what am i to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when everything i have done and given ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is all i have left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- heading down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7437619734303454825?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7437619734303454825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7437619734303454825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7437619734303454825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7437619734303454825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/life-that-is-so-demanding.html' title='a life that is so demanding.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5173196648848363590</id><published>2007-03-01T05:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T05:55:38.814-08:00</updated><title type='text'>that is the question.</title><content type='html'>i don't expect anything much in this life time. i want to leave this world so much ... as quietly as i can. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;but i can't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have a million and one obligations. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have a million and two people to answer to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate this feeling. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything is breaking into a million little pieces and i can't do anything to sew them back together.&lt;/span&gt; cause they can't be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have always been here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its eating me alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part of it all : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you don't even know when it started&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and you'd never know when it'd end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- in life and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we are alone ; everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5173196648848363590?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5173196648848363590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5173196648848363590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5173196648848363590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5173196648848363590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/03/that-is-question.html' title='that is the question.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5502466889920930813</id><published>2007-02-27T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T09:10:19.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>baffled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i know ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that i can't make you stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but where is your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but where is your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but where is your.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is nothing i can say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to change that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to change that part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so many bright lights to cast a shadow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but can i speak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;is it hard udnerstanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that i am incomplete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a life that is so demanding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i get so weak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness. please listen to ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my chemical romance.&lt;/span&gt; they have a new song called ... 'famour last words'. its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn nice&lt;/span&gt; please. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO GO GO LISTEN TO IT !!!&lt;/span&gt; =)) anyways right ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bye bye to batam.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cause of navy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inefficient and everything. &lt;/span&gt;omfg. i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so damn bloody irritated.&lt;/span&gt; but then again ... i think i should shut up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;before the mp's come after my blog or something along those lines.&lt;/span&gt; i don't know la. whichever ... i have enuff to bother about. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;its driving me nuts.&lt;/span&gt; and i am under pressure. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I SWEAR.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am going to break soon enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh my mother fucking god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;please help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i like it when you call. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5502466889920930813?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5502466889920930813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5502466889920930813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5502466889920930813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5502466889920930813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/baffled.html' title='baffled.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2034043213353407628</id><published>2007-02-26T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:03.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/ReL71e1TIiI/AAAAAAAAADY/z1K3ixHoSEU/s1600-h/P1020213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/ReL71e1TIiI/AAAAAAAAADY/z1K3ixHoSEU/s320/P1020213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035864229581890082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing more i can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;its the 26th.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;its been a month since wayne said good bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't forget that face that he gave me on the table when i was at the vet. i can still recall the phone call i got from mount plesant. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'excuse me , are you miss kaye ??? could you please come down. cause wayne has taken a turn for the worse.'&lt;/span&gt; tears rolled down my cheeks like tomorrow never stood in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was on the table. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all so skinny and wired up with tubes and a breathing mask.&lt;/span&gt; i can't forget that look in his eyes. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when everything in the world fell in front of me , it didn't make much a difference.&lt;/span&gt; he was tearing. if you were there , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you would have seen it yourself.&lt;/span&gt; he was crying too. tear by tear. the nurse was trying to find his nerve , but to no avail. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he was too dehydrated to get anything done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was crying. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xiao ling and wei wei came.&lt;/span&gt; wayne didn't stop trying to make me not cry. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he gave his last burst of energy to tilt his head up to mine , to nudge me.&lt;/span&gt; to try tell me not to cry.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that everything was going to be alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOW CAN EVERYTHING BE ALRIGHT. &lt;/span&gt;when he's obviously dying right before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i miss wayne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- daddy misses you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2034043213353407628?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2034043213353407628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2034043213353407628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2034043213353407628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2034043213353407628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-more.html' title='what more.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/ReL71e1TIiI/AAAAAAAAADY/z1K3ixHoSEU/s72-c/P1020213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-8459769815706651682</id><published>2007-02-24T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T21:06:04.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>说不上为什么.&lt;br /&gt;我变得很主动.&lt;br /&gt;若爱上一个人.&lt;br /&gt;什么都会值得去做.&lt;br /&gt;我想大声宣布对你.&lt;br /&gt;依依不舍连隔壁邻居.&lt;br /&gt;都猜到我现在的感受.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yesterday was one of the best days of my life.&lt;/span&gt; =)) for many many good reasons. banana came over in the afternoon and spent most of the day here. then ... she went off ; &lt;em&gt;i had a good afternoon nappy.&lt;/em&gt; went to watch 'just follow law' with my family. THEN GUESS WHAT !!! &lt;strong&gt;banana came along too !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a plesant surprise i tell you. =)) &lt;strong&gt;couldn't make me any happier i swear.&lt;/strong&gt; and apparently ... &lt;em&gt;my entire family knows.&lt;/em&gt; EXCEPT ME. &lt;strong&gt;how convinient&lt;/strong&gt; !!! but ... who cares. &lt;strong&gt;it makes me even happy now.&lt;/strong&gt; thinking about it. oh man !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to meet &lt;strong&gt;xiao ling and her friends&lt;/strong&gt; after the movie. then ... yeah. went drinking at 95. shit balls. i had like ... &lt;strong&gt;1 lychee martini ; 2 sour apple ; 1 mug of mix ; 2 sex on the beach ; somemore mix here and there.&lt;/strong&gt; like wtf !!! and &lt;em&gt;i wasn't the least bit high.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BANANA CAME DOWN AGAIN !!!&lt;/span&gt; no i am not complaining. i am; i don't know. maybe this is why i say that &lt;strong&gt;yesterday was one of my best days.&lt;/strong&gt; she came down. =)) went for supper and she sent me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what more can i ask for in life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;i am off to bake cupcakes for her !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- if everyday was like that ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'd be the happiest kid on earth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8459769815706651682?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8459769815706651682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8459769815706651682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8459769815706651682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8459769815706651682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3145112739618888013</id><published>2007-02-24T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T02:27:57.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I like where we are,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When we drive, in your car.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like where we are ... Here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause our lips, can touch.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And our cheeks, can brush.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our lips can touch here.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Where you are the one, the one that lies close to me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whisper's "Hello, I've missed you quite terribly".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fell in love, in love with you suddenly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now there's no place else I could be ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But here in your arms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you know when you're in love when ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- your &lt;em&gt;heart skips a beat when you're with the person&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- you long to see the person ; &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- you miss the person so much ;&lt;em&gt; just after 1 second of leaving them&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- you think of the person more then yourself.&lt;br /&gt;- you &lt;em&gt;wonder when &lt;/em&gt;you're going to see the person again.&lt;br /&gt;- you constantly &lt;strong&gt;can't stop&lt;/strong&gt; smsing or calling the person.&lt;br /&gt;- you &lt;em&gt;worry like fuck when the person doesn't reply after some time&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;you go nuts when the person gets upset&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- you are hyper sensitive to the person's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;- you hurt when the other person hurts.&lt;br /&gt;- you &lt;strong&gt;can't stop thinking of us&lt;/strong&gt;. instead of me or you.&lt;br /&gt;- you think &lt;em&gt;'its going to be long and good'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;you do stupid things just to make the other party smile&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- you try things you have never tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so the list goes on. i don't know about you. but i think love is something everyone is searching for but not everyone happens to find it at the right place and / or the right time. &lt;strong&gt;its difficult. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like a match stick. &lt;strong&gt;not every match stick in the box you have will burn till the end&lt;/strong&gt;. some stop half way. &lt;em&gt;some can't even get lighted and in the process&lt;/em&gt; ; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;break.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; even before it getting lighted. some of the match sticks burn brightly then dim a little them burn brightly all over again. some burn dimmly then sloly it gets brighter. &lt;strong&gt;some just don't get lighted at all. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't mean the brand of the match sticks are good ;&lt;strong&gt; the match sticks will light up.&lt;/strong&gt; neither does it mean that , the match stick will be assured that it would &lt;em&gt;burn till the end&lt;/em&gt;. interesting note to all this is that ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;not everything is comfirmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can be some what called pretty blessed. or somewhat &lt;em&gt;'saved' in a very queer manner&lt;/em&gt;. cause , its like ... i don't know how am i going to explain this but ... everytime i see her. &lt;strong&gt;i feel happy. &lt;/strong&gt;not that i am happy that i am with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT only that. but more of ... &lt;em&gt;i don't know&lt;/em&gt;. i know that somehow she will be there when i need her. and that she means what she says&lt;strong&gt; instead of breaking the promises once they are made.&lt;/strong&gt; she gives me that assurance that its real and ... &lt;em&gt;the sense of doubt shouldn't even dawn upon me to begin with. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;maybe she's a good liar.&lt;br /&gt;or ... &lt;em&gt;i am gullible.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but ... i don't think its either one of the options.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a &lt;em&gt;'good' reputation&lt;/em&gt; like mine isn't good when it comes to something serious. &lt;strong&gt;it gets in the way&lt;/strong&gt; ... and well ... &lt;em&gt;its just not good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY BANANA !!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- before the water in the well dries up ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i don't want to miss another boat. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3145112739618888013?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3145112739618888013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3145112739618888013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3145112739618888013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3145112739618888013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-like-where-we-are-when-we-drive-in.html' title=''/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2117750650661238175</id><published>2007-02-22T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T04:51:19.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why does history have to repeat.</title><content type='html'>you know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can still remember the day that i first cried my eyes out so hard for my girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt; not too long ago. around ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 years back ?&lt;/span&gt; or something along those lines. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reason to which : her family found out that she wasn't like normal girls.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she didn't like guys like normal girls did.&lt;/span&gt; she preferred girls.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not as friends. &lt;/span&gt;but of something of a higher level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... i can still remember that day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when i cried so hard.&lt;/span&gt; i didn't know how to stop. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;every single thought of her lead me to more tears after tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its not so hard to imagine.&lt;/span&gt; but yes , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was the first time i cried for someone.&lt;/span&gt; i was on the verge of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;loosing her in a fashion i didn't expect come hit me.&lt;/span&gt; it was my first time. my very first time feeling someone's grip &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;slowly slipping away.&lt;/span&gt; that feeling , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;is horrid.&lt;/span&gt; its &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beyond anything that i had ever experienced or ever will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that feeling till now , for me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its worse then heart break. its worse then breaking up. &lt;/span&gt;its the forcefulness. its the ... unwillingness of both parties who don't want to let go. who still love each other but are being torn apart ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;relationship tested in ways the heart has no say to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i frankly ; hate and abhor that feeling so much ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i try to bury it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resurfaces everytime something of such happens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... just like clock work. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the whole history is repeating itself.&lt;/span&gt; no i am not complaining why i have to be in such shit. but more of ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't think what is happening now is fair for anyone.&lt;/span&gt; i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i don't like my relationship getting tested.&lt;/span&gt; i don't like it. i don't like having to pounce on every single reply. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause you don't know when the next one is going to come.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't like having of thinking of living alone.&lt;/span&gt; no ... i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but , there is nothing i can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- why do we push love away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2117750650661238175?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2117750650661238175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2117750650661238175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2117750650661238175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2117750650661238175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-does-history-have-to-repeat.html' title='why does history have to repeat.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4141921238186579152</id><published>2007-02-22T03:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T03:10:41.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>chee na new year was great. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;full of cock i tell you. &lt;/span&gt;the aunt's telling and asking you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the same thing over and over again.&lt;/span&gt; every single year ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they don't come up with any new questions or anything of that sort.&lt;/span&gt; but they do change one thing. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ONE THING.&lt;/span&gt; their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;colour of make up.&lt;/span&gt; ha ha. that is about it. =))&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i am just joking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chee na new year wasn't that bad. the weather was pretty ... okay. and well ... food was okay. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;money from the sky was the best !!!&lt;/span&gt; woo wee ... and well ... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i still got to spend time with my banana !!!&lt;/span&gt; buah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I MISS EVERYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where are you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- when everything lies in your hands ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you start to wonder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4141921238186579152?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4141921238186579152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4141921238186579152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4141921238186579152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4141921238186579152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7857973941849541509</id><published>2007-02-17T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T06:05:33.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;all those nights that we kissed ,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are the nights that i missed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;holding your hands as your man for sure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we were young but secure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what we had was so pure.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;innocence ever since we spoke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why do we fall in love ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when only love will tear us apart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when there is a start. there is always an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when there is an once ; there is always a twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when there is an occassion ; there will always be more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when there is a coincidence ; there is always a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of the story is that. everything you do ... &lt;strong&gt;there is a cause and effect.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;nothing comes for free. nothing is what it seems to be. &lt;/em&gt;cause everything is about being on a tight rope. balancing is the key to getting it to stay the same. and if you slip , &lt;strong&gt;you pay the consequence&lt;/strong&gt;. in what ever way seems to be appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;example : &lt;em&gt;if i loose a game in poker.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i either loose money or a dare or to drink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing's forever.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy cny everyone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great and happy one.&lt;br /&gt;filled with love and ANG PAOS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- before it disappears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am going to be gone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7857973941849541509?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7857973941849541509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7857973941849541509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7857973941849541509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7857973941849541509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-do-i-care.html' title='what do i care.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7288168933051613199</id><published>2007-02-15T06:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T06:26:24.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh ...</title><content type='html'>oh ... what life brings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i am sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a leaky nose and erm ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its going crazy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my nose refuses to stop its unending rampage on ME !!! &lt;/span&gt;and i am going mad mad mad ... oh man.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; its crazy. and i can't stop it. &lt;/span&gt;its not stopping even when i blow every single thing out of it. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;valentine's day was pretty ... messy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei , ling and nana on v'dae !!! &lt;/span&gt;in the afternoon that is. oh man. i tell you ... its such a v'dae tradition. we sat at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;exact same table &lt;/span&gt;as that of last year's. its so cool. whichever man ... i missed those times. alot. those times &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when we were so damn close and all the nonsense that came along with it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not to mention ... the kbox !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about kbox. we went to party world. =)) 4 hours of singing. and laughing and camera whoring !!! woo wee ... whichever.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i endjoyed myself with them. &lt;/span&gt;ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met the gf after that. we were supposed to go to novus. but then ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DON'T EAT MORE THEN HALF THE STUFF THEY HAVE ON THEIR MENU&lt;/span&gt;. ... TRUST ME. i don't. not like i wanted to be like ... irritating. BUT I DON'T. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;i don't eat pork ; i don't eat foie gras ; i don't eat veal.&lt;/span&gt; so ... we walked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i wasn't informed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ... went to ... chijmes in the end. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saw a couple getting into a fight.&lt;/span&gt; i know we are busy bodies. but then ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its pretty interesting&lt;/span&gt;. this pair of les were out. then this guy just came up to the femme and gave her a v'dae present. cool eh !!!??? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obviously they fought.&lt;/span&gt; heh heh. =)) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so ... interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed to devil's then to zouk. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chris , pui cheng , ade , ryan , pat and many many more were there.&lt;/span&gt; and er ... RYAN !!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she got drunk. &lt;/span&gt;guess who had to look after her. oh man. ... but whichever.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i am just glad that she is safe and everything and not sleeping by the road side&lt;/span&gt; or something along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was a pretty fun night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- green boxers and eggs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7288168933051613199?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7288168933051613199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7288168933051613199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7288168933051613199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7288168933051613199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/oh.html' title='oh ...'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7946873914309356001</id><published>2007-02-13T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:57:59.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>breaking point.</title><content type='html'>no body said it was going to be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its such a shame for us to part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no body said it was easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one ever said it would be this hard.&lt;br /&gt;i'd take it back to the start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just guessing numbers and figures.&lt;br /&gt;pulling the puzzles apart.&lt;br /&gt;question of science.&lt;br /&gt;science in progress.&lt;br /&gt;speaking as loud as my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell me you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;come back and haunt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh what a rush to the start.&lt;br /&gt;running in circles ;&lt;br /&gt;chasing tales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coming back as we are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let the emo king him get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all emo&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AS USUAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i went running. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trust me there are alot of things in my head.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't stop them from flooding my head all so badly.&lt;/span&gt; its irritaing me and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't do anything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for one ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am useless and obviously incompetent of anything emotional.&lt;/span&gt; trust me ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i say i am incompetent don't tell me that i am competent of something so much more that i don't even know about. &lt;/span&gt;really. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't tell me all that crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am on the verge of breaking down very very badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;where is the light man !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can't fucking see it anymore !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. trust me i am very very irritated. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't know why.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;wenny and jenny and denyse !!!&lt;/span&gt; where are you guys ??? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we need to meet up before i go cynical all over again and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die this time around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am going to eat my medicine and sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bye bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chee bais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- its crazy ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i am going to go nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7946873914309356001?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7946873914309356001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7946873914309356001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7946873914309356001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7946873914309356001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/breaking-point.html' title='breaking point.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2547311387485428076</id><published>2007-02-11T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T07:57:21.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the first.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;happy number one !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;its the 12th.&lt;br /&gt;the 12th !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love my banana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toot toot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-  a light shining brighter then before ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your words ever so pure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2547311387485428076?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2547311387485428076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2547311387485428076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2547311387485428076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2547311387485428076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-first.html' title='its the first.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3502263205598595132</id><published>2007-02-11T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:03.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>between the fine lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rc8Ki08UmII/AAAAAAAAADM/yedHL3pxJXw/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rc8Ki08UmII/AAAAAAAAADM/yedHL3pxJXw/s320/DSC00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030250902239615106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our very first pic. =)) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my banana and the monkey !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now that its all said and done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't believe that you are the one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to build me up and tear me down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like an old abandoned house.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you said when you left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;j&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ust left me cold and out of breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell a those ways too deep.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i let you get the best of me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ... i never saw it coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;i should have saw it running.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a long long time ago.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never thought i doubt you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought i would be better without you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more then you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more then you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more then you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its irritating.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i didn't get my maths paper one properly done again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt; its irritating the fuck out of me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can't take it.&lt;/span&gt; i can't !!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh my fucking mother fucking cunting christ. &lt;/span&gt;i got a D7. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have to retake the whole fucking exam AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt; this year. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its going to be my last chance&lt;/span&gt;. ... and i sure as hell hate to even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this is so fucking irritating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't put it into words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week starting from tomorrow.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; its going to be a roller coaster ride.&lt;/span&gt; monday ... which is tomorrow. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;will be the last week of school for me.&lt;/span&gt; then there is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my first anniversary.&lt;/span&gt; OBVIOUSLY I CAN'T WAIT FOR IT. then ... tuesday i got to help my grams clean the house and floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;valentine's day.&lt;/span&gt; thursday ... i have no idea ; just yet. friday ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;seems like i have to go down to chee na town , go tanning with my sister and watch matthew at his little concert in school. &lt;/span&gt;saturday will be ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reunion dinner. &lt;/span&gt;sunday would be chee na new year already. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;another year.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;another chance at redemption.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to god be the glory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i need all the help and redemption i can possibly get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma's not helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- i wonder ;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i'd turn out if not for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3502263205598595132?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3502263205598595132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3502263205598595132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3502263205598595132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3502263205598595132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/between-fine-lines.html' title='between the fine lines.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/Rc8Ki08UmII/AAAAAAAAADM/yedHL3pxJXw/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-696900136021880022</id><published>2007-02-07T17:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:25:52.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNIVERSARY !!!</title><content type='html'>buah ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY ANNIVERSARY TO WEI WEI !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy 2nd year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;after so long ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;we're still so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;whoever said changing of class would cause us to drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wee ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaaye\.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- talk about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friends are important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-696900136021880022?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/696900136021880022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=696900136021880022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;em&gt;i can't put into words properly on how it really is.&lt;/em&gt; let's put this in for starters. &lt;strong&gt;i have 3 issues;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;in my not so bright brain. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 - my friends ; they don't seem very supportive in my relationship. or at least it seems like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 - my family ; i rather not talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3 - someone / thing else. its going to eat me out soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember vaguely the day that i told myself ... &lt;strong&gt;'patience kaye ; in time to come ... you'd get someone. just like every other happy soul there is on earth'.&lt;/strong&gt; sure enough , patience made its way and &lt;strong&gt;WALA ... i got someone.&lt;/strong&gt; its wierd that i actually got someone this nice. just when i thought the world was filled with only ... &lt;em&gt;souls that shouldn't exist&lt;/em&gt; , since they are so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family ... &lt;strong&gt;i rather not talk about it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone. this someone or something. &lt;strong&gt;ITS GOING TO KILL ME !!!&lt;/strong&gt; argh. ask and i will tell. bloody hell ... argh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- what is the world to do when everything ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;turns grey.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4954682230013055543?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4954682230013055543/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-8299782484884753945</id><published>2007-02-06T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:52:44.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>supermassive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nothing's ever the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always remember ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing will ever be the same once its once. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everything changes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything can't stand stagnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember kaye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everything changes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- so what now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8299782484884753945?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8299782484884753945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8299782484884753945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8299782484884753945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8299782484884753945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/supermassive.html' title='supermassive.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-3056638800744071034</id><published>2007-02-05T19:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T19:08:37.254-08:00</updated><title type='text'>need you so.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is nothing in this world i can do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;until you're back here baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss you ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are you thinking of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;caus ei am thinking fo you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i wonder ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;are you ever coing back into my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel wierd.&lt;br /&gt;there are something&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i can't let go off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they affect me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all so much.&lt;br /&gt;then i am left wondering ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WHY BOTHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- rain rain go away ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're the only thing i can ever do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-3056638800744071034?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/3056638800744071034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=3056638800744071034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3056638800744071034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/3056638800744071034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/need-you-so.html' title='need you so.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-297881649064370476</id><published>2007-02-04T22:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T18:38:04.651-08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's lunchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbOQvPUBUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tuAd5XuR0PU/s1600-h/DSC00218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbOQvPUBUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tuAd5XuR0PU/s320/DSC00218.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027932820959659330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place we went to.&lt;br /&gt;some jap ; western thingy.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbOQ_PUBVI/AAAAAAAAACY/6bLPfBy_5ok/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbOQ_PUBVI/AAAAAAAAACY/6bLPfBy_5ok/s320/DSC00221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027932825254626642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling and her eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbORPPUBWI/AAAAAAAAACg/qPuw8ZV6AHw/s1600-h/DSC00223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbORPPUBWI/AAAAAAAAACg/qPuw8ZV6AHw/s320/DSC00223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027932829549593954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wei wei and her pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbORPPUBXI/AAAAAAAAACo/-MBGJw9hl4A/s1600-h/DSC00222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbORPPUBXI/AAAAAAAAACo/-MBGJw9hl4A/s320/DSC00222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027932829549593970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and my cow.&lt;br /&gt;PS - its so small la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbORPPUBYI/AAAAAAAAACw/21v21RC3evg/s1600-h/DSC00220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbORPPUBYI/AAAAAAAAACw/21v21RC3evg/s320/DSC00220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027932829549593986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the key's uber nice please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VALENTINE'S LUNCHY !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with girlfriends ; wei and ling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to this japanese ; western thingy at like bugis. and like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its uberly nice.&lt;/span&gt; cause the ambience is uber nice. and like the food is in huge portions. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUESS WHO'S THE ONE EATING MOST OF EVERYTHING. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;expect for pork that is.&lt;/span&gt; =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... and not to mention right ... we went shopping. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lingy had gotten 2 tops. i got something for silly gf. and wei ... i can't remember what she bought. &lt;/span&gt;BLOODY HELL I NEED TO GO FIND PANTS FOR CHEE NA NEW YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I MISS WEI ; DEE AND STUPID JING JONG !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- into what you deem right ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but into everything you see wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-297881649064370476?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/297881649064370476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=297881649064370476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/297881649064370476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/297881649064370476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines-lunchy.html' title='valentine&apos;s lunchy'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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/_buX1k2SJnuQ/RcbOQvPUBUI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tuAd5XuR0PU/s72-c/DSC00218.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-2778640740410899418</id><published>2007-02-04T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T02:13:20.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'>walk the line.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;because you are mine ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i walk the line.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i find it very very easy to be true.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i find myself alone , &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when each day is through.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beause you are mine ;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i walk the line.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the night is dark and the day is light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i keep you warm both day and night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those eyes that never shed a tear. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;its not like you would know how much terror i am living with.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its become my soulmate. &lt;em&gt;its become something i can't live without and i can't live with.&lt;/em&gt; its come to a point where by &lt;strong&gt;i think i give up.&lt;/strong&gt; i don't like arguing. &lt;em&gt;i don't like being in this state. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes you think that :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to cut myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to have to stop myself from doing things.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to see people cry for me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to take pills to stay sane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to smoke.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to drink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to make people worry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to stay like this.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to go to my shrink.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to go into one of my many crazy fits.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- i like to go insane.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- i like to be 'like this'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i like to be like this. &lt;em&gt;which part of me is so difficult to understand.&lt;/em&gt; am i doing everything wrong. &lt;strong&gt;am i doing everything all so wrong that you can't even bare to turn your eyes on me.&lt;/strong&gt; that one look at me would hit you so bad&lt;em&gt; that you would die&lt;/em&gt; , for even trying to do so. &lt;em&gt;i don't understand it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;is it so hard to make it a point to say hi and everything else. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its so hard to be alive and not be wanted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;correction : wanted by your own father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in this little fight &lt;em&gt;since i was young&lt;/em&gt;. what people don't understand ; behind all my smiles and everything my family 'so -called' gives ... &lt;em&gt;do they know the tears and the cries that line each and every smile and laughter.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt; ; relationship problems &lt;strong&gt;are not&lt;/strong&gt; the worst that can happen to one's life. &lt;strong&gt;ITS FAMILY PROBLEMS.&lt;/strong&gt; everything you do ; everything you see ; everything that you thought you knew ; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everything is just but a mere lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one can even come close to thinking and feeling what i am feeling and thinking now&lt;/strong&gt;. cause no one would be able to understand. i have to keep sane for the sake of &lt;em&gt;those who i hold close to my heart. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mother asked me ; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'why do you treat your friends and you take them more seriously than that of your own family'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have but one answer ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'when i needed anyone to hold me before i fall down ; where you there??'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- enough of this world ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;laughing behind my back ,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and grinding there teeth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2778640740410899418?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2778640740410899418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2778640740410899418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2778640740410899418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2778640740410899418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/02/walk-line.html' title='walk the line.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-1948123281670171987</id><published>2007-01-31T22:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T22:33:20.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>unfair judgement.</title><content type='html'>something's been happening at starbucks. yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the one at harbour.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;politics are taking over.&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone is getting out of hand.&lt;/span&gt; everyone is going over each other's head. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;no one's stopping it.&lt;/span&gt; and even if they do , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it doesn't get settled the way it should be. &lt;/span&gt;i don't know if i have the right to say this. but , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people are seeing things in the wrong light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;periodically i would go back to starbucks , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just to poke my head in to see who is working and what nots.&lt;/span&gt; to hear about their lives so that i don't kinda ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'loose touch'. &lt;/span&gt;with those friends that i have made over there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;managers are no more respected. baristas are climbing all over the place.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am not saying ALL.&lt;/span&gt; but i am saying ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a hand full are taking things for granted. &lt;/span&gt;which of course ... is not right &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and everyone shouldn't get this kinda unfair judgement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;people are generally nice. &lt;/span&gt;just don't get into their bad books. but just cause you are in their bad books &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doesn't mean that you'd actually stay there for eternity.&lt;/span&gt; there's always redemption. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make it known that you are worth.&lt;/span&gt; and change their mind set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;she's generally a very nice person. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she doesn't deserve such crap from people. &lt;/span&gt;really she doesn't. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she might be bias.&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she'd treat you nice if you do the same for her&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know that much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sorry doesn't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not the least bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- those smiles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what were they.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1948123281670171987?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1948123281670171987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1948123281670171987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1948123281670171987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1948123281670171987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/unfair-judgement.html' title='unfair judgement.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-1453698793484100683</id><published>2007-01-29T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:36:48.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone.</title><content type='html'>i don't know about you. but for me , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i realise that each and every person in my life has taught me something.&lt;/span&gt; something very important that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;books don't state and lab practical sessions won't give.&lt;/span&gt; each and every single person i know ; major or little has influenced me SOMEHOW. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets start with the basics of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- my very disfunctional family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad ; my mum ; my grand parents ; my sister ; my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;my dad and mum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they are important ; yes.&lt;/span&gt; but then again on another hand. what they taught me was ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;betrayal between you and your loved one is and was 'normal'. &lt;/span&gt;that its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;perfectly fine to do so.&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheating people or conning your own flesh and blood for money was acceptable. &lt;/span&gt;that , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its okay if i squander money over stupid things. &lt;/span&gt;cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;somehow i can&lt;/span&gt; get money to cover the bills ; keep the roof over our heads ; put food on our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they taught me , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how ugly the world can be.&lt;/span&gt; with all the 2 faced people. who backstabb you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but they are the exact same people that tell you ; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;they love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;my grandparents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without which , i think that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would have turned out to be a rotten grape even before i was set to grow.&lt;/span&gt; my early years were with my grandparents. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;weekday and week ends on long were spent with them.&lt;/span&gt; like it or not they were always there. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to attend to my little needs or wants to the best of their abilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they taught me manners. they taught me integrity.&lt;/span&gt; they taught me how to protect myself &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;against people like my parents&lt;/span&gt; who might be more brutal out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to smile it off.&lt;/span&gt; to take things with more then just a pinch of salt. to just smile it off. bad or good. smile it off. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a new day will come and it would be better. &lt;/span&gt;she taught me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be positive.&lt;/span&gt; which i haven't really gotten to. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;table manners. how to behave. and to think and not be santa claus to my parents.&lt;/span&gt; something small &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might be small&lt;/span&gt; , but it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might be worth more then just that&lt;/span&gt;. to put family first , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;morals and ethics held firm no matter what problems we might face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;secondly ; the family i choose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stc ; ting tong's ; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;wenny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught me to make sure what i was doing had its worth. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in gold or what so ever.&lt;/span&gt; she taught me to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MORE responsible ; rationale ; resistive. &lt;/span&gt;cause i am a twit. she taught me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to be strong&lt;/span&gt; when ever the going gets tough. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that friends stick by each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;denyse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life is not a bed of roses. but who says we have to live by that. &lt;/span&gt;rules are meant to be broken. she also taught me to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;spend wisely.&lt;/span&gt; and to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAVE MONEY !!!&lt;/span&gt; cause i know ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jenny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught me how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not to be affected by things around you.&lt;/span&gt; let things go and most probably &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they will suffice and work out fine.&lt;/span&gt; somehow. they always will. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to be happy go lucky and everything will fall into place.&lt;/span&gt; FOR SURE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ling and wei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... these 2 were there when &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i first cried so damn badly in class. when wayne passed. when ... well ... when everything happened.&lt;/span&gt; ungalm and all. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they were there.&lt;/span&gt; these 2 made me realise &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that friends are as important as life in itself.&lt;/span&gt; that friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can be trusted.&lt;/span&gt; that i can count on them in case of anything that might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that only through understanding the problem and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hitting our heads on brick walls&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;knowing the pain&lt;/span&gt; would we understand what we can and what we cannot do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;esther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she taught me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW TO BE AUNTY&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;how to always think of the kids that see you as everything that you think you are not. &lt;/span&gt;that ... when i go running. i can meet her and gossip and end up crying or what so ever , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and feel better.&lt;/span&gt; that gossiping can really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;heal people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everyone has taught me something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone who's important in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- to the things we never understand ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is there the need. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1453698793484100683?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1453698793484100683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=1453698793484100683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1453698793484100683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/1453698793484100683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/everyone.html' title='everyone.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-6886251433330784754</id><published>2007-01-27T22:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T22:39:22.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog.</title><content type='html'>so ... yes.&lt;strong&gt; i am sick&lt;/strong&gt;. rather ... &lt;em&gt;i was sick&lt;/em&gt;. which is &lt;strong&gt;utterly irritating.&lt;/strong&gt; i have gastric ; stomach flu and fever. cool bananas eh !? &lt;strong&gt;fuck getting sick.&lt;/strong&gt; it feels like crap and it makes you want to sleep and never wake up. after eating the medicine &lt;em&gt;you feel like you are on cloud nine&lt;/em&gt;. which would then in turn &lt;em&gt;make you feel like you want to fuck every single person&lt;/em&gt; alive in front of you. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IMAGINE THAT !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate being sick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whichever it was. &lt;strong&gt;i actually kinda thank god i got a girlfriend.&lt;/strong&gt; who doubles up as ... &lt;em&gt;my aunty ; my mother ; my grand mother ; my nurse ; my girlfriend ; my gurdian ; my caretaker&lt;/em&gt; ; and the list goes on. &lt;strong&gt;i am so dead serious.&lt;/strong&gt; whichever ... i am not exactly complaining. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to watch sinone's wedding. not bad really. then ... went to spin's. grabbed a drink. went to see the doctor's. who was &lt;em&gt;so bloody rough&lt;/em&gt;.i tell you ... &lt;strong&gt;she was practically stripping me.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I AM NOT INTO SM. &lt;/strong&gt;and she was busy poking my tummy. &lt;em&gt;thanks all so much man&lt;/em&gt;. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to read my papers now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUAH BYE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahbeicheebai's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i am vulgar ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;impulsive and sick.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6886251433330784754?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/6886251433330784754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=6886251433330784754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6886251433330784754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/6886251433330784754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog.html' title='blog.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8608916456512576701</id><published>2007-01-25T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T07:47:16.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond those words you might say.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY B'DAE WENNY !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you&lt;/strong&gt; like no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and you know&lt;strong&gt; i will always be here for you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;rain&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;shine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;summer&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;em&gt;monsoon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd always be here.&lt;br /&gt;3/4 americano and latte.&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my leng loei.&lt;/strong&gt; leng zai loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beyond those very words you might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;underneath your beautiful eyes they stay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comes something &lt;em&gt;so surreal ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the reality sickens the very sight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you wonder ; &lt;em&gt;have you done the right thing&lt;/em&gt;. than on second thoughts , &lt;strong&gt;something reassures that very something.&lt;/strong&gt; then you think ... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'hey , everything is perfect.'&lt;/span&gt; but is it really perfect ? is it really that clean , with all the sharp clean edges and everything that you think you have or actually see. &lt;em&gt;or is it the satin curtain ;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;the one that covers each and everyone of our scars like brand new. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how every single time you think of the person &lt;strong&gt;a smile emerges&lt;/strong&gt; ; &lt;em&gt;but yet something is holding you back.&lt;/em&gt; you don't even know what. &lt;strong&gt;something is missing&lt;/strong&gt; and you don't know what is. something is turning. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BUT YOU DON'T even KNOW.&lt;/span&gt; you don't know. which is what makes &lt;em&gt;everything a little more complicated&lt;/em&gt; with every single step you take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something's missing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know your mood's going crazy.&lt;/em&gt; you wonder what it is. then ... figures that 'hey , fuck it. leave it alone. i think its better if i don't think at all.' which is &lt;strong&gt;HALF RIGHT&lt;/strong&gt;. but ... entirely &lt;em&gt;WRONG.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;its going to mould into something so big&lt;/em&gt; ; you wonder where the fuck it ever started. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PROCRASTINATION WILL GET NOONE ANYWHERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;are you doing the right thing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have you made the right choice.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one has the right to say , yes ; no.&lt;br /&gt;only you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- when you feel empty ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you know you're whole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8608916456512576701?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-1589125524918990137</id><published>2007-01-24T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T06:53:37.165-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pia pia pia.</title><content type='html'>i am left with like&lt;em&gt; 3 weeks before like school ends&lt;/em&gt;. and&lt;strong&gt; i am so fucking can't wait for it.&lt;/strong&gt; oh man. the body muscles are &lt;em&gt;working overdrive&lt;/em&gt; and they are getting &lt;strong&gt;so bloody lazy&lt;/strong&gt; i tell you ... &lt;strong&gt;i am going to class late every single day.&lt;/strong&gt; not that i am very proud of it. or what so ever. i just ... &lt;em&gt;I DON'T KNOW&lt;/em&gt; !!! argh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a fucking drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways ... as i was saying ...&lt;em&gt; i have to freaking hell pia the last few days.&lt;/em&gt; PRESERVERE !!!&lt;br /&gt;ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo. before that. &lt;strong&gt;in the morning i had someone scream into the phone.&lt;/strong&gt; just to wake me up. &lt;em&gt;thankyouveryverymuch.&lt;/em&gt; NEVER MIND. made my arse down to tampiness. then headed to chinatown with her.&lt;strong&gt; HAD DIM SUM !!!&lt;/strong&gt; wee ... and as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the food was not finished&lt;/em&gt;. what is new man !!! headed to vivo. walked around. watched 'the illusionist'. not bad actually. then er ... we got new slippers !!! ha ha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NEW SLIPPERS !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from rip curl. we got &lt;strong&gt;white ones.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed for dinner at this german place. at vivo. not bad. just that ... &lt;strong&gt;everything is so bloody salty.&lt;/strong&gt; beer was good though. headed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we watched &lt;strong&gt;happy feet.&lt;/strong&gt; in the middle ; we were either &lt;em&gt;talking ... taking pics or ... she's just playing with her self and the digital. &lt;/em&gt;oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morale of the story :&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;never give a woman. a digital. you're just asking for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- so when love finally hits ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how do things go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1589125524918990137?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/1589125524918990137/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-961314958997226161</id><published>2007-01-20T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T23:20:35.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do we know. what we see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;question :&lt;/span&gt; do we know what we see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;answer :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;NO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason to which i say this is very very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people don't cherish what they have.&lt;/span&gt; people &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always tend to want something more.&lt;/span&gt; something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'better'.&lt;/span&gt; so as to what they might have claim for. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they always want something 'better'.&lt;/span&gt; realised the inverted commers i am using here. whichever it is right ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people are such.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i bet so are you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just me.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i don't know.&lt;/span&gt; but they don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;think about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you want more money ; a better life ; more freedom ; more friends ; more love ; more ; more more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MORE OF EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt; but why don't we see what we have in front of us. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like ... be contented or something.&lt;/span&gt; like ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why do we always want something more in everything.&lt;/span&gt; or something 'better'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am contented with my life as of now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have friends&lt;/span&gt; ; who are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all jack arses in their own right.&lt;/span&gt; but are my best bet when i need anyone. no matter what the weather might be. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have a gf&lt;/span&gt; ; who's on the same frequency as me. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really think i actually am loving someone.&lt;/span&gt; after such a freaking long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have grand parents&lt;/span&gt; ; who &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fatten me up&lt;/span&gt; like a damn pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have a 'life'&lt;/span&gt; ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;clubbing ; drinking and a good mannered liver. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people should be contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- beyond those lines ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're the one for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-961314958997226161?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-611341779455978635</id><published>2007-01-17T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T05:52:44.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;so we all thought this day would never come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wenny's birthday&lt;/strong&gt; is coming and &lt;em&gt;i am not thinking of even giving her a slacky birthday. &lt;/em&gt;this will be a good birthday party. one that i hope she will &lt;strong&gt;NOT FORGET.&lt;/strong&gt; cause yes. &lt;strong&gt;SHE WILL NOT FORGET.&lt;/strong&gt; and secondly ...&lt;em&gt; i hope&lt;/em&gt; she loves the presents that she is going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude : this is not &lt;strong&gt;JUST ANOTHER BIRTHDAY.&lt;/strong&gt; cause this time ... &lt;strong&gt;KAYE'S IN CHARGE !!!&lt;/strong&gt; which means ... its not something to be very ...&lt;em&gt; slack-ish about.&lt;/em&gt; not like you don't know. &lt;strong&gt;i love this kinda things.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;makes me happy planning.&lt;/em&gt; heh heh. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly ; &lt;strong&gt;whoever knew i would fall back in love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;or even sense its humble innocence again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;just maybe. &lt;em&gt;this one will bear fruit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- with each question came an answer ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can't handle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-611341779455978635?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-1634396064357905134</id><published>2007-01-15T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T08:27:01.897-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh ... we talk about not blogging for a million years.</title><content type='html'>okay ... &lt;strong&gt;its been a million years since i blogged.&lt;/strong&gt; or so it seemed. i am busy. with everyting this fucking world has to order , from messy business to school ... to get drunk ... to getting &lt;strong&gt;actually everything in this world.&lt;/strong&gt; short and sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have a problem today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate people who cannot express themselves in good english &lt;em&gt;for some stupid reason or another&lt;/em&gt; ... i just cannot get that done up and everything. &lt;em&gt;its just so wierd&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;I HATE PEOPLE WHO CANNOT SPEAK ENGLISH&gt; GOOD ENGLISH !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know i cannot expect from people who are retarded or soemthing.&lt;/strong&gt; and by the way i wasn't referring to them. i was referring more to like ... &lt;em&gt;normal human beings&lt;/em&gt;. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shan't argue. or say anything already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm hungry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- to those eyes ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i fall in love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to them ;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i loose my self conscience.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-1634396064357905134?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-6574295937888082411</id><published>2007-01-09T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:34:17.305-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh ... now we say 'this.'.</title><content type='html'>okay ... so now we say ...&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'this'&lt;/span&gt;. i have been pretty much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keeping very calm&lt;/span&gt; about things i know that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;should not be kept calm about&lt;/span&gt;. because of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; yada - yada.&lt;/span&gt; but then the thing here is that ... what if this thing is being put on a plate and given to you with of course nothing but the best service that money can buy.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or so you think la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than what are you supposed to get done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you don't have any obligation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i don't even know !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love wenny for saying the obligation thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in in deep soup and i jolly well know it.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; so much for being a swinger.&lt;/span&gt; oh man. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am supposed to be good in this kinda situations !!!&lt;/span&gt; god damned it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;school rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only cause of my ting tong girls and my classmates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I HATE SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my micro and circuit facs are worse then kopitiam uncles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;GOD DAMNED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I GIVE UP !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- the things i want to get done ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they are very far away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from reality and so on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-6574295937888082411?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19566440.post-7913166119643171345</id><published>2007-01-06T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T21:55:16.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'>besides the point.</title><content type='html'>think think think.&lt;br /&gt;what to blog. what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am awake 30 mins before normal time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;damn mother ; came waking me up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so that i can head to like city hall with her. &lt;/span&gt;oh man. damn it. i hate it. oh ... not to mention ,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; I HAD A WIERD DREAM. &lt;/span&gt;a damn wierd one. with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wierd characters&lt;/span&gt; and all. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i ever mentioned that the only fairy tale that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have never finished seeing ; or reading till this date&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'alice in wonderland'.&lt;/span&gt; can you believe it ? i have not finished reading or watching that show. cause ... i feel its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FREAKY !&lt;/span&gt;!! damn it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its scary.&lt;/span&gt; you get like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mad hatter and then a disappearing cat ? &lt;/span&gt;i think that's enuff to show you my stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buah bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- my heros ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the ones that clean the streets of hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7913166119643171345?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7913166119643171345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7913166119643171345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7913166119643171345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7913166119643171345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/besides-point.html' title='besides the point.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-5067007761804649255</id><published>2007-01-05T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T23:38:45.071-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man. oh man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;你的嘴角微微上翘.&lt;br /&gt;性感地无可救药想象不到如此心跳.&lt;br /&gt;你的一切都想要.&lt;br /&gt;预兆气氛微妙.&lt;br /&gt;因为爱你我挣倒.&lt;br /&gt;预兆气氛微妙.&lt;br /&gt;因为爱你我挣倒.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's weather's perfect for the beach. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but i rather stay in doors&lt;/span&gt;. i just got up at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'holiday' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;timing of like ... 1400hrs.&lt;/span&gt; =)) woo wee ... come to think about it right ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is alot of things i have not been saying.&lt;/span&gt; not that i don't want to ... but i rather not to. well ... whichever it is. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the problems have not been settled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should just keep quiet and see how everything falls right in front of my face. or ... should i help. cause whenever i want to help ... it turns against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;DEE &amp; WENNY.&lt;br /&gt;DON'T OVER DRAMATIZE THIS.&lt;br /&gt;JENNY AND I LOVE YOU GUYS. - ALOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hurts us &lt;/span&gt;to see you guys like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has come a point where by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; jenny and i have got no idea what the fuck is going on anymore.&lt;/span&gt; cause things are either &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;too complicated or too simple to understand. &lt;/span&gt;to add on the the whole entire ball game ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;elton has not spoken a word.&lt;/span&gt; rather ... she is some what involved too. right ? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so why is she spared from this little thing we call 'chaos'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone has problems ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a matter of how we settle them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its just a matter of how we do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is taking a turn.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for the worst or for the best.&lt;/span&gt; i don't know. cause ... CAUSE ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;celene is coming back on the 11th. &lt;/span&gt;that is why. i only have till the 10th to get things settled. and knowing my very very ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lazy and 'fucker-ing' character&lt;/span&gt; , i don't think that i will get it done by then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am too tired&lt;/span&gt; and at the same time ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;too lazy and can't be bothered to get things done up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... we all know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loving is so easy ; but forgetting is so hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so why love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;LING ; NANA ; WEI ; VI. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ling nao hia. ling lao pei come to school for 2 days already still have not even met one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you think ling lao hia don't miss le nang ar ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah bei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PLEASE MEET UP FOR LUNCH BREAK !!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tia diou boh !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- before that daylight drops into nothingness ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want to resurrect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-5067007761804649255?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/5067007761804649255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=5067007761804649255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5067007761804649255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/5067007761804649255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-man-oh-man.html' title='oh man. oh man.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-8041562805839115989</id><published>2007-01-04T03:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T04:05:43.775-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you got me on my knees.</title><content type='html'>so where do i begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its short comings already seen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before it all begins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i see its end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for fear of everything so small ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fragile and breakable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this little thing we call our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;oh people. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let's put it in this very blatant and a little crude manner.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;love is self fish.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it surpasses friendship &lt;/span&gt;; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no matter how strong.&lt;/span&gt; it took down empires. women help build cities ; but bring down empires. ever heard of this phrase ? a woman was all it took to take down troy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a woman named cleopatra was all it took to bring down alexander's greek empire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sure as hell , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would blame the woman to the best of my capabilities.&lt;/span&gt; cause , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that is the only thing i know of.&lt;/span&gt; to think that women are to blame for this love nonsense that causes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your heart to skip 2 beats ; your tummy to go sky high ; your endorphines released like mad shoppers at a sale ; your feet - 2 lefts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its all boils down to this thing we call 'love'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when those hormones in your body react to a certain person. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when they collide with your prevailing brain.&lt;/span&gt; and they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;attack slowly from the back&lt;/span&gt; ; to release those 'love' hormones that make you go crazy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;then wonder why you went crazy the other moment&lt;/span&gt;. its the littlest things that the person does that makes you wonder ; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why the fuck do i even like him / her ?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love make people feel &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'whole' &lt;/span&gt;, something in between those lines ... people feel so good , they don't want to let things go. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its like its platonical. &lt;/span&gt;it HAS to happen. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you LOVEin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you LOVEout.&lt;/span&gt; how they happen is another thing is another thing in total. people either let things be ; let love go ; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hold on to a dying love&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not love at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love as a whole will not be able to suffice.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; it will only be LOVE&lt;/span&gt; ; if and only if ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you manage to get the jist of the whole situation.&lt;/span&gt; where by at the end of the day , no matter how much the person pissed you off ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you forgive and forget the very next minute. &lt;/span&gt;or when you are alone ... images of him / her reply in your mind. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRAME BY FRAME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little treasures of their smile locked deep into your memory banks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are 2 separate matters occuring at this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;both are very very close to home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;one regards the 2 pillars of my life.&lt;br /&gt;the other regards me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the 2 pillars of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what is going to happen. but&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i never want to have to be in the center and HAVE to make a choice between anyone of you. &lt;/span&gt;because , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love you guys so much. &lt;/span&gt;you guys have been there since ... i think i thought. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;from when i fell down , to the times where by i made girls run around my palm at the command of my fingers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys were there for everything ! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;christmas ; new year ; valentine's day ; EVERY OTHER DAY.&lt;/span&gt; this is how much , &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you guys play a part in my life. &lt;/span&gt;it might be nothing that ... i don't quite show it. but ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything about which concerns the both of you. i go soft. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;loving someone is not wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;loving the same person as each other ; IS NOT WRONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; circumstances are very very queer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threading on thin ice ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so you might say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;with regards to ; yours truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ... we all know what kinda person i am. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i change partners like underwear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;treat them like disposables.&lt;/span&gt; and then forget about the whole entire situation in the next split second that comes along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but what if this one ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is not a disposable underwear ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;than what.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- leave me thinking ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;with your heart ranching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-8041562805839115989?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/8041562805839115989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=8041562805839115989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8041562805839115989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/8041562805839115989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-got-me-on-my-knees.html' title='you got me on my knees.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-4141555916244651040</id><published>2007-01-01T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:19:34.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>something important.</title><content type='html'>not like something you might already know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something has been bubbling under&lt;/span&gt;. i have 27 more days left. wait ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26 mroe days left.&lt;/span&gt; till &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;celene&lt;/span&gt; returns. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my neck is on the chopping board.&lt;/span&gt; oh ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i can just feel the chopper.&lt;/span&gt; i swear. to add on to that ... i know. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I KNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HELL HAS NO FURY ;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE A WOMAN WARTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i think i am going to die. &lt;/span&gt;sooner or later. maybe. just ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYBE ... its just me !&lt;/span&gt; why do i always&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; get myself in this kinda shit&lt;/span&gt;. damn it. okay then again ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;contradicting me is going to le things go.&lt;/span&gt; see if they come back. just for this once. i am going to use my brain as in the ... '&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;non existent one&lt;/span&gt;'. yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that one&lt;/span&gt;. in this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little game we all call 'love'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see where it would lead me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for fun or for hate.&lt;br /&gt;for lust or for love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'd all just have to wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;cause ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am going fishing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my diamond troller is coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ... we'd just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wait and see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its free for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- screaming my heart out ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing ever going to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-4141555916244651040?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/4141555916244651040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=4141555916244651040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4141555916244651040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/4141555916244651040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/something-important.html' title='something important.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-295135053670724335</id><published>2007-01-01T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T05:29:07.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy new year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR PEOPLE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a new year. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am filled with some shitty zest in my life.&lt;/span&gt; wondering why actually. maybe cause ... this year. MY EGO IS GETTING BOOSTED BIG TIME. and not to mention , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am not as screwed up as last year's. &lt;/span&gt;and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the medicine is so working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear by them and their miraculous cures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;ON A SIDE NOTE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my new year resolutions. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 of them&lt;/span&gt; to be exact. but ... i know. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my friends will say i am only wasting my time trying to even think about them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. stop spending so much money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. stop drinking so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. stop smoking so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. live life as it is ; with or without 'someone'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh heh. i know. sounds stupid and all. but ... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i really want to get them done.&lt;/span&gt; enough with the playing. seriously. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am so tired.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its actually scaring me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;happy new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may this year be better than last year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistakes and wounds healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;more of everything good for everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[just the right amount.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- after this life time ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in the face of christ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;would i say that i have done everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i could. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-295135053670724335?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/295135053670724335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=295135053670724335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/295135053670724335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/295135053670724335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-year.html' title='happy new year.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-7758411022699430401</id><published>2006-12-29T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T07:38:59.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping = depression go away.</title><content type='html'>i have come up with an equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if i can say so myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;shopping = worries flying away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a vest from G2000 and ahat from zara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dee&lt;/span&gt; got a top from zara and a jacket from pull and bear.&lt;br /&gt;[a tux cut jacket. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKING NICE.&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jenny&lt;/span&gt; got a lumberjack thingy from zara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; did her shopping in hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;and she got us all the same harrods bag !!!&lt;br /&gt;with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuff hanging on 'em. &lt;/span&gt;so cute ...&lt;br /&gt;heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;didn't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;won't cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;neither will dee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in hope.&lt;br /&gt;what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beatrice&lt;/span&gt; says might suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'there is always sunshine after the rain'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;belief i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- shopping is such good therapy ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and it is not a SIN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-7758411022699430401?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/7758411022699430401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=7758411022699430401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7758411022699430401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/7758411022699430401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping-depression-go-away.html' title='shopping = depression go away.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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-19566440.post-2761240521600174877</id><published>2006-12-28T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T23:09:13.275-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fragile.</title><content type='html'>菊花灿烂地烧.&lt;br /&gt;你的笑容已泛黄.&lt;br /&gt;花落人断肠我心事静静躺.&lt;br /&gt;被风乱也微摇.&lt;br /&gt;你的影子剪不断.&lt;br /&gt;独留我孤单在湖面神伤.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you have read my previous entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i don't know what i am up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;resist the urge to reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to that sms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;to that call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to everything that this particular person has sent ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or called me for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no it is not the incubus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason to which : &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the playing is too close to home. &lt;/span&gt;and i know &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what it feels like&lt;/span&gt; to be on the other end of the spectrum. where by , your spouse is playing on you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you're wearing the green hat.&lt;/span&gt; if you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i have grown up.&lt;/span&gt; in some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sick ; wierd and queer manner.&lt;/span&gt; but yes. i am sick and tired &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;of all these little playing games.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so what if i really do like her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she's taken and my hands should stay off her.&lt;/span&gt; for she is taken. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this conversation between morals and ethics will go on forever.&lt;/span&gt; the debating of morals and ethics&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; have not stopped&lt;/span&gt; since socrates and plato's time ; so why would it now. right ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh people. my eyes were set were set on her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the first time when they were laid on her.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;there is something about her&lt;/span&gt; i can't quite express. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its this aura she brings out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;she's different&lt;/span&gt; from anyone i've met. her intelligence level is pretty much towards the 'high' side. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;her standard of english is what i call ; my kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt; words flow out of her mouth. they don't come out. they flow out. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there is a difference. she walks the same way as i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we all know what that strut means.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the similarity scares me. in short , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;she does things that i would want in a girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;real potential one. &lt;/span&gt;but ; i know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;she is taken.&lt;/span&gt; my hands should stay off. even though she does state that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'things are dfferent'&lt;/span&gt; between her other half and her.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; its still some what wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that an sms from her just arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so hail my tempatations for i will reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nothing more then to assure ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nothing more will take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in hope.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaaye\.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- the nonsese of life ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the essence of being. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19566440-2761240521600174877?l=bananasandeggs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/feeds/2761240521600174877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19566440&amp;postID=2761240521600174877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2761240521600174877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19566440/posts/default/2761240521600174877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananasandeggs.blogspot.com/2006/12/fragile.html' title='fragile.'/><author><name>-pensive'</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14821882007195584105</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>
