<?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-6244280</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:27:41.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabetsu</title><subtitle type='html'>Forgotten, but never forgiven.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>139</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-1777823134555205787</id><published>2008-06-01T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:22:56.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>An eye for an eye makes the world go blind;revenge's a stick that pokes out your own eye.Before you go and do what you will,Think it through and through, don't let it be a waste of a mind.Revenge, as they say, is so very sweet.I'd say, I don't give a shit.A waste of my precious time be it;I have better things to do, like having a good sleep.Pieces of time gone by go past my eyes,tears swell up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/1777823134555205787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/1777823134555205787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2008/06/eye-for-eye-makes-world-go-blind.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-4866994991296065826</id><published>2007-07-14T05:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T06:04:56.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There you are still, can this still be called love?I wonder.Lacking arms, upon wings of a Falcon I soar, hardly landing.Arms that would hold you and promise youLove, and hope of better timesBut only having talons that would rend and tearI wish you could see, high up why I flyI'm watching over you.I wish that you would never run to anotherBut he has the arms, and I could never figure out why.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/4866994991296065826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/4866994991296065826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2007/07/there-you-are-still-can-this-still-be.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-1096878957745889237</id><published>2007-02-16T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:44:32.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ChrissyA girl who can steal my world, this ChrissyI've never met anyone quite like herIntelligent, nice and pretty, witty too, that it's such a pity -that I've never met herMany nights I've chatted with herOn MSN, on the phone; never in personShe brightens up my cold, lonely nightsUpbeat and lively, she's like chilli-padiNever have I met a girl who can hold her own;Might be that she's a debaterNo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/1096878957745889237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/1096878957745889237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2007/02/chrissy-girl-who-can-steal-my-world.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-115315174175340372</id><published>2006-07-17T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>She was there waiting for a long timeWaiting for the boy who became a manOh, how she longed just to be with himEven just for a minute by his sideTo breathe in his scent and hold his handAnd rest her head on his shouldersFriends tell her she's just wasting her timeAnd she wants so badly just to love him againBut she's slowly losing her patienceHe sits at his void deck smokingEnjoying the peace and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/115315174175340372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/115315174175340372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/07/she-was-there-waiting-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-115315135685573289</id><published>2006-07-17T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:31.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alone by the road sat a boy who looked like a manWeary he looked under the moon's glowSmoking a cigarette he glances around at passers-byHe's waiting for her to comeAnd come she does in the arms of anotherIt's the same every nightWhen he arrives and sits at his spot by the roadWaiting for her, hoping to see her aloneMinutes pass like days and he's burnt outMore and more aged he looks in the pale </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/115315135685573289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/115315135685573289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/07/alone-by-road-sat-boy-who-looked-like.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114287272656021051</id><published>2006-03-21T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Judgement passed by unseen handsCut me with an angel's breathOn wings of blood I fly to the means of an endReap the harvest of a victim's criesIn the darkness out of the lightBless me with the leaf of the RowanCleanse me with the green dragon's fireLight is falling, the night is callingHorrors outside whisper my nameTears inside calm me downPraise to my father in the darkBlessed by the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114287272656021051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114287272656021051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/03/judgement-passed-by-unseen-hands-cut.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114287183193411955</id><published>2006-03-20T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wake me up for another dayI cannot wait to savour your painTo steal your soul in my quest for lifePassing down my righteous lawI'll seal you in a fate worse than hellSate my hunger, feed my angerCure my thirst for living fuelSlice your neck, feel the rushLet me drink from your fount of lifeAnd fill my corpse with the gift of sacrifice</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114287183193411955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114287183193411955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/03/wake-me-up-for-another-day-i-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114280050002327202</id><published>2006-03-20T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alone she stands on the tallest of peaksThough she moves not at allFar and wide is her gaze, and all she seesHer body rigid for eons pastIn her hands is a simple wooden boxWhat's contained within, no one knowsAll she waits is for fate's call to open it once againAnd now is the timeHer hand slowly opens the coverShe sighs in satisfaction once againA cry is heard in the air as an ill wind blows all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114280050002327202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114280050002327202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/03/alone-she-stands-on-tallest-of-peaks.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114159416302418139</id><published>2006-03-06T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A leaf floats down from the treeShades of yellow and green with sunlight shining throughLife ebbs from its veins through to the skies aboveCrickets chirp and the wind blowsLife that sprung forth now returnsIt gives, yet takes much moreBless me with the leaf that falls off the treeFulfill my wishes and cleanse my sorrowsHear my prayers and calls for justiceRewards to those who to me were fairSmote</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114159416302418139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114159416302418139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/03/leaf-floats-down-from-tree-shades-of.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114115746560674650</id><published>2006-03-01T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thoughts of you fly everywhereLike leaves off a tree you swirl around meMemories so old yet dearAre just empty without you by my sideI want to hold you closeMy heart it yearns to be openedBy the key which you holdFor you to enter into and make your homeDon't leave me with dreamsMake me yours and love me trueThough love never diesTime waits for no one</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114115746560674650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114115746560674650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/03/thoughts-of-you-fly-everywhere-like.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114079695789285636</id><published>2006-02-24T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Watching your back as you walk awayAn invisible fist it clenches my heartA pain so numbing I feel so faintRemembering that you said that you'd wait for meWas that all a lie?In my memories there you'll always beMy thoughts and dreamsYou're my everythingWith the stars shining down as your shadow fadesI wish on the falling star that I'll never seeFor you to be safeFor you to be freeFor you to be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114079695789285636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114079695789285636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/02/watching-your-back-as-you-walk-away.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114064440542466937</id><published>2006-02-23T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:30.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The skies gradually fade to blackAs time passes slowly byFor a young couple standing on the beachLooking at the stars just starting to shineOn the dark canvass of the night skyHand in hand, not a word is saidDeep feelings of love that are mutualNeed no words or action to describeThere's no need for kissingIt's only an action of assuranceThat's too overrated and mostly falseLove that's true needs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114064440542466937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114064440542466937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/02/skies-gradually-fade-to-black-as-time.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114064282008483149</id><published>2006-02-23T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking all around me at things near and farSoaking it all in, not uttering a wordEverything and everyone seems the sameYet they're ever changing, evolvingIt seems too fast to hold onTo grasp and wallow in the momentPeople say "stop and smell the roses"Yet contradict all they've saidSlowing for a second, but picking up the pace in the nextNever resting again till the stress hurts so badBut slow </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114064282008483149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114064282008483149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/02/looking-all-around-me-at-things-near.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-114012568513110164</id><published>2006-02-17T05:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A life forsakenGrim is my taleNo joy there might beNor hope to grasp ontoLonely roads I wanderThough there are signs in abundanceNo directions do they offerAs I make my way throughThe paths unknownWeary are my feetThat haven't known restSince I was 13Moving slowly alongMy body achesThirsting and hungryI want to stopBut rest I will not findThe eternal slumber I craveTill through salvation I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114012568513110164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/114012568513110164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2006/02/life-forsaken-grim-is-my-tale-no-joy.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-113555465074771920</id><published>2005-12-26T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Voices in the night whisper to meReminding me of what once was trueShrugging it all off I turn my backHeading back down the path I've chosenAll regrets left behind meLove vanishes where I treadThough there's sorrow in the airI've forsaken all that I've ever held dearIt's dark all aroundYet nothing do I fearThe darkness I hold dearMelting into it I disappear</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113555465074771920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113555465074771920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/12/voices-in-night-whisper-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-113374306476918421</id><published>2005-12-05T08:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I once knew a girl who was quite plainBut she wasn't an ordinary JaneShe had a mouth that would pierce your heartSarcasm was first nature to herCynism the secondYet she had the biggest heartThat would have a role in many partsWhich you would never seeIf you never looked deep enoughPast the thin, invisible and menacing shieldOf caustic words she wieldsShe could be nicerOf which no one doubtsBut </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113374306476918421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113374306476918421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-once-knew-girl-who-was-quite-plain.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-113374114170718309</id><published>2005-12-05T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Monday morning and I'm feeling the bluesI don't know why I wake up so earlyJust to spend a boring day in school(Is this considered a haiku? LoL...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113374114170718309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113374114170718309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/12/monday-morning-and-im-feeling-blues-i.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-113374099765718508</id><published>2005-12-05T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's raining this December morningSky overcast in greyish-blueSuch great weather to sleep inIt's so coolBut I don't know why I wasted itBy coming to school</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113374099765718508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/113374099765718508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/12/its-raining-this-december-morning-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-112473312399383294</id><published>2005-08-23T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:29.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For Linette, who's feeling down:A girl so sweet with a smile so brightAlways ready to light up someone's lifeBut deep within, though no one can seeLies deep sorrow, there depression hidesBut strong she is, in heart and mindUnlike no other, in darkness she shinesGather your courage, raise your callLet no words, nor weapons, cause your fallLive a happy life like never beforeBut pray lighten your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/112473312399383294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/112473312399383294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/08/for-linette-whos-feeling-down-girl-so.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-112083982372394245</id><published>2005-07-09T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Surrounded by lies, and broken insideFor once I saw the truthIt could, from me, no longer hideBroken and weary, sickened withinI face off with the truthBut left with no desire to fight"This be a losing battle!"My heart cries out insideFor once the past is pastWe should pay it no regard</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/112083982372394245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/112083982372394245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/07/surrounded-by-lies-and-broken-inside.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-112083813670414848</id><published>2005-07-08T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passing the old playgroundWhere we used to gaze at starsI didn't know what to do or feelExcept that I longed to be with youSadness welled up deep withinSmothering my beingI wanted to hold you but all I could doWas sit on a bench and think of youThe touch of your handThe smell of your hairThe swell of your breastsAll linger in my mindHow I longed for youTo be with youIs something you will never </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/112083813670414848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/112083813670414848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/07/passing-old-playground-where-we-used.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-111833819189346626</id><published>2005-06-10T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One new poem up. That's the one below... Just too lazy now to actually put more up. Also... I'm too tired... Having no inspiration. Maybe I should move on to a whole new level and start insulting Singapore's education system in my poems. Or find some other unsuspecting victim. Until then. Ciao.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111833819189346626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111833819189346626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/06/one-new-poem-up.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-111833799024077296</id><published>2005-06-10T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've spent life searchingFor that someone specialThe one with the keyTo open the door to my heartAnd I almost gave upThe search that seemed in vainThat no one so perfect existedUntil I met youAt first you were unsureYou said I was jokingYou called me blindFor why would one such as IFall in love with an imperfect girlBut as time passed you came to seeThat your eternal beauty withinEclipsed any </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111833799024077296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111833799024077296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/06/ive-spent-life-searching-for-that.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-111280525086331282</id><published>2005-04-07T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First light of dawn, light my dayDon't let me go astray, from my chosen wayI've left that sad life, so far awayMy back turned on a cold, dark roadTowards a worthy existanceNow 19 years of age, not a teen, barely an adultFighting hard for a future, but nothing's guaranteedI pray that, God willing, soon there'll be celebration, not mourningAs night breaks into day, and a new dawn awaits.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111280525086331282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111280525086331282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-light-of-dawn-light-my-day-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-111123512076446423</id><published>2005-03-19T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I lay my head down on my pillow, whilst silently thinking of herThe one who brightened up my life with caring and kind wordsAnd I wonder, if who I am to youIs like what a flute is like to it's loving ownerWho desires to be one with the instrument he playsLearning for a lifetime to bring harmony to the music he createsBut as I lie on my lonely bed and darkness surroundsI silently yearn for her </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111123512076446423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111123512076446423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-lay-my-head-down-on-my-pillow-whilst.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-111005276204837589</id><published>2005-03-06T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I wish for a timeWhen i didn't have to dreamTo have the things i want to haveTo be the person i want to beBut if that wish was grantedAnd life was good and simpleThen women would be easily understoodAnd i wouldn't be hereOn the internet everydayPutting on these random bullshits of mine</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111005276204837589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/111005276204837589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-wish-for-time-when-i-didnt-have-to.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110407533962262390</id><published>2004-12-26T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've already written so many new poems... just haven had the time to go type them and post them on my blog. sad... major tests in 4 weeks!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110407533962262390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110407533962262390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/ive-already-written-so-many-new-poems.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110312611445100740</id><published>2004-12-15T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:28.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A season for joy and giving arrivesAnd the sounds of festivities aboundHope for company and happinessEscapes my life as reality unfoldsWith no friends around to shareThis time of love and warmthLoneliness abounds hereIn my world of sorrow and painThe light it escapes meAs darkness envelopes my life againAlone I traverse this path of lifeThat I cannot leaveSo much so that I wonderIs </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110312611445100740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110312611445100740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/season-for-joy-and-giving-arrives-and.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110312459756992121</id><published>2004-12-15T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:27.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The day you saidThose words so cruelIn my mind they stayedThrough the day it mocks meAt night it haunts meEchoing through and throughAnd it breaks my worldEach time I hearThe words that cutMy fragile heart deep</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110312459756992121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110312459756992121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/day-you-said-those-words-so-cruel-in.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110303942261040719</id><published>2004-12-14T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:27.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LoveA word so hard to understandA feeling that is hard to suppressSo hard to ignoreSomething hard to explainThat happened deep inside my heartFrom the moment I first saw youYou caught my eyeAnd your image was seared into my mindSo much so that I cannot forget youNo matter how hard I tryNo matter how much you doubted my worthI still love youAnd though my world will come to passThere </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110303942261040719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110303942261040719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/love-word-so-hard-to-understand.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110303848129615238</id><published>2004-12-14T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:27.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(The following poem was actually written for this girl that I like and was supposed to be private and not blogged. But then... I guess it's not possible between us now that she's got so many new guys in her life. So this is it...)When you are near I'm in a dazeYou just take my breath awayEvery single night and dayYou will never fade awayIn my mind you'll always stayPlease believe me when I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110303848129615238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110303848129615238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/following-poem-was-actually-written.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110226692697709801</id><published>2004-12-06T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:27.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>life starts anewevery single second of every dayand for every birth there is a deatha cycle that doesn't stopwhich replaces someone oldwith someone newbut not everyone who dies is oldi wonder when it will bewhen will it be my turnand who will take my placei think it will be soonbut it will be a boon...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110226692697709801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110226692697709801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/life-starts-anew-every-single-second.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110210172189151788</id><published>2004-12-04T03:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:26.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There she stands right before meFramed by the diamonds in the skyShe makes her way towards meI cannot help but noticeHer mesmerizing eyes that captures my soulAnd her warm smile that melts my heartThere's no one else aroundIt's just her and me here nowAnd as I take her warm, soft handI know that she's the one for meAnd not just a pretty faceWhich you see on the streetsShe'll always be</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210172189151788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210172189151788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/there-she-stands-right-before-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110210131165618081</id><published>2004-12-04T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:26.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dawn breaks, and I open my eyesI look around and listen in silenceThere's nobody hereEveryone's gonefamily and friends, neighbours and allAll vanished, gone without a traceWhy did they leave meWhere did they all goLeaving me all aloneJust as it gets boringI hear a shrill soundAnd open my eyesTo the start of a brand new day*I was just lying in bed, bored and stuff... when i thought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210131165618081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210131165618081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/dawn-breaks-and-i-open-my-eyes-i-look.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110210100780752212</id><published>2004-12-04T03:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:26.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I saw you looking at meI thought it was interestBut it was not meant to beLove struck one partyUnfortunately it was meAnd my love for you grewAnd you didn't knowThat through your painI was there by your sideHolding you upNever letting you fallAnd the moment he comes backWith that sorry look on his faceYou go running to his sideNever once looking backNot so much as a glanceTo the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210100780752212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210100780752212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-saw-you-looking-at-me-i-thought-it.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110210050778225093</id><published>2004-12-04T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:26.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Through the mirror I saw youThe one true self that you hardly showI've seen the tears that you've criedAnd the wounds that you've bornedAll emotions and thoughts bottled up insideJust to live a lie of faux happinessWould you open up your heart to meTo let me live deep insideI ask from the bottom of my heartI want to share your pain and hurtTo be the one who'll be there for youEverytime</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210050778225093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110210050778225093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/through-mirror-i-saw-you-one-true-self.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110209982399865163</id><published>2004-12-04T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:26.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a girlHer smile makes me swirlMy heart beats fasterMy pulse it quickensAs she draws nearI look on with envyAs she pays no attention to meBut looks at other boysI know she's not interested in meBut my heart will not wanderMy feelings for her are trueStronger it getsAs each day goes by and I lamentWhy won't she notice the potentialFor me to be her one true loveMaybe she's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110209982399865163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110209982399865163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/theres-girl-her-smile-makes-me-swirl.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110209905297661954</id><published>2004-12-04T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:26.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A sorrowful sigh escapes my lipsAnd your image appearsFramed in my mindI start recallingAbout the days gone byOf the times we spent togetherThe happiness we once sharedBut then u suddenly leftMe standing aloneWith memories so dearThat I wish you were hereThe distance drawn nearAnd if there is somethingYou want me to changeDo give me a chance toDon't leave me in solitudeCome back </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110209905297661954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110209905297661954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/12/sorrowful-sigh-escapes-my-lips-and.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110139792429541657</id><published>2004-11-25T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Through the mirrow I saw youThe one true self that you hardly showI've seen the tears that you've criedAnd the wounds you've sufferedAll emotions and thoughts bottled up insideJust to live a lieWould you open your heart to meLet me live insideThis is all I askI want to share your pain and hurtTo be the one who'd be there for youEverytime you fall and cryI'd wipe away your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110139792429541657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110139792429541657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/11/through-mirrow-i-saw-you-one-true-self.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110139722967737607</id><published>2004-11-25T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a girlHer smile makes me swirlIt makes my heart beats fasterAnd my pulse quickenAs she draws nearI look on with envyAs she pays no attention to meBut looks at other guysI know she doesn't like meBut I don't careMy feelings for her are trueAnd stronger it getsAs each day goes by I wonderWhy won't she won't notice my potentialTo be her one true guyMaybe she's shyBut I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110139722967737607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110139722967737607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/11/theres-girl-her-smile-makes-me-swirl.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110139642572676468</id><published>2004-11-25T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A sorrowful sigh escapes my lipsAnd your image appearsFramed in my mindI start recallingThe days gone byOf times we speant togetherThe Happiness we once sharedBut you suddenly leftMe standing aloneWith memories so dearI wish you were hereThe distance drawn nearAnd if there is somethingYou want me to changeDo give me a chance toDon't leave me in solitudeCome back in</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110139642572676468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110139642572676468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/11/sorrowful-sigh-escapes-my-lips-and.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110028109862745429</id><published>2004-11-13T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tears leave my eyesstreaming down my face in little trailssadness tears my heart,which cries out in anguishand i ponderthe way that i have chosenthoughts that i possessand things i have saidwhy should i bear these thoughtsof a love so distant?and should i follow my aching heartwhich could great friendshipwhich we know existsor continue to hurt in silenceas my heart </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110028109862745429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110028109862745429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/11/tears-leave-my-eyes-streaming-down-my.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110003415476244706</id><published>2004-11-10T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>tired. in a very bad mood. jian min called me to go out. i dun wan. charles called me. said tt they were all cycling. went to meet them at the coffee shop nxt to hotel 81 in balestier. found out they weren't cycling. got even more pissed off. charles's gonna get it from me when i see him again. one punch is not enuf. the end.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110003415476244706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110003415476244706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/11/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-110002539482446628</id><published>2004-11-10T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>not realli in a good mood now... all tt optimism i have fades once... i get into a bad mood... realli tiring. it's only abt 6 mths since i've knew u. not tt long, neither is it short. it was off to a good start, nothing much, but at least there was something established. i may seem quiet at times, i might not look you in the eye, coz i'm juz shy. i dun normally look girls in the eye, coz yeah. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110002539482446628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/110002539482446628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/11/not-realli-in-good-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109921397826307109</id><published>2004-10-31T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>raindrops patter against my windowthe night is coldand my mind is heavyas your words meant in jest fills me with sorrow and hurtwhat i once felt for youit no longer existspictures of you in my mindthey slowly evaporatei want you out of my lifebecause you never apologisedBut can i?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109921397826307109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109921397826307109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/raindrops-patter-against-my-window.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109882890159318238</id><published>2004-10-27T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haix... monday nite... went to ralph's hse. drank abt 100ml of jack daniel's... and abt 400ml of beer. and beer and hard liquor's not supposed to be mixed. subsequently got pushed into the jacuzzi. came out all wet and cold. mo'fos... and then started shivering and all. started talking nonsense... and sms-sing alot of things that i didn't actually wana say. esp to pearl. i wasn't the only one. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109882890159318238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109882890159318238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/haix.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109830670576852112</id><published>2004-10-21T05:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:25.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Standing alone in the pouring rainWith raindrops keeping me companyFor no love I feelMy life it killsAs the days go bySlowly, but surely....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109830670576852112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109830670576852112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/standing-alone-in-pouring-rain-with.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109822417525381177</id><published>2004-10-20T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>too long i've walked this lonely roada solitary figure flanked by darknessas the cold bites through my clothesi turn around and in the dark i seethat the path i've taken here seems like foreverand the road ahead seems to stretch for eternitythrough it all i've longedfor the times we once spent togetherholding hands with hugs in abundanceas if a new day would never dawn for us</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109822417525381177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109822417525381177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/too-long-ive-walked-this-lonely-road.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109752311344369340</id><published>2004-10-12T03:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>something stinks in my room. of what i do not know. but it smells like something died in here -.-"</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109752311344369340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109752311344369340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/something-stinks-in-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109735049189345265</id><published>2004-10-10T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dun even noe why i'm still going to amkmc even though i'm feeling like some little kid tt pple always make use of tto do something. sick of it. i'm way ignored unless someone has something for me to do. so sickening. i tink the only frens in church now are moi bros justin and jianmin. both start with j and be such jerkoffs at times. but tts wad i love them for. at least they treat me like a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109735049189345265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109735049189345265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-dun-even-noe-why-im-still-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109727355475571086</id><published>2004-10-09T06:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i swear i'm right pissed now. tt mo'fo moses who's messing with esta's blog is really starting to get on my nerves. if i find out who he is, i'm really gonna go haf a good talk with him on how to behave towards girls and not act like he's such a big f**k sexist and all. he's prolly a nerd hiding behind a computer screen jerking off to pictures of sailor moon doing tt "oh-so-act-cute" salute of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109727355475571086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109727355475571086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-swear-im-right-pissed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109708757249311033</id><published>2004-10-07T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>looking through the mirror of my lifeas time passes byvivid glimpses of memoriesfloat by my slowly closing eyesas i think of youbefore the last breath i takeand suddenly i realisethat you meant more to methan i could ever comprehendbut alas!all is lostand you'll never be by my side ever again</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109708757249311033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109708757249311033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/looking-through-mirror-of-my-life-as.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109699881872316000</id><published>2004-10-06T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing begets nothingand anger cannot bring happinessyou always had a thing to sayabout my life and my waysthat you never considered what i had to sayalways believing that you were rightwhen you were wrongand that things you said would bring definite changeto the path i've taken in my lifebut once againyou said something wrongand now the new route i'm planning to buildto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109699881872316000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109699881872316000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/nothing-begets-nothing-and-anger.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109699816041428185</id><published>2004-10-06T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my thoughts flow endlesslydreams it unfoldsbut there's no one beside meto share these moments of joywhere once happiness aboundednow lies filled with sorrowmeaningless are my dayswithout you i wonder in a dazesearching for memories lostwithout a tracei try again to embracethe grace of love you brought to my life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109699816041428185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109699816041428185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/my-thoughts-flow-endlessly-dreams-it.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109699778611673747</id><published>2004-10-06T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz... having no mood... no inspiration or motivation to do anything. it's like my life's hanging in a state of limbo. mom's been nagging me abt my smoking amongst other stuff. and tt f**ker bryan's not helping things much with all tt oil he's been adding to the fire. sometimes he should juz stfu and stop making comments like its damn cool to do so. he should grow up and learn tt pple will like </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109699778611673747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109699778611673747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109638796896380529</id><published>2004-09-28T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dead to the worldno solace I findmy mind wonders in sorrowbut no answer will it findthoughts swirl in turmoilbeneath a seemingly calm facadeimprisoned by timeand sentenced for lifemy soul cries outfor freedom so easily boundand until the key to my heart is foundhere i shall toiltill you unlock my binds</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109638796896380529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109638796896380529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/dead-to-world-no-solace-i-find-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109638637277105199</id><published>2004-09-28T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:24.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mind cannot comprehend, the feelings in turmoilmy feelings for one, and for anotherboth in my heart, which cannot be sharedlove unquenched, ends in sorrowfriendships broken, true friends losta choice i will have to makemay end with bitter costthat which was sent with love, may return with sorrowwhat is left to be seen, counts on the morrow</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109638637277105199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109638637277105199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/my-mind-cannot-comprehend-feelings-in.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109630141039086301</id><published>2004-09-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's a place called sorrow's endwhere the forgotten make their way toand memories gatherdrawn by cries of lonely soulsseeking the company of the livingand comforted by the presence of the newly departedin death do they rejoicefree of the aimless pursuits of lifebut unable to reach the home of eternityand thus wondering the earthreaching out with invisible hands to grasp</summary><link rel='edit' 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and aft tt sign my team under a group and name, we were given E3, but then i went for karate and didn't go for the talk. so someone else signed under E3. and we were put down as D4. so there was alot of confusion the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109595421031686422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109595421031686422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/first-things-first.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109578411087892928</id><published>2004-09-22T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>standing in a field, all alonegazing at the passing clouds backed by a bright blue skyas the tall grass sways gently with the breezethe subtle beauty of all i beholdcannot compare to the lovely vision that is youand once again i lamentfor having let you gowhen you were the one who opened my eyesto the beauty of my life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578411087892928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578411087892928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/standing-in-field-all-alone-gazing-at.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109578348687624615</id><published>2004-09-22T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>silently i wonder, about you and meas the days grow oldi wonder about who i am to youmy place in your heartam i to you what you are to me?winter comes, and my body grows coldbut as you appear in my lonely mindmy heart warmswith thoughs of your gentle, loving touch caressing my pale skini wish you were here by my sideas my eyelids grow heavyand my vision blursin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578348687624615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578348687624615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/silently-i-wonder-about-you-and-me-as.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109578270903574218</id><published>2004-09-21T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i lay my head down on my pillow, whilst silently thinking of youthe one who brightened up my life with caring and kind wordsi wonder, if who i am to youis like what a flute is to its loving owneran instrument to lovingly play and become one withlearning for a lifetime to bring harmony to music he playsbut, as i lie,i silently yearn for your touch of grace in my lifeto </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578270903574218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578270903574218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/i-lay-my-head-down-on-my-pillow-whilst.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109578116274067684</id><published>2004-09-21T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i've been thinking of her... i tink it's time i moved on. should i? or should i not? been waiting for a chance to bare my heart to her, but time has dragged on far too long, and ii grow weary from my wait for her a levels to end. am i being too impatient, is my fragile heart's passion wavering at the sight of the multitude of girls in ngee ann poly? well, i only go for certain types of girls, and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578116274067684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109578116274067684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/ive-been-thinking-of-her.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109560859044593778</id><published>2004-09-19T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arghz!!! going  bonkers! been comparing girls with ******* alot! am i going crazy? a girl, "do i look better with my hair tied up or let down?" my reply? "oh, u look better with ur hair tied up becoz ******* ties her hair up" -.-" ARGHZ!!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109560859044593778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109560859044593778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/arghz-going-bonkers-been-comparing.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109560161479890261</id><published>2004-09-19T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nothing much been going on around me. i'm feeling stagnant, like the water that breeds mosquitos that suck our blood. wait! kinda like wad i do, leech off others. lol. juz damn bored. can't study. no mood. haf to start soon. exams coming in october... i need someone to study with me. i want her to study with me. behind her block, at the study corner, with no one to disturb us. i would jump at the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109560161479890261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109560161479890261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/nothing-much-been-going-on-around-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109517775948688532</id><published>2004-09-15T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today, at block 73, some gay guy made a pass at me. i mean, like, wtf! he winked at me. and i was like... so friggin shocked. my frens started to tease me abt it. and i dun wana elaborate further.other than tt, its official. i hate volleyball to the core now. dun ask me why. even though she likes vball, i'm not gonna like it coz she likes it. fuck vball. its ruining my life. and becoz of it, i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109517775948688532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109517775948688532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/today-at-block-73-some-gay-guy-made.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109500355721392054</id><published>2004-09-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:23.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why should life be so cruel to me? is it becoz of the decisions i make? or is it juz the fact that i'm overly considerate to the feelings of others? i can't seem to stop wanting t help others without finding the solution to all my problems. maybe i'm juz hiding behind a huge facade that screams "I'M FINE" to all who care to ask. kinda not how i wanted my life to be.why do you keep away from me?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109500355721392054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109500355721392054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/why-should-life-be-so-cruel-to-me-is.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109448535459658912</id><published>2004-09-06T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehz... another day, another gripe... skipped DEL lecture today. went to the bank and then home to get my bicycle to cycle to kebun baru cc. it was friggin raining. enjoyed it though. qte fun, except tt i removed my mud guard and the rain kept flying into my face and onto the back of my shirt. F**K... why the hell did i remove my mud guard in the first place? sianz.badminton sukked today... had</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109448535459658912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109448535459658912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/hehz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109424400084556897</id><published>2004-09-04T04:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>another hardcore friday for me... shiz.. still feeling the effects of sleeping only 6hrs the previous week. went sch for oral com in the morning feeling so fatigued...then went for iac... dunno why, but it seems like my iac lecturer has a soft spot for me. of all the pple in class, she only jokes and talks in a manner which only long-time frens do. ewww... and she muz be like 30++... i'm freaking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109424400084556897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109424400084556897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/09/another-hardcore-friday-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109375949254980724</id><published>2004-08-29T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been so long since i went church on sunday. the atmosphere is so different from that of cell group. people form up in their cliques on sundays...and they dun bother to talk to anyone, unless they're from their own clique or there's something they need to ask u to do. its so fucked up. wish things weren't this way. already my cell group's already so fragmented, with little cliques here and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109375949254980724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109375949254980724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/its-been-so-long-since-i-went-church.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109373618832246548</id><published>2004-08-29T07:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel like crap... had about 6 hrs sleep this whole exam week. n i haven had any sleep since friday morning...well... saturday... end of common test... went to my granma's hse... cut my hair too. well... i'm blogging this at 7.22 on a sunday morning without 2 nites of sleep. bear with me. saturday nite went to meet jm at piazza (beside ps) to chill. caught the arse - nor match too. arse won 4-1.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109373618832246548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109373618832246548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/feel-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109342548678441865</id><published>2004-08-25T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'vebeen studying real hard... so hard. and it's really hard for me to adapt to this new life of mine. never studied from pri 2 until sec 4... and now i haf to start... so tough for me... haiz...math paper was yesterday.. i tink i'm gonna fail pretty badly. the paper wasn't tough. its juz the fact that the paper was all about a math, which i didn't take in sec sch. and also the fact that i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109342548678441865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109342548678441865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/ivebeen-studying-real-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109294941822022094</id><published>2004-08-20T05:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz... supposed to be study break... but i've only studied like 3 hrs this week... wednesday nite supposed to be studying with daniel.. in the end we eneded up playing cs and gunbound. hahaha... at least met up with daniel. haven seen him in like 6mths. sianz. whn i meet him up to study, we either sit down and chill, watch vcds or play game and discuss politics (becoz daniel realli detests the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109294941822022094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109294941822022094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109243393252586525</id><published>2004-08-14T05:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>firstly b4 i go into details, i wana thank GOD for the blessing, mercies and healing He has given me. THANK YOU FATHER!well, early friday morning i had only 3 hrs sleep... then woke up at 6am to go to school for oral comm. then after tt i went home for lunch. had lor mai kai, noodles and biscuits. hehz. then at 1pm, i left on my bicycle for school for pe... i was sick tho. thank God for friends</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109243393252586525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109243393252586525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/firstly-b4-i-go-into-details-i-wana.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109215286091020972</id><published>2004-08-10T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well. i'm mentally unsound. depression seems to be the order of the day for me. somehow i tink its related to my smoking habit. should realli stop this f**king bad habt. can't seem though... no one's realli supporting me... esp her.. she said she would... well...then again, i haven been obvious in anything. its juz tt people make wild guesses and then ask me abt it, then presume that wad they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109215286091020972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109215286091020972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/well_10.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109198486613874544</id><published>2004-08-09T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well... i've been better. still having flu. having headaches on and off, and my nose's been dripping like a tap. wish people were more concerned abt me. seems like no one's asking abt my well being at all. like i'm non-existant until i juz pop out and say hi to them. *sighz* no one said life was easy, but it shouldn't be that people go all out to mke it hard for you.well.. guess the secret </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109198486613874544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109198486613874544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/08/well.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109102596517258354</id><published>2004-07-28T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:22.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>why care so much about LIFE when there's the AFTERLIFE? hehz. sometimes the thoughts about death and all seem so appealing to me.  sometimes i wish i were dead... so there'd be no more sorrows or depression for me. however... then i think about me loved ones, and i start thinking about all the fun they'd have without me around. so yeah, i guess i'm sticking around for a while more to make life as</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109102596517258354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109102596517258354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/why-care-so-much-about-life-when.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109077206464087526</id><published>2004-07-26T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>to put my feeling into actions and speech would be really difficult for me. for me, to put what i feel into writing is the easiest. this blog i keep is the best outlet for all the negative and positive feelings that i just want to let out, but can't through words or actions. *sigh*been feeling really down these past few days. not really showing how i feel to those around me. i feel as if i've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109077206464087526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109077206464087526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/to-put-my-feeling-into-actions-and.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109051878109203946</id><published>2004-07-23T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yoz... recently got a job. hehz. part time model. din realise tt it was so troublesome to go past the interview. first i had to go do a photoshoot... to do my portfolio. wah $288 lehz... expensive sia... but luckily got jianmin there. he lent me the money. at least jianmin is a nice guy. he's a great fren who supported me all the way through the thing. he made me feel more comfortable with the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109051878109203946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109051878109203946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109016716128359454</id><published>2004-07-19T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sianz... dunno which pao toh kia saboh me tell "her" i like her. sianz. wtf. life muz go on though. hehz. i shall not be overwhelmed by this sense of loss! haha.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109016716128359454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109016716128359454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-109008396895288105</id><published>2004-07-18T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>friday was good for me. after volleyball i went with weijun and jeremy to the bukit timah market to eat. jeremy brought his sister along to join us LOL. hahaha... i tink now he wun dare to brig her to sch liaoz. this is an inside joke so not many pple will get it. then after tt i went to check out karate. it was damn fun. there's this realli cute girl from plmgss lol. she's cute. realli cute. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109008396895288105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/109008396895288105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/friday-was-good-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108982054695847567</id><published>2004-07-14T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hi!!!! siaoz... say hi to who? lol... so sianz. haha. discovered that i've become more extroverted since i started classes in ngee ann. lol. haha, its like i've made more friends (even though my course is mostly math and i hate math, actually i loath math but WTF can i do abt it? lol). in the first week, i already knew like half the class. now, the third week, its like the whole class has bonded </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108982054695847567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108982054695847567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/hi-siaoz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108973208996441421</id><published>2004-07-13T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LoL. Lessons have been damn funny so far. esp those with male lecturers. hahaha. can joke and joke and joke whole day. lucky i still got study. and i hope that today's math and lan cabling and networking(LCN) test i can pass. LOL. haha. well... i shuld change my lifestyle soon. hehz. my current lifestyle will kill me if i dun stop it.its like my biological clock has gone bonkers. wake up for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108973208996441421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108973208996441421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108921795523667141</id><published>2004-07-07T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz, feel like i'm drifting further and further apart from the yf pple. dun really tink anyone remembers me anymore, unless they see my face in church. which sux, coz i've been there and know the peepz there longer than those who still remember me even though i've known them for a few years. haha... so ironic coz christians are supposed to care for and keep fellow brothers and sisters in Christ </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108921795523667141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108921795523667141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/haiz-feel-like-im-drifting-further-and.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108913149594735537</id><published>2004-07-07T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well it sucks. today aft sch went cycling with ralph and isaac. kooichi n kenji actually came along too, but left like aft 45mins to go home to eat dinner. lol they really mummy's boys sia. haha. so ralph, iz and i cycled aorund the ang mo kio and bishan area b4 sitting down at lionel koh's void deck to talk n chill. then lionel came down. and so i started saying i was gonna quit smoking... then </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108913149594735537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108913149594735537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/well-it-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108903671035178040</id><published>2004-07-05T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>school sucks. electrical engineering sucks. at least i made some new friends, so my 3 years isn't gonna be a waste of my time. i pray tt i'll learn something useful during my time in ngee ann and not waste my life, juz like when i was in catholic high. yupz. hehz. pray tt i'll be able to get good results for my exams so that i'll be able to go to university nxt time. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108903671035178040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108903671035178040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/07/school-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108858260719630250</id><published>2004-06-30T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:21.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz.... now in school... yesterday tried to blog, but damn power failure cut off all power and i couldn't use my laptop coz no batt. well... school is damn sian... i'm having a really important module taught to me by an old retard who hasn't taught in like 5 years. wtf?????? and his actions are realli comical. he doesn't even noe how to use a laptop and talks in a realli funny way. lol hehz... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108858260719630250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108858260719630250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/06/haiz_30.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108841975197731505</id><published>2004-06-28T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I muz say. bintan's nirwana resorts is a really lousy place to hold a church camp. the staff there are friendly and the beach and swimming pool are ok, but the service is lousy and the stuff there expensive. imagine waiting like 4 hours to get a room. and then having sub standard food being served in the restaurant. i wished they held it at desaru instead. the resort there is much nicer and the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108841975197731505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108841975197731505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-muz-say.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108791157217959641</id><published>2004-06-22T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>haiz... lost my hp yesterday. so sianz. hp gone... now gota save up to buy another one. so sad... not much money to go buy another one straightaway. so infuriating. how the heck did it drop outta my pocket anyway? wtf... guess i gotta go without a hp for a week or so now... sianz.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108791157217959641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108791157217959641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/06/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108758771703295421</id><published>2004-06-19T03:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>arghz.... bored as hell coz no one tags my blog sia... kaoz... hahaha... but no worries there. juz bored. hehz... juz collected my laptop on wednesday 16 june. after uz 8 hrs with my laptop, i got bored of it. I WANT THE FERRARI LAPTOP!!! but well... i kinda find a laptop so troublesome... even though its portable, its like u gotta carry a charger around... sianz... besides, i rather use my home </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108758771703295421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108758771703295421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/06/arghz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108731583995821853</id><published>2004-06-15T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been qte a while since i've blogged. but well, been pretty exciting for me these past few days. went cycling for almost a week in a row. well, also went fishing at lower pierce too, on different days. the 4th time i went to pierce reservoir to fish, cleverly using nets this time, lionel, ralph and i caught 4 nice sized "soon hocks" or marbled goby. then next time lionel and ralph went alone, they</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108731583995821853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108731583995821853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/06/been-qte-while-since-ive-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108585406414934855</id><published>2004-05-30T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>weird things have been happening to me as of late.... its really freaky...last wednesday morning abt 1am while walking back from jalan kayu, i saw this really big white bird atop the playground in the park opp amk national library... i juz walked faster to a brighter area... near some blocks of flats... aft tt nite i began hearing weird stuff late at nite and seeing fleeting glimpses of "things" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108585406414934855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108585406414934855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/weird-things-have-been-happening-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108556516551453536</id><published>2004-05-26T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>been havin a bad week... its so screwed up. i've got a twim brother who's so f**ked up. kaoz... its like last nite around 12am (tues) there's no bus, i'm outside and i've got no money. call him ask him to help me pay for cab fare when i reach home. he says he got no money. oh yeah. he keeps changing his damn story all the time. like one time its he got no money, nxt is he doesn't wana withdraw </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108556516551453536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108556516551453536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/been-havin-bad-week.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108538659557864604</id><published>2004-05-24T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wassup ladies? lol :D last saturday was such an unlucky day for me. first my rear bike tyre punctured on saturday nite, then later when i took my bro's bike out to cycle. i lit a cigg in the lift, then at the ground floor got out to meet ralph. knn... it was damn suay. din realise my dad was talking to ralph at the lobby. with the cigg hanging out the corner of my mouth i exited, to see my pissed</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108538659557864604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108538659557864604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/wassup-ladies-lol-d-last-saturday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108523790891035708</id><published>2004-05-22T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wah kaoz sianz la.... today supposed to go meet frens sia... but becoz of SOMEONE'S suay mouth ah... now cannot go cycling liaoz... MY BLARDY BACK TYRE PUNCTURE LA KAOZ. 2nd time back tyre puncture in 2 mths. and recently my front tyre punture also abt 1 week ago. now my blardy back tyre puncture again. ah... but also good la.at least now my tyre puncture i also wun go out so much liao... becoz</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108523790891035708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108523790891035708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/wah-kaoz-sianz-la.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108474956807596869</id><published>2004-05-17T07:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:20.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hey yo!!! yeah... juz came back from fishing at pierce reservior. hehz... was damn exciting last nite. i met raphael at 11plus last nite. we went down to lower pierce reservior to fish. first we fished along the water bank. catching no fish coz we realised tt the water there was too shallow, we went to the "jetty", actually a short structure leading out to the deeper parts of the water. there we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108474956807596869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108474956807596869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/hey-yo-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108354668058183626</id><published>2004-05-03T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:19.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yoz... juz came back for cycling the whole nite... and this is gonna be one hella of a long blog entry... I'll go by chapter... like C1, C2, etc, u noe, tt sorta thing...(C1) i went out around 11 plus to meet lionel koh, koochi (kkj), isaac yeo, raphael, and sylvester poh. first stop was to lionel's hse to pass him ciggs then head on to kkj's hse. met syl and kkj first coz lionel, issac n rap </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108354668058183626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108354668058183626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/yoz.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108338084356463270</id><published>2004-05-01T10:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:19.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well... i juz came back from another night of cycling wif my current droup... and OMG... its like the brotherhood is like breaking up. now there's 4 groups... 1) My group - cyclists ( lionel, kooichi, isaac, raphael and me), 2) daniel's group 3) andre's - soccer, 4) eleuther's group... so sad... realli... well.. the cycling was great. i tink i'm gonna start doing it every friday night. its </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108338084356463270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108338084356463270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/05/well.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108263673282737514</id><published>2004-04-22T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:19.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its quite disturbing, that i haf quite disturbing dreams every nite, eva since i retook my o levels last year. its weird coz last nite my  dream was like... u noe dawn of the dead tt movie? in my dream it was like signs of zombie infestation was imcreasing... so it was like i was supposed to save pple, and we all noe life is of the most importance to us. well... sad to say, the moment i got my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108263673282737514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108263673282737514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-quite-disturbing-that-i-haf-quite.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6244280.post-108239899312044012</id><published>2004-04-20T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:58:19.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel that there's a gap growing btw me and the someof the friends i have in church. its like now i almost no longer interact with them. its sad, that friendships that u build over time, which u thought could be strong enuf to stand the test of time, could disappear in a short time. its juz like there's this guy in church, who called me one of his good frens, and used to bug me the whole time </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108239899312044012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6244280/posts/default/108239899312044012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exiled-in-oblivion.blogspot.com/2004/04/i-feel-that-theres-gap-growing-btw-me.html' title=''/><author><name>legendary_slacker</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
