<?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-3188392381120150610</id><updated>2012-02-16T11:42:12.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>恋をしたから…</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5089504415785486890</id><published>2009-12-31T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:26:03.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a really important year for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entered uni.&lt;br /&gt;Began to be true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Finally shared with my parents, my ambition since form 3&lt;br /&gt;Got new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Changed my outlook&lt;br /&gt;Lived without my parents&lt;br /&gt;Extended my tiny world&lt;br /&gt;walked out of the dark&lt;br /&gt;Leant how sceintific real science actually is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and many more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, happy new year people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5089504415785486890?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5089504415785486890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5089504415785486890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5089504415785486890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5089504415785486890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-really-important-year-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5157237713111526810</id><published>2009-12-26T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T09:15:02.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerdy Eagle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I found out that people actually said I was a nerd and an eagle last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even till now, I was never a person to judge others based on looks.&lt;br /&gt;I refrained myself from discussions denouncing the appearance of others to the level of an animal. Its just something i felt not relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just unfair to ignore the feelings of others like that, by judging them based on the outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But much to my chagrin,&lt;br /&gt;I was also a victim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea&lt;br /&gt;I know I look like a nerd with my thick glasses concealing my small beady eyes and I look like an eagle with my screwed-up eyebrows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not an object for you to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;I mean if its so funny to laugh at my face, look at your own.&lt;br /&gt;I bet it will be funnier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like you who are ugly both in the inside and the outside;&lt;br /&gt;You should just get a mirror and laugh at your own revolting face all day long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was invisible.&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm wrong after all&lt;br /&gt;I still fit in one of those conversations meant to condemn looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how nerdy or eagle-ish I am now.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should compare your own face with mine now, and determine which is nerdier? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me justify my point here&lt;br /&gt;If you were to insult the physical of others, I strongly suggest you look into the mirror before giving any snide remarks&lt;br /&gt;You may not have any feelings, but others do.&lt;br /&gt;So please respect them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;PS : I honestly felt that those who used to diss me are in no position to comment too if I were to judge them physically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5157237713111526810?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5157237713111526810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5157237713111526810' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5157237713111526810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5157237713111526810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/nerdy-eagle.html' title='Nerdy Eagle'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7519651693272139368</id><published>2009-12-23T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T02:56:20.268-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in taiping!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But how come nobody's here?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7519651693272139368?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7519651693272139368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7519651693272139368' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7519651693272139368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7519651693272139368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/home.html' title='Home'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5700170976887190665</id><published>2009-12-11T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T00:57:15.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I decided to take this approach from now onwards after some time contemplating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I feel that as a fellow coursemate, i need to inform you whenever you do something wrong and silly like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I rather be considered the evil one or the one with the so-called bad mouth for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;But I'm really really doing this for your own good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;You will never know you are wrong, unless someone tells you. And I am willing to be the someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;You may develop an animosity towards me, but I rather you do, than I watch you cross over to the bad side like that, and remain silent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;You were so much of a better person last time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Maybe, you dont need to return to who you were, but you should at least change for the better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life is about becoming a becoming a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I feel i dont believe in being who you are and everyone else must accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Of course, that concept is applicable to a certain stage, but it should not be used as an excuse to run away from the truth that there are problems with you attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I am willing to accept your physical and other things that cant be changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;for things that can be changed, and should be changed, I am unwilling to compromise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Please do not use the concept of "I'm just beinf who I am" to run away from&lt;/span&gt; things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5700170976887190665?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5700170976887190665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5700170976887190665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5700170976887190665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5700170976887190665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-decided-to-take-this-approach-from.html' title='MY decision'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3441499520510314750</id><published>2009-12-10T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T18:29:45.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I killed a person</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its reaching the end of semester 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;After spending 2 semesters here, i would say that life gets more interesting day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so many bittersweet memories we shared together =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;such fond memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Despite that, I still cant bring myself to ingnore the bitter moments that clouded them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today i woke up feeling terrible and guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was invovled in a conspiracy against a certain someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone who is often judged unilaterally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone who used to be a great person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone who used to help me regardless of the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But, that person has changed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;His desperation to vye for popularity and seek attention became his undoing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The fact that, there are many other things he did that pissed everyone, booked him a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;one-way ticket to become an outcast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now, he is like a tiny island besieged by us, rough oceans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;he still tries his best to fit in no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;His attitude sickens me, but his perserverance amazes me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The fact that he is human like all of us, shows that he need friends. But everyone, including me are turning our backs against him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then, i question myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why did I opt to exile him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;why couldnt i just accept him for who he is, or just help him change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe i still lack compassion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe i still need to learn how to practise metta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dont know how I can stand being in his shoes; carving a fake smile on his face to hide his sorrow, pretending he is still part of the family despite knowing that he was already disowned, and facing people who refuse to face him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No man is an island. And no man deserves a treatment of that sort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but his sickening attitude is really distasteful, and it annoys me to no end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;this is a post, full of contradictions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My heart tells me to avoid him, but my conscience tells me to befriend him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What should I do now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I really dont know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3441499520510314750?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3441499520510314750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3441499520510314750' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3441499520510314750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3441499520510314750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-killed-person.html' title='I killed a person'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1421512367060392358</id><published>2009-12-08T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T18:45:03.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tolong lah T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who has a car???????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really want to go to Cheras pasar malam next wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its the biggest pasar malam in Malaysia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About 1 km long&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLease!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really need to go.............. T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to eat the taiwan pizzas, penang asam laksa, ice blended honeydew, and so many more there...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1421512367060392358?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1421512367060392358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1421512367060392358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1421512367060392358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1421512367060392358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/tolong-lah-tt.html' title='Tolong lah T.T'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5801861150742635270</id><published>2009-12-08T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T16:48:09.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new moon in 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;2012 was an underated movie for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;For a movie that kept the level of suspense so high throughout 3 hours, and still managed to infuse so many sub-themes and moral values, it should be receiving more publicity than it is already enjoying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Despite being such an emotional and solemn movie, it managed to slip some humor very effectively in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The character development was extraordinarily good for a Hollywood movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Definitely the best movie so far, this year (I'm still reserving judgementns for Avatar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watched it in Midvalley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Till today, the tickets are still being sold at an astonishing speed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;New Moon was utterly dissapointing and way overated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The pace was way too slow for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It didnt appear to be anything like an action-romance movie as it was publicised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;It was just pure romance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;The wolf-figthing scene was a letdown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;And the fact that the wolfs look more cute than aggresive, was really frustrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Watched it in Pavillion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;SO was the movie that bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;About 15 people left their seats in the middle of the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;(nobody leaves their seats in cinemas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chances are, if you are a girl, you might like it, coz of all the romance and shirtless men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;But &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;if you are a boy, I sugggest you think twice before watching it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5801861150742635270?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5801861150742635270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5801861150742635270' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5801861150742635270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5801861150742635270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-moon-in-2012.html' title='A new moon in 2012'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3195412020373775029</id><published>2009-12-01T13:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:09:16.764-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is definitely a boring semester&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3195412020373775029?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3195412020373775029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3195412020373775029' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3195412020373775029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3195412020373775029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-life-now.html' title='my life now'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5865486074237752856</id><published>2009-10-09T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T08:17:34.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going back to taiping for Kathina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5865486074237752856?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5865486074237752856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5865486074237752856' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5865486074237752856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5865486074237752856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-going-back-to-taiping-for-kathina.html' title=''/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4146919841392275664</id><published>2009-09-25T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T00:26:26.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sorry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i realised that i have really turned into a vindictive and bitter person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after the JPA incident, i promised myself that i will never be defeated again and i will always stand up to those who oppose me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These really led to a series of unpleasant events that really changed me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I became a sadistic freak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was consumded by grudge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Fought back at everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I returned hatred in triple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That small incident has really turned me into a beast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I really threw away my human heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was inhumane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you think i'm exaggerating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; think again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last time, if i were to see beggars on the street, i will take out my wallet without hesitation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i will think that, "Why must i give my money to you? why must i help you when nobody helped me when i needed and deserved it?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have became and kiasu and kiasi idiot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hurt people i know on purpose, and i feel happy doing it because i wanted to inflict the pain that was casted upon me, on them, to show them how it made me feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can say what you want about me being a lunatic monster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because i agree with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really hope that i can change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the desire to prove my worthy has conquered me inside out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;even my sister has been complaining how insensitive i have become&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and no matter how i hate that, i have to agree with her&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So now that i realised, i really want to change&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and liberate myself from this silly vortex of spite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4146919841392275664?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4146919841392275664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4146919841392275664' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4146919841392275664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4146919841392275664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m sorry'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5723208438613829963</id><published>2009-08-27T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T11:36:39.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 113 : JPA Scholar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It took quite some time, but they sent me an offer letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, ren is under JPA in Nottingham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5723208438613829963?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5723208438613829963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5723208438613829963' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5723208438613829963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5723208438613829963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-113-jpa-scholar.html' title='song 113 : JPA Scholar'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5613090455447706935</id><published>2009-08-25T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:34:51.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 112 : A new style</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just got my hair cut in malacca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RM34.40!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most expensive hair cut i ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was pleased with the results&lt;br /&gt;so i guess it was worth the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its severely pricy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5613090455447706935?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5613090455447706935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5613090455447706935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5613090455447706935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5613090455447706935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-112-new-style.html' title='song 112 : A new style'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-818375864003817873</id><published>2009-08-18T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:36:32.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 111 : I think</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just realised something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The the Devil's Advocate is an improvision of an episode of jigoku shoujo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-818375864003817873?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/818375864003817873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=818375864003817873' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/818375864003817873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/818375864003817873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-111-i-think.html' title='song 111 : I think'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8644307198919555518</id><published>2009-08-12T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T07:44:04.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 110 : H1N1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;H1N1 is getting more and more serious&lt;br /&gt;and every day, the number of people falling sick in my campus increases,&lt;br /&gt;now i'm wearing a mask to leture everyday&lt;br /&gt;better safe than sorry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8644307198919555518?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8644307198919555518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8644307198919555518' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8644307198919555518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8644307198919555518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-110-h1n1.html' title='song 110 : H1N1'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-948763897882394998</id><published>2009-08-06T02:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T02:54:41.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 109 : Solitude and Sorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the first time i ever felt so lonely and sad in my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and ironically the date today is 6.8.1991&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to go home&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is the first time ever this date came without the presence of my family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i miss them,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my mum, dad, grandma, grandpa, sis and aunt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;these are trivial matters, and its about time i learn how to get it off my head&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-948763897882394998?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/948763897882394998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=948763897882394998' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/948763897882394998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/948763897882394998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-109-solitude-and-sorrow.html' title='Song 109 : Solitude and Sorrow'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2866857098298990197</id><published>2009-08-01T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T00:38:58.749-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 108 : Midnight Melody</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SGI Drama TEam 09' / LMS Representative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;competed in states level today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight melody was awarded Best Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And LMS snatched first place in States&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be representing Perak in National Level!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well done SGI team&lt;br /&gt;I am very very very very proud of all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously hope i could see you guys perform in national level, if my exam date does not clash with your competition date&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time ever st. george represented LMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First time ever St. george represented Perak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2866857098298990197?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2866857098298990197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2866857098298990197' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2866857098298990197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2866857098298990197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/08/song-108-midnight-melody.html' title='song 108 : Midnight Melody'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6363611813211567966</id><published>2009-07-30T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T08:39:24.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 107 : All The Best SGi Drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To our SGI drama members,&lt;br /&gt;good luck in the states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do your best&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for you guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Honor Virtutis Praemium&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6363611813211567966?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6363611813211567966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6363611813211567966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6363611813211567966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6363611813211567966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-107-all-best-sgi-drama.html' title='song 107 : All The Best SGi Drama'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2880227005583610262</id><published>2009-07-27T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:19:57.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 106 : Insensitive article</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;to the journalist who just lost his/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; brain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether or not Yasmin Ahmad was known as zulkilfi or whatever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;we are NOT interested to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;we have not the slightest interest to pry into her dark pasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;so if you are trying to popularise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;your dying and dull newspaper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;by tarnishing the image of others;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;i suggest you stop now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;You are only making a huge fool out of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and gathering more people who will hate you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;you may think this is funny and could give cheap publicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;This is not funny AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;and yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;its CHEAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;nobody will even bother to take a glimpse at your articles in the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2880227005583610262?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2880227005583610262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2880227005583610262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2880227005583610262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2880227005583610262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-106-insensitive-article-and-post.html' title='song 106 : Insensitive article'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3151647367989488235</id><published>2009-07-26T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:03:59.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 105 : Rest In Peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When MJ passed away, i wasnt really sad (at all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now that yasmin ahmad just departed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn sad&lt;br /&gt;I'm now in the comp lab, posting this,&lt;br /&gt;and my eyes are slightly watery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was the best,&lt;br /&gt;honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A star just fell from sky above&lt;br /&gt;wherever it fell i do not know&lt;br /&gt;but  no matter where it crashed&lt;br /&gt;i will always remember its shine till the end of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3151647367989488235?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3151647367989488235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3151647367989488235' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3151647367989488235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3151647367989488235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-105-rest-in-peace.html' title='song 105 : Rest In Peace'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-120103587642227263</id><published>2009-07-15T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:56:50.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 104 : Ren's 4 hours of mild depression</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dear friends and family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are fine in nottingham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm adapting well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had Light, Waves and electrons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised&lt;br /&gt;things are not fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not fine at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i dont know what the bleep was even going on&lt;br /&gt;the feelings are mutual to all my other friends&lt;br /&gt;everyone was whipped into a whirlwind of immense confusion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, i felt so helpless and unintelligent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when class was over,&lt;br /&gt;i fell into a state of mild depression&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some thoughts actually popped in my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was i really meant to be an engineer?&lt;br /&gt;was taking up the course of engineering a wrong choice?&lt;br /&gt;am i really a science person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept falling deeper into the black hole of helplessness&lt;br /&gt;then jacy and kin wai phoned me for dinner&lt;br /&gt;we started talking about our ENOLWA class&lt;br /&gt;and we decided that this is only happening to us because its like our first time doing a physics equation in 9 months&lt;br /&gt;this should be normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus photons are like something alien to us&lt;br /&gt;first time hearing it&lt;br /&gt;i mean, all of us used to have problems doing functions when we first started form 4&lt;br /&gt;but in the end, wallah.&lt;br /&gt;its like the easiest chapter for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i realised that whether I'm suit to be an engineer does not depend on one question.&lt;br /&gt;i'll go forward and move towards my shining star no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we studied together&lt;br /&gt;and we worked it out!&lt;br /&gt;we realised that the only reason we dont know how to solve the problems is that we did not understand the formula and the symbols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tutorial that i thought will be very hard, turns out to kinda easy somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i make judgements too early about the subjects befor i really get to know it&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;from now on&lt;br /&gt;i will try my best to&lt;br /&gt;OPEN MY MIND,&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE I MAKE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-120103587642227263?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/120103587642227263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=120103587642227263' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/120103587642227263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/120103587642227263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-104-rens-4-hours-of-mild.html' title='song 104 : Ren&apos;s 4 hours of mild depression'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4727155969375770990</id><published>2009-07-13T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T07:32:34.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 104 :</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm getting used to my life here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post some pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;HOpefully this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4727155969375770990?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4727155969375770990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4727155969375770990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4727155969375770990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4727155969375770990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-104.html' title='Song 104 :'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-250745117744239238</id><published>2009-07-03T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T05:37:05.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 103 : My drama, Our Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My life is a drama&lt;br /&gt;My world is a stage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my stage has been adorned with numerous breath-taking props, and my drama was illustrated with countless colourful characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, another scene is about to start, and all this will be taken away behind the curtains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the props, all the great actors and actresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of them,&lt;br /&gt;taken away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;one day&lt;br /&gt;i will return to this scene with the same backdrop once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Then&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Thank YOU&lt;br /&gt;For splashing your individual hues on my moving portrait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOM, DAD, Grandma, Grandad, Kuma, Ting Shan, Boon Chin, Weng Chiat, Kok Leong, Jin, Wai Yee, Shok ni, Pei, Yen, Mun Keong, Suresh, Shereen, Kalai, Geet, Azim, Thuan Jee, Dennis, Joshua Anand, Joshua Loke, Siva, Hong Zhen, Sherman, Calvin, Kevin, Chan, Jern Siong, Weili, Sinnu, Amar, Chi Ming,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;For your willingness to act on my stage&lt;br /&gt;Thank You&lt;br /&gt;For making my drama a better story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will meet again&lt;br /&gt;then, we will act in another scene again&lt;br /&gt;all of us&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;like we have done before&lt;br /&gt;and continue the legacy of&lt;br /&gt;OUR STORY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-250745117744239238?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/250745117744239238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=250745117744239238' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/250745117744239238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/250745117744239238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-102-my-drama-our-story.html' title='Song 103 : My drama, Our Story'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4079449944393652874</id><published>2009-07-02T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:46:43.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 102 : The Unhappy Happy Ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I thought things are going to be easy&lt;br /&gt;but its not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could waltz away from my old life like that and live in a whole new world without looking back&lt;br /&gt;I thought wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reluctant lo leave&lt;br /&gt;I dread leaving the drama members&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting the same faces every single day,&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost without them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are more than my juniors,&lt;br /&gt;They are&lt;br /&gt;my friends,&lt;br /&gt;my brothers,&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys&lt;br /&gt;I will never forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4079449944393652874?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4079449944393652874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4079449944393652874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4079449944393652874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4079449944393652874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/07/song-102-unhappy-happy-ending.html' title='Song 102 : The Unhappy Happy Ending'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3688412234067757090</id><published>2009-06-30T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:36:06.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 101 : We are Georgians and proud to be one</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was a long and winding road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of sweat, pain and aggravation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may think that i am exaggerating,&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;if you are a member of SGI Drama Club,&lt;br /&gt;you will understand my statement perfectly well.&lt;br /&gt;In our school, we have minimal guidance from teachers&lt;br /&gt;its usually the hard work of the students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered when we were in form 4.&lt;br /&gt;SGI came up with such a humilating drama because we had no experience at all, and our seniors and teachers refused to help us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we watched and learned from our own mistakes and we analysed the strength of other teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next year, SGI got silver.&lt;br /&gt;It was a long way from consolation prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my SPM, Suresh asked me to start writing a new script.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my inspiration for the new script when someone was talking about vampires when i was watching taiyou no uta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit, xeroderma pigmentosum was an idea i got from that movie by Yui.&lt;br /&gt;But i only took out a small element from the movie&lt;br /&gt;You cant consider that celup-ing&lt;br /&gt;Because i changed the storyline and theme totally&lt;br /&gt;Taiyou No Uta had no vampires in it&lt;br /&gt;and it was a love story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i was really shocked when i heard people saying my story was Celup-ed from Twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twililight and Midnight Melody are two very different stories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing they had in common is that there are vampires in it&lt;br /&gt;and some of the names are the same.&lt;br /&gt;that's all&lt;br /&gt;nothing more than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;before going for my PLKN, i left suresh a note, requesting Azim to be Sally, and Thuan Jee to be Bobby as i created these two characters based on their personalities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew Azim was the perfect one to be a diva&lt;br /&gt;and i got annoyed with thuan jee in the NIE posters 4 rewards but surprisingly, teachers found him adorable&lt;br /&gt;So, i got my inspiration for these two characters from them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After coming back, SU introduced me to the team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su did an excellent job in teaching them how to move and where to position themselves, how to impress the audience and made the props exactly like the sketch i gave to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when it was my turn, I taught them about voice projection, emotions, tone, and discarding their bad habits on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started of as a no play play senior who seems to be deadly serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as time passed by,&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help but to smile and joke around them because it felt like i'm already a part of the family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly but steadily, we brought in more ideas, and music.&lt;br /&gt;it was difficult for them at first, but where there is a will, there is a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we found the way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the whole drama was near perfection, we started counting the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day, Su and I harped on minute details and made it seem like a huge crime to ensure that the team will be perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was the competition day.&lt;br /&gt;i would say our team gave a great performance and was definitely outstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW&lt;br /&gt;Ting Shan told me something i never noticed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the difference between SGI girls and KE girls are, SGI girls remove their makeup and change back to their clothes after their performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whereas KE girls remain in their dresses and leave their makeup on to flirt with the audience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO True&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's titles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMK St. George - Midnight Melody&lt;br /&gt;SMK Treacher Methodist Girl's School - The Formula&lt;br /&gt;SMK Convent - Grandma We Love You&lt;br /&gt;SMK King Edward - The Devil's Advocate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ariella from TMGS got best performer&lt;br /&gt;The Best script award was given to Grandma We Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the real thing&lt;br /&gt;The placings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before they announced it, my heart was pounding so fast, I could have gotten a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For second runner up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma We Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started smiling and clapping so loudly. Thuan Jee was crying because he was too happy. The rest of the crew were smiling and yelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For First runner up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Formula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My legs started banging the floor and i got all excited. The Georgian crowd grew much louder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Champion for the LMS District English Drama Competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Midnight Melody!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jumped up in the air and yell and screamed along with the crew&lt;br /&gt;We were overwhelmed with joy&lt;br /&gt;and we started yelling&lt;br /&gt;Tepuk Lasallian&lt;br /&gt;so many times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Georgian history&lt;br /&gt;First time SGI has ever won a gold in Drama&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is,&lt;br /&gt;we're a part of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt forget it when they actually carried su and i and threw us up in the air,&lt;br /&gt;our pants were drooping down and our underwears were so obvious, especially when we were on top of the stage for the crowd to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoever said SMK St George is incapable of getting a gold in drama&lt;br /&gt;they were wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We proved them wrong&lt;br /&gt;And we will try our best to prove it to them again next year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And much to my surpirse, TMGS teachers actually gave our performance very good remarks&lt;br /&gt;I dont know about convent teachers&lt;br /&gt;(but Pn. Cecillia looked worried after Midnight Melody)&lt;br /&gt;anyhow,&lt;br /&gt;to those teachers&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much&lt;br /&gt;The SGI team will try their best to impress in the State level&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have come a long way from nothing&lt;br /&gt;and we are not giving up just yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Georgian Spirit will never die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. : I cant post any pics for now. sorry for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3688412234067757090?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3688412234067757090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3688412234067757090' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3688412234067757090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3688412234067757090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-101-we-are-georgians-and-proud-to.html' title='song 101 : We are Georgians and proud to be one'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-665643253551676610</id><published>2009-06-26T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T21:07:57.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 100 : SO what?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another of C.Ren's Super Emo post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only i could smudge my vision with illusions and corrupt my curcuit with delusions of grandeur&lt;br /&gt;If only the ghosts of vanity will stop tracking me down&lt;br /&gt;If only Echo will sway at me, and narcissus will be what i am&lt;br /&gt;If only Apollo will give me more and Eros will stand behind my back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head has been running about a lot lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little of my wishes have been granted, yet it never seems to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep asking for more, although i know it is impossible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want what i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A harmless wish that will not slash anyone in my path&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was born perfectly imperfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could i be perfect in my imperfect ways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i wish some people could stop bombarding me with heartless remarks about things that cant be changed&lt;br /&gt;Especially those who are imperfect&lt;br /&gt;but seem to think they are perfect&lt;br /&gt;and brand others imperfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People like you need to get over yourself&lt;br /&gt;people like you who are hideous in every perspective&lt;br /&gt;but seem to gaze at others unilaterally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut up&lt;br /&gt;before i hammer out the false ideas you have on yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i decided not to eat what you say&lt;br /&gt;coz&lt;br /&gt;your biased opinions does not matter&lt;br /&gt;You can think i'm one of those who swayed or one of those who crack surfaces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care anymore&lt;br /&gt;coz&lt;br /&gt;I'm not listening anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-665643253551676610?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/665643253551676610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=665643253551676610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/665643253551676610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/665643253551676610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-100-so-what.html' title='Song 100 : SO what?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3580475393324429114</id><published>2009-06-23T09:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:14:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 99 : soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things are going to be different very soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be living in a whole new world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3580475393324429114?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3580475393324429114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3580475393324429114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3580475393324429114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3580475393324429114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-99-soon.html' title='Song 99 : soon'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7125753092318148937</id><published>2009-06-15T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T03:10:00.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 98 : My car License~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku gagal kerana gagal mematuhi lampu isyarat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku seorang pemandu yang berbahaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7125753092318148937?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7125753092318148937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7125753092318148937' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7125753092318148937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7125753092318148937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-98-my-car-license.html' title='song 98 : My car License~!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1496288953492572543</id><published>2009-06-13T23:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:24:55.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 97 : Clean teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The doctor says i might be removing my braces in another four visits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAnt wait la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braces sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1496288953492572543?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1496288953492572543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1496288953492572543' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1496288953492572543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1496288953492572543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-97-clean-teeth.html' title='Song 97 : Clean teeth'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-858963070676985066</id><published>2009-06-07T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T15:37:59.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 96 : Bitterness away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;the last post i was still pretty sore with some people faking their personal information to give them added advantage in their JPA application&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm sick of being sore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;its time i scrape away my spitefulness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Though i still feel the bitter feeling every now and then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i will try my best to forget it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;i need a brand new breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-858963070676985066?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/858963070676985066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=858963070676985066' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/858963070676985066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/858963070676985066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-96-bitterness-away.html' title='Song 96 : Bitterness away'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8244595796063684561</id><published>2009-06-05T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:46:56.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 95 : Congrats</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I heard Ying2's appeal was approved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I actually feel happy for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;coz she worked so hard for it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;she is definitely an excellent all rounder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;unlike all those other cheaters with bad and mediocre results, out there who got it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;by lying about their parents' income and jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;FCUK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;that anak loya buruk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8244595796063684561?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8244595796063684561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8244595796063684561' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8244595796063684561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8244595796063684561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/06/song-95-congrats.html' title='Song 95 : Congrats'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7639033040119067273</id><published>2009-05-27T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:35:02.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 94 : Triple Payback</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;Dont be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Your sigh of relief and contentment&lt;br /&gt;will soon be replaced with sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your disgraceful triumph will soon be a major liability&lt;br /&gt;that will haunt you&lt;br /&gt;Your name will be severely tarnished&lt;br /&gt;You will lose the trust of all&lt;br /&gt;and all that praised you&lt;br /&gt;will run out of their resevoir of honey,&lt;br /&gt;and instead spit toxic in your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better watch out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judgement has come for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7639033040119067273?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7639033040119067273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7639033040119067273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7639033040119067273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7639033040119067273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-94-triple-payback.html' title='Song 94 : Triple Payback'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7199281305614702304</id><published>2009-05-26T09:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:49:13.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 93 : Form 6 is turning crazy~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was dumbfounded when i read my friends' blogs about form 6 being extended to 4 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously sick to the core!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can anyone stand it?&lt;br /&gt;Imagine sitting there and listening to cik loke whole day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will die man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i am not staying in form 6, but i cant help but to feel aggravated by this weird change.&lt;br /&gt;Its demonic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7199281305614702304?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7199281305614702304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7199281305614702304' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7199281305614702304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7199281305614702304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-93-form-6-is-turning-crazy.html' title='Song 93 : Form 6 is turning crazy~!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-370652426889304610</id><published>2009-05-25T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:42:07.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 92 : Lim Sze Wei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;My sis was supposed to wake up early today&lt;br /&gt;she sorta set her alarm clock in her phone early i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she kept snoozing it whenever it rings&lt;br /&gt;i think she did it over 6 times already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Already 1 o'clock&lt;br /&gt;I dont think she'll be waking up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, what's the point of snoozing the alarm if you dont intend to wake up at all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-370652426889304610?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/370652426889304610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=370652426889304610' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/370652426889304610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/370652426889304610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-92-lim-sze-wei.html' title='Song 92 : Lim Sze Wei'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5610987690059708061</id><published>2009-05-20T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T06:46:40.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 91 : Lies, vanity, delusions of grandeur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Super emo post&lt;br /&gt;caution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;YOU never had the strength to begin with&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;are a mere weakling with mere illusions of strength to conceal your repulsive frailness.&lt;br /&gt;Cheat, lies, frauds&lt;br /&gt;The triumph and joy that you experience does not belong to&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;stole it from others' who deserve it more than you&lt;br /&gt;Thieves, muggers, robbers, rapists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;are weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUr&lt;br /&gt;victory is a lousy lie to fool&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;can never fool us, the ones&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;stole from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;can lie to the whole world and yourself,&lt;br /&gt;but trust me&lt;br /&gt;GOD&lt;br /&gt;Knows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;think all of us dont know what sort of trickery&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;used?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUr&lt;br /&gt;parents are not dead, yet you claim they are&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;are an unfilial child and a traitor to our nation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUr&lt;br /&gt;parents earn big bucks&lt;br /&gt;yet you pronounce them misers&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;dont know how much this means to us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUr&lt;br /&gt;parents are money vampires&lt;br /&gt;still&lt;br /&gt;you declare them retrenched and jobless&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;are just a lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know who&lt;br /&gt;YOU&lt;br /&gt;are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or rather,&lt;br /&gt;YOUs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;live in your puny world of lies while you can&lt;br /&gt;It will be discovered soon&lt;br /&gt;Immerse yourself in your cheats while you can&lt;br /&gt;because it will be known soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;will face the consequences of your own actions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;forgot that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YOUr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;all pay taxes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YOUr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;little play will be revealed very soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5610987690059708061?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5610987690059708061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5610987690059708061' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5610987690059708061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5610987690059708061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-91-lies-vanity-delusions-of.html' title='Song 91 : Lies, vanity, delusions of grandeur'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1181166498939420834</id><published>2009-05-19T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T06:52:16.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 90 : I'm writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;My first homework after 6 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda miss the homework feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;we got sweet Pn Hin as our Chemistry teacher :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pn Hin rocks~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1181166498939420834?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1181166498939420834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1181166498939420834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1181166498939420834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1181166498939420834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-90-im-writing.html' title='Song 90 : I&apos;m writing'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5191886137024043174</id><published>2009-05-18T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:34:50.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 89 : Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel really happy and proud today.&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to elaborate much, will tell you guys later.&lt;br /&gt;But this will end well&lt;br /&gt;They sure are great people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5191886137024043174?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5191886137024043174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5191886137024043174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5191886137024043174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5191886137024043174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-89-happiness.html' title='Song 89 : Happiness'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5968869054143956305</id><published>2009-05-11T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T08:24:37.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 88 : Apachi Sareng strikes again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was kinda puzzled when i found out that so many people were lamenting over being sent to george for form 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking "Is my school that bad?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after a few loud whish-whashes, from our students during orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*SIGH*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldnt help but to nod in agreement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5968869054143956305?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5968869054143956305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5968869054143956305' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5968869054143956305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5968869054143956305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-88-apachi-sareng-strikes-again.html' title='Song 88 : Apachi Sareng strikes again!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-9124377078362920044</id><published>2009-05-08T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:30:48.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 87 : this is not the end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This post of mine might be a bit emo&lt;br /&gt;so i would like to apologise if it offended you in any way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt get JPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know JPA isnt the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;But i cant help but to feel sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 10A1 and one A2 for biology, excluding anopther A1 for GCEO.&lt;br /&gt;Applied for engineering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel very down and dejected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i know, i should have done some major adjustments to my parents income in the application form like thousands of dishonest rats out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really unhappy now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe there are more opportunities out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe I'm just unlucky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feels like a sick joke&lt;br /&gt;and i really wish someone can really pop out and explain the punchline soon&lt;br /&gt;but i know that there will not be any jesters explaining and expounding it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, this is reality, and i know, i'll have to hammer this repulsive nail of truth into my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one door closes, another door opens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every cloud has a silver lining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the going gets tough, the tough gets goings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;every ending is a new beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i wont give up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;not just yet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you just wait and watch me JPA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I promise you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I promise all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that read this post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the world has yet to see the last of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will make the best environmental chemical engineer ever!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;it has always been a dream of mine to protect the environment&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;and it will not end here&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is not the end&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;this is not&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;i dont care how&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;but i promise you all&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;that you will all not witness me as the rejected JPA guy you saw in years to come&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;you just wait JPA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;you just wait&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-9124377078362920044?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9124377078362920044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=9124377078362920044' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9124377078362920044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9124377078362920044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-87-this-is-not-end.html' title='song 87 : this is not the end'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5823652931032490525</id><published>2009-05-01T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:55:51.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 86 : Fat Cells</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking back at the pictures i had before NS, I realised i was FAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about it, I feel so gald i got chosen for NS now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost so much weight there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked like a puffy goldfish before NS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5823652931032490525?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5823652931032490525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5823652931032490525' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5823652931032490525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5823652931032490525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-86-fat-cells.html' title='Song 86 : Fat Cells'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5277463500036421714</id><published>2009-05-01T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:06:11.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 85 : Edison Chen again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It has been a year since, Edison Chen's interesting pictures, featuring Bobo Chan, Gillian CHung and a few othere female celebrities, surfaced in the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This year, the computer technician, Sze Ho-chun, who stole those indecent pictures Edison took while he was on heat with the girls, was found guilty by a Hong Kong magistrate of three counts of obtaining access to a computer with a view to making a dishonest gain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;In my opinion, this Sze guy really deserves it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I think its terribly sick to betray the trust of a client like that and its horribly unprofessional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So maybe he was tempted beyond control to copy all of pictures in edison's laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But even if he couldnt control himself to do so, I trust he could control himself from selling those pictures to other clients, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This sicko here obviously lacks respect for the privacy of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Now that he ruined the career and tarnished the image of so many girls,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;i hope he's happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Inconsiderate and dim-sighted people like him deserves jail for at least three years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway, last year, many girls (young princessy pre-teens especially) posted in forums and blogs saying things like "I hate edison, he's so unfaithful!! I trusted him!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Since when, were they in the position to assume the role of a wife?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They are not even legal yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;for god's sake, he's not in love with you silly girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stop your unrealistic waltz in your tall imagination, for your queer fantasy is a far cry from the real world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;He's not in love with you, and will never be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Get over it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And some say, "OMG, i was his no. 1 fan, but i ~~~~ing hate him now!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;=_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you really are his no.1 fan, shouldnt you support him at crucial moments like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And for those that call those girls that are in the pictures, cheap sluts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;well, that is their private affair isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;just because they are pretty and glamorous, that does not mean that they can't have a life of their own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If you are saying these girls are corrupting the minds of our little ones by performing such indecent acts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;think again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They did not post their pics in the net for the whole world to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That was Sze Ho-chun's work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So, blame him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5277463500036421714?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5277463500036421714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5277463500036421714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5277463500036421714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5277463500036421714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/05/song-85-edison-chen-again.html' title='Song 85 : Edison Chen again'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1472363402863012889</id><published>2009-04-04T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T02:07:02.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 84 : Tag! (Sze wei, Pei lu, Jacy, Sulin, Chin Kwang)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TAG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting time: 4:49pm&lt;br /&gt;Name: Lim Chong Ren&lt;br /&gt;Sisters: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Brothers: No&lt;br /&gt;Shoes size: 8 or 9&lt;br /&gt;Height: forgot&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live: Taiping&lt;br /&gt;Favourite drink: Juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU&lt;br /&gt;Been on a plane: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Swam in the ocean: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Fallen asleep in school: Always&lt;br /&gt;Broken someone's heart: No&lt;br /&gt;Fell of your chair: Sure la&lt;br /&gt;Sat by all night waiting for someone to call: Not really&lt;br /&gt;Saved e-mails: No&lt;br /&gt;What is your room like: Messy&lt;br /&gt;What's right beside you: My phone&lt;br /&gt;What's the last thing you ate: Egg tarts&lt;br /&gt;Ever had chicken pox: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Stitches: No&lt;br /&gt;Broken nose: No&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight: No&lt;br /&gt;Like picnics: Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person you danced with: Kah Men&lt;br /&gt;Last made you smile: My Dad&lt;br /&gt;You last yelled at: Chong Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY DID YOU&lt;br /&gt;Talk to someone you like: No&lt;br /&gt;Kissed anyone: No&lt;br /&gt;Get sick: No&lt;br /&gt;Talked to an ex: No&lt;br /&gt;Miss someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed: Plastic bags&lt;br /&gt;What time is it now: 4:54pm&lt;br /&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind right now: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any siblings: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you want children: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Do you smile often: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your handwriting: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Are your toenails painted: No la!&lt;br /&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in: My NS bed&lt;br /&gt;What color shirt are you wearing: White&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 7pm yesterday: Hunting for discounts in Jusco&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you cry last: Watching a sad movie kwa&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a friendly person: maybe&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any pets: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on: of course not!&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing now: This tag&lt;br /&gt;Can you handle the truth: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to mother or father: Both kwa&lt;br /&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved: so many~~&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat healthily: errr... (lets skip this)&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever cried because something someone said to you: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;How often do you go to church: only once&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're having a bad day,who are you most likely to go to: Cousins, Kalai, Cek Siang, Chong Han&lt;br /&gt;Close Friends: Kalai, Cek Siang, Chong Han, Tian Jian, Ting Shan,&lt;br /&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time: PPl in NS says Im LOUD!&lt;br /&gt;Are you confident: If i dont look ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS YOU DID 10 YEARS AGO&lt;br /&gt;Got rotan by Pn Soo for not doing Maths homework&lt;br /&gt;Throwing all my books away and telling parents i dont have any homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS ON MY TO DO LIST TODAY&lt;br /&gt;-Nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 PLACES I HAVE LIVED IN&lt;br /&gt;-Taiping&lt;br /&gt;-KL&lt;br /&gt;-Melaka&lt;br /&gt;-Penang&lt;br /&gt;-Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 PEOPLE I TAG&lt;br /&gt;-Sze wei&lt;br /&gt;-Pei lu&lt;br /&gt;-Jacy&lt;br /&gt;-Sulin&lt;br /&gt;-Chin Kwang&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1472363402863012889?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1472363402863012889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1472363402863012889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1472363402863012889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1472363402863012889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/04/song-84-tag-sze-wei-pei-lu-jacy-sulin.html' title='Song 84 : Tag! (Sze wei, Pei lu, Jacy, Sulin, Chin Kwang)'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4981534322733362676</id><published>2009-03-28T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T07:01:54.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 83 : Earth Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So Earth Hour Finally came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm In CRC now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So its hard to support it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But i kinda did something silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I actually offed the lights in the Bintang Walk (Balcony outside the Canteen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Somehow, i feel a bit happy, but can feel my pride shattering into pieces as eyes targeted at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I could read their faces, screaming "Siao Kia Cho HAmi KUI??????~~~~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Then they started onning the lights again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That definitely didnt went well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;But at least that's something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Its the effort that counts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Earth Hour is just like a campaign to create awareness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The most important thing is that we should understand the true objective behind Earth Hour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;that is to teach us to conserve energy to curb global overheating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow, Earth Hour will be no more till next year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but if we truly support Earth Hour, the message will stay in us for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you dont need to use something, off it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Even if you put it in standby more, it still eats electricity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you're listening to songs using your computer, off the monitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you're going out of your room, off the fan or air conditioner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you are bathing in the afternoon, try not to use the water heater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If you want to watch TV, you can watch it without the lights on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Use energy-saving bulbs, saves electricity (saves the earth and also saves your wallet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I may not be a 100% environmentalist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;50%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;or even 10%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;is good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;It takes a little to make a big difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You may not believe this, but if everybody tries their best to save electricity even by a little,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wouldnt it make the effect huge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;If everyone is 10% environmentalist, wouldnt 10 people make one 100% environmentalist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So, lets just try our best in this, who knows what miracles we can achieve?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4981534322733362676?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4981534322733362676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4981534322733362676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4981534322733362676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4981534322733362676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-83-earth-hour.html' title='Song 83 : Earth Hour'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1560400720877755691</id><published>2009-03-24T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:56:25.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 82 : The 3 hours practical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Today i had my 3 hours practical for driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;After my quest to obtain my driving license had been delayed for three months by PLKN, I'm finally continued it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Things were pretty boring when i got to SEPAKAT (the driving circuit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Boring....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Boring.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Boring.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Luckily i brought a book to read to kill some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Later, the instructor came, and it was time to Vroom Vroom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So i got into the Kancil, sat down and put on the safety belt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;he stared at me as if i was Forest Gump and said "Wear for what??? Dont need la!!~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So I gawked at him and was "Eeer.... Ok..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Words of wisdom from a driving istructor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Aiyo... Safety belts are for weenies one la... Donit wear also ok one~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So he said "Go la"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Confused, i was like "Oh? Go you say? Ok lo.. Go ma Go lor..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then I dunno what i did, the car jerked a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"Aiyor, you see me do first la you... Watch and learn ha~"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So ok lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;watch and learn ma watch and learn lo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then it was my turn again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Driving really isnt as easy as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gotta step the clutch, gotta change the gear, gotta release the cluth, and blabla~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So after a while, i think I got used to it a bit, but the instructor had his hand on my steering wheel, controlling it for me, most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Gosh. I'm fully capable of turning a wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;its not that i have no hands or what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but i guess its their procedure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So I (we) started driving around the circuit again and again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then when i was driving, a butterfly materealised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;"OMG. I'm Gonna bang a Butterlfy!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I tried to move the car away by moving the wheel, but the instructor's grip on it was too strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;WHAP~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The car hit the tiny butterfly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Poor thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but lets not be stupid, of coures you cant have a car accident by knocking a butterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and its not like, the other butterflies will come with their ambulance and put the banged one on a stretcher and rush it to the nearest hospital for treatment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In fact, you cant even hurt a butterfly that way~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;So leave the butterfly part aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then there was a little bird on the circuit road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Tried moving my car away, but once again, the instructor!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Vroom~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I dont really know what exactly happened nor did I see any flattened object on the road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so i assume nothing happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;then we went rounds and round (more that 10 times i think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;until it was over,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got down and felt lucky that i did not knock into anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;except a butterfly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1560400720877755691?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1560400720877755691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1560400720877755691' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1560400720877755691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1560400720877755691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-82-3-hours-practical.html' title='Song 82 : The 3 hours practical'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-383596756858141137</id><published>2009-03-24T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T08:38:06.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 81 : Yiruma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you love piano songs,&lt;br /&gt;try listening to Yiruma.&lt;br /&gt;he's so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His pieces are alive and if you were to close your eyes and use your imagination,&lt;br /&gt;you will find yourself in whole new realm, so far from the eyes of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think my sis would love it, since she is so crazy over Bella's lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-383596756858141137?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/383596756858141137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=383596756858141137' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/383596756858141137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/383596756858141137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/03/song-81-yiruma.html' title='Song 81 : Yiruma'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-9207064053584751665</id><published>2009-01-30T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T22:29:10.615-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song 80 : Direct translation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Got this joke through an email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the Malaysian Government insists on using English for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; math and  science? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; This is because the whole world uses the language as  an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; information and/or technology language. How dangerous it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; will  be if we try to use Bahasa, especially in school. See&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; example  below:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Hardware = barangkeras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Software =  baranglembut &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Joystick = batang gembira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Plug  and Play = cucuk dan main&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Port = lubang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Server = pelayan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Client = pelanggan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Try to  translate this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ENGLISH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; That server gives a  plug and play service to the client&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; using either hardware or software  joystick. The joystick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; goes into the port of the client. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Now in BAHASA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Pelayan itu memberi pelanggannya  layanan cucuk dan main&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; dengan menggunakan batang gembira jenis keras  atau lembut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Batang gembira itu akan dimasukkan ke dalam lubang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; pelanggan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-9207064053584751665?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9207064053584751665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=9207064053584751665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9207064053584751665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9207064053584751665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-80-direct-translation.html' title='song 80 : Direct translation'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3699881082032495420</id><published>2009-01-25T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T04:21:27.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 79 : home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I'm back here again.&lt;br /&gt;Ns food is getting suckier by day.&lt;br /&gt;but the life there is getting more fun by day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really enjoying myself now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, I'm the only english educated chinese in this whole camp! So all of my conversations with chinese are in mandrin, except with cek siang who wants to improve his spoken english. In case you guys don't know, Cek Siang is the son of CRC's cook and also the first person to speak to me in this camp!&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm no longer a banana, maybe a bana, but just you wait, "the yellow outside but white inside" label will be lifted from me one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I made many new friends from kelantan and Hualian.&lt;br /&gt;Kelantan ppl are super friendly and are really a ready to mix flour~&lt;br /&gt;Hualian friends are cool and they speak real wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;Besides that i managed to befriend people from Kedah, Selangor, and Perak.&lt;br /&gt;Great people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, a lot of the Ipoh Mali boys really drove me up the wall. Their faces are branded with arrogance. They are also a bunch of desperados who seems to be begging in the streets for girls' attention, lowering the intelligence of men to the level of a slug in the eyes of the girls along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the best thing about Kem Jiwa Murni is the Sky!&lt;br /&gt;the cloud formations are the best!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish they would just give us an hour or so to gaze at the heavens.&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, my eyes are always transfixed in the sky whenever there is a football match uninvolving my kompeni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying my Character Building classes. Despire the fact that we are treated like little kids, I like it! I dont know why but i damn like it! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i have great classmates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how's it so far?&lt;br /&gt;So far so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, I've&lt;br /&gt;met people of the same wavelength,&lt;br /&gt;met people of the same interest,&lt;br /&gt;met people who treat me great,&lt;br /&gt;and even met people who can read my mind and actions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I' ve never been happier in one whole month as far as i can remember!&lt;br /&gt;So i hope this joy will never end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3699881082032495420?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3699881082032495420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3699881082032495420' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3699881082032495420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3699881082032495420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2009/01/song-79-home.html' title='Song 79 : home!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7197327951838833012</id><published>2008-12-31T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:26:43.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song 77 : SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I bet you guys werent expecting this post from me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ok. So how the hell did i manage to post this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm back in my home for a day due to an emergency. Given a day off from NS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So how's NS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ok kwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Way better than i thought it would be so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The people in my dorm are all very friendly and i'm super glad that I'm placed in a dorm with nice and decent people (some trainees in other dorms are kinda sinister and arrogant)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So NS food is not really that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The NS Toilets are not clean but not till the extent of our school and its still bearable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The dorms are clean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;There are funny and entertaining trainers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But the only problem i face is that I'm the only english educated chinese in the whole camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Its rather hard to fit in and i feel lost in the crowd sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So right now I'm mingling with Hualian students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;They really are good people just that they were only misunderstood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;And i made friends with people from kedah, kelantan and selangor as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This could actually be a great experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Although the purpose of this programme is to promote integration,  segregation still reigns in the trainees' souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Despite that, i could see that the barriers of racism are slowly breaking down and people are stepping over to the other side, trying to understand different cultures and people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I feel that i'm learning a lot here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm learning how to fit in a new environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm learning how to befriend people with different creed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm learning how to not be picky when eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm learning how to tolerante bad attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm learning how to wash my own clothes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm learning how to be independant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I hope the learning does not come to halt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So to my friends who got second batch, dont worry so much la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Its not as bad as you think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;however, its still too early to assume its good. So when i get back, i promise you guys a full and detailed story of what happened. Till then, stop worrying and scrape of the negative thoughts you have about PLKN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Reserve you judgement for later la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;just dont worry, be happy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7197327951838833012?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7197327951838833012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7197327951838833012' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7197327951838833012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7197327951838833012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-77-surprise.html' title='song 77 : SURPRISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3770182936450781782</id><published>2008-12-22T03:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T03:41:44.772-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 76 : Music Box</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;music box songs are really peaceful and soothing to the ears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I really loved this sorta songs since i was small and i never really know what instrument it was called. I actually thought it was xylophone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After years of futile effort, typing 'xylophone' in youtube and imeem and obtaining undesirable results, i eventually gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It was really hard trying to find the genre of it, and to add matters worse, most of the music box CDs i ever came across was in chinese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hence, being a xiang jiao ren, i was able to speak chinese but not read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This made the search so much harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But a few days ago in One Utama, I went into Movie Magic to get myself 'The Prince and The Temple of The Sea" DVD. Then my sis tried out this great Music box Cd in the testing section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;She was saying, "Wow, this is good. You have to try it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When i tried it, i was really excited, because i recognised the "ting ting" songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So i tried having a look at the cd cover, just to discover it in mandrin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Potong Stim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;As my parents and aunt are having their sweet time in D.I.Y. Shop, i decided to fiddle with the album cover a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And wallah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I read something called Music Box on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So when i got home i availed myself of this opportunity and searched the whole web for "music box version", and it returned with favourable results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I was jumping with joy. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So i have a music box song above and its really good.&lt;br /&gt;its first love by utada hikaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Btw Hins Cheung's songs are really good too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3770182936450781782?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3770182936450781782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3770182936450781782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3770182936450781782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3770182936450781782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-76-music-box.html' title='Song 76 : Music Box'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6374719959138552159</id><published>2008-12-18T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T21:39:10.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 75 : That place is labelled no entry (at least for now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;i shouted at that bimbo MH again. Damn annoying kid. I never hated a cousin more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i scolded him for tickling his little sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its tickling nia ma. What's the big deal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, it seems that the spoilt brat has a favourite spot to tickle....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess where??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE VAGINAL AREA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all places, he chose that as his favourite region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That kid's an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;A total 360 degree fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6374719959138552159?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6374719959138552159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6374719959138552159' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6374719959138552159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6374719959138552159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-75-that-place-is-labelled-no-entry.html' title='Song 75 : That place is labelled no entry (at least for now)'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2659692794388173865</id><published>2008-12-17T18:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T19:09:25.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song 74 : all the stuffs</title><content type='html'>here's a few things i discovered and happened lately when I'm in Melaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mh is really annoying and i cant stand him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never marry a woman who is terrible in house keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat poop is smellier than cow poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prices are more expensive in certain shops on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst kind of kid is the one that sreams the most and sounds manja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w3501 has better sound quality than w3801.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of lalas in Dataran Pahlawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People make use of pretty girls and boys to promote goods in PC Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw somebody that looked exactly like her but she was possibly l**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2659692794388173865?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2659692794388173865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2659692794388173865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2659692794388173865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2659692794388173865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-74-all-stuffs.html' title='song 74 : all the stuffs'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6624419549228197106</id><published>2008-12-15T01:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:42:08.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song 73 : really funny</title><content type='html'>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i this joke was forwarded to me and i find it so funny that i should share it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="undoreset clearfix" id="message1496560322"&gt; &lt;script defer="defer" type="text/javascript"&gt; if (typeof YAHOO == "undefined") {  var YAHOO = {}; } YAHOO.Shortcuts = YAHOO.Shortcuts || {}; YAHOO.Shortcuts.hasSensitiveText = true; YAHOO.Shortcuts.sensitivityType = ["adult"]; YAHOO.Shortcuts.doUlt = false; YAHOO.Shortcuts.location = "us"; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_id = 0; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_type = ""; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_title = "soalan &amp; jawapan"; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_publish_date = ""; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_author = "albil_03@hotmail.com"; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_url = ""; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_tags = ""; YAHOO.Shortcuts.document_language = "malay"; YAHOO.Shortcuts.annotationSet = { "lw_1229333811_0": { "text": "Saya", "extended": 0, "startchar": 601, "endchar": 604, "start": 601, "end": 604, "extendedFrom": "", "predictedCategory": "", "predictionProbability": "0", "weight": 0.845615, "relScore": 16.0241, "type": ["shortcuts:/concept"], "category": ["CONCEPT"], "wikiId": "", "relatedWikiIds": [], "relatedEntities": [], "showOnClick": [], "context": "murid tersebut : \u0022Apa sebenarnya masalah awak, Abu?\u0022     Lalu Abu menjawab, \u0022Saya terlalu cerdik untuk berada di darjah 4, kakak saya menduduki", "metaData": { "visible": "true" }  }, "lw_1229333811_1": { "text": "ruang tamu", "extended": 0, "startchar": 1055, "endchar": 1064, "start": 1055, "end": 1064, "extendedFrom": "", "predictedCategory": "", "predictionProbability": "0", "weight": 0.904893, "relScore": 24.8119, "type": ["shortcuts:/concept"], "category": ["CONCEPT"], "wikiId": "", "relatedWikiIds": [], "relatedEntities": [], "showOnClick": [], "context": "Dia bawa Abu ke pejabat pengetua. 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Lalu guru ini bertanya kepada murid tersebut : "Apa sebenarnya masalah awak,  Abu?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lalu Abu menjawab, "&lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229333811_0" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;Saya&lt;/span&gt; terlalu  cerdik untuk berada di darjah 4, kakak saya menduduki UPSR dan saya lebih cerdik  dari dia, maka saya seharusnya berada di tempat yang sama  juga!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cikgu Murni dah  tak tertahan. Dia bawa Abu ke pejabat pengetua. Sementara Abu menunggu di &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229333811_1" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;ruang  tamu&lt;/span&gt;, Cikgu Murni terangkan keadaan tersebut kepada pengetua. Pengetua  mengatakan yang dia akan berikan ujian kepada Abu dan jika Abu gagal menjawab,  maka Abu harus kekal di darjah 3 dan berkelakuan baik. Abu dibawa masuk ke  pejabat Pengetua dan Cikgu Murni terangkan pada Abu dan Abu bersetuju untuk  ambil ujian yang akan diberikan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pengetua:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Apa 3 x  3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  9  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pengetua: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Apa 6 x  6?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pengetua terus bertanyakan soalan2 berdasarkan tahap pencapaian  murid2 UPSR dan si Abu mampu menjawab tiap soalan yang diberikan. Lalu pengetua  memandang Cikgu Murni dan berkata, "Saya rasa murid ini sepatutnya berada di  darjah 6", Lalu Cikgu Murni berkata pada pengetua, "Saya ada soalan saya  sendiri, boleh tak saya ajukan pada Abu?". Pengetua dan Abu bersetuju.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Apa  yang lembu ada 4 di badan, tapi saya cuma ada dua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   (berfikir) Kaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Apa  yang ada di dalam seluar kamu tapi tidak pada seluar saya?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  Saku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; Apa yang bermula dengan huruf "K" akhir dengan "A", ianya  berbulu, berbentuk oval, nyaman dan mengandungi lapisan nipis  keputihan?&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;   Kelapa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Apakah yang  masuk keras dan berwarna "pink", bila keluar lembik dan  melekit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  Gula-gula getah  (Bubblegum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Apa yang mereka lakukan, lelaki secara berdiri, wanita secara  duduk dan anjing secara tiga kaki? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  Bersalaman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;   Baik, sekarang saya akan ajukan soalan berbentuk siapakah saya, okay?&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Baik Cikgu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229333811_2" style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204);"&gt;Awak&lt;/span&gt; memasukkan  batang kedalam saya. Awak ikat saya untuk saya berdiri. Saya kebasahan sebelum  awak.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  Khemah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Jari memasuki saya. Awak menggesel-gesel saya bila awak  teringatkan saya. Lelaki idaman akan mendapat saya  dulu.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  Cincin  perkahwinan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Saya ada bermacam-macam saiz. Bila saya sakit saya akan meleleh.  Bila saya keluar, banyak tisu yang akan digunakan. Bila awak hembuskan saya,  akan berasa lega.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;   Hidung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;  Saya  batang yang keras. Hujungnya tajam. Saya akan datang dan masuk dengan  lajunya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Anak panah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;   Sekarang saya akan ajukan soalan dalam Bahasa Inggeris,  okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;  Okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; What word starts with a 'F' and end in 'K' that means lot of heat  and excitement? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Firetruck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; What word starts with a 'F' and ends in 'K' &amp;amp; if you dont get it you  have to use your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Fork&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; What is it that all men have one of. It's longer on some men than on  others, the pope does not use his, and a man gives it to his wife after they are  married? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  Surname&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cikgu Murni:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;  What  part of the man has no bones but has muscles, lots of veins and loves  pumping?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Abu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Pengetua menghembuskan nafas kelegaan bila mendengar jawapan yang  diberikan oleh si Abu, lantas berkata "Baik hantar murid ini ke &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1229333811_3"&gt;Universiti Malaya&lt;/span&gt;; jawapan yang saya  fikirkan semuanya salah". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div class="EC_EC_Section1"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: blue; font-family: Arial;"&gt;P/s: Jika jawapan anda  semua salah, anda adalah sama spesies dengan pengetua yang mempunyai pemikiran  kuning.....hehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6624419549228197106?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6624419549228197106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6624419549228197106' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6624419549228197106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6624419549228197106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-73-really-funny.html' title='song 73 : really funny'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2640954395254053219</id><published>2008-12-09T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:57.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>song 72 : SLow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;The internet is getting slower and slower every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Talk about streamyx being fast. Tipu lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Its just a myth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2640954395254053219?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2640954395254053219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2640954395254053219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2640954395254053219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2640954395254053219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-72-slow.html' title='song 72 : SLow'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3506657675083832283</id><published>2008-12-07T19:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:48:44.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 71 :  Ceramah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Everyone kept telling me that the 5 hours ceramah was stupid and boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And i was rather convinced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So on that day of the ceramah, the chinese penceramah came in, and i started groaning and chanting OH ANNI~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But it wasn't really as bad as i thought. He was kinda good. In fact the class was pretty lifely as he told us a lot of latest happenings and there were a lot of two-way discussions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;He was actually good and he cracked some entertaining jokes that caught our attentions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So after that it was break time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I really didn't want to taste the dull looking food sold there especially when the poeple preparing it looked so haggard and unhygeinic. However, i cant be picky anymore, after all, i'm gonna have to spend 3 looooong months in NS taking the same kind of food. So, it would be better if i can I  get used to the horrid now rather than later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But the food wasnt really that bad. OK la the taste~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;While I was eating, I thought, maybe everyone was exageratting when they said the 5 hours ceramah was a dream making machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So the break was over, and everyone waited in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The next Penceramah came in and started talking in his local accent that seemed like an endless chanting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Eureka!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We've discover the most effective cure for insomnia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This was the most boring person ever~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;His voice really induces sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;he was talking to himself most of the time and everyone seemed too confused and bored to care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I was gawking at him like a stupido and deciphering every word he said that sounded more like Greek to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;His voice really reminded me of the Craxy Kilt ARM in Marchen Awakens Romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just like Rapunzel-sama said, his voice was turning my brain into mush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Thinking that I should have a rest from the migraine-inducing soundwaves emanating from his larynx, i decided to take a look around just to discover some of the students sleeping, sms-ing, reading some other book, and pretending to listen to him while they are definitely somewhere off in a different world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So I decided to just continue gazing at him and think of something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;His voice came flooding my ears and acted like lullaby, forcing me into the land of dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Consequently, I slept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Then i woke up and tried to listen again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yet, i slept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;However I woke up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Still, I slept...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All of a sudden, I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mysteriously I slept again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Later, I woke up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Unfortunately, I slept again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Fortunately I woke up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Unluckily I slepy again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Luckily i woke up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And the cycle happened again and again until his speech ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;finally it was over~ (Amitabha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After that, i went home and slept all over again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3506657675083832283?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3506657675083832283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3506657675083832283' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3506657675083832283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3506657675083832283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/12/song-71-ceramah.html' title='Song 71 :  Ceramah'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2206099750843416574</id><published>2008-11-01T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:58:41.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 70 : The Girl I Slapped</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Think back at those days when I was little, I couldn’t help but to think of myself as a jerk. I realised that I really didn’t grow out of it yet. I still do some very hurtful things to people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So back to the post’s title. Hard to believe? Yeah, I really did slap a girl. But that was about 10 years ago or so, but recalling that incident still hits me with pangs of guilt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ok, that thing happened in Smart Readers. It was triggered by something really silly and stupid. You’ll never believe what caused this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Shu Pyng, my sis and I were arguing with a boy and a girl about Chinese deities. We were talking about which deity was ori and which one was pirated and which one lagi power (Well, pardon us! We were still kids and didn’t know better!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;As you all can expect, both sides weren’t really agreeing with each other. We were saying things like “No, my god is real one. Your one fake one!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Haha. We were just like kids bickering which superhero was more powerful, just that our little debate involves Gods(OUCH!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The argument started heating up, and all the “Shut up!” and “Stupid!” started coming in. Then, I felt something exploding in me and my hand struck her face, like it was a reflex action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It was a terrifying moment. Her spectacles were dangling down her face as if it was broken and she stared at me with her confused eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Everything happened so fast, it was too fast for everyone to absorb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;She kept looking at me for 2 seconds I think, and everyone maintained the silence. It’s like the whole world stopped turning because all their eyes were set on this little drama going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;After moments of silence, she started sobbing and yelling furiously, blinking away her tears.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;A series of events happened after that. Her parents came, my parents came, they had to apologise profusely, and I was cursed with this memory of slapping a little girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Or so I thought…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I thought after that slapping incident, it would mean bye-bye forever, and we will waltz away from each others’ lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;How wrong I was. Our paths crossed a few times again, but I never realized it was her till a few months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I was in Miss Leow’s Chemistry tuition, when memories of the past flooded me once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Miss Leow was talking about esterification, and blabla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Esters have fruity scent, some esters smell like oranges, apples, strawberries….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Strawberries…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I started dreaming again….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Strawberries in Cameron Highlands…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Stawberry flavoured Cloud 9 candies….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ichigo 100%, the stupid harem manga that revolved around strawberries….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The Smart Readers mascot that was a strange strawberry with hands and legs….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;The girl I slapped in Smart Readers….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Embarrassed over the past and feeling myself blush, I tried to prevent myself from remembering that incident by looking around and thinking of something else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Then my gaze landed on this girl before me…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I realized she just rebonded her hair and her curls were gone…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Then I looked away to think of something else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Something hit me like thunder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;My eyes slowly crept to her face once more and I gulped, feeling something tucking my intestines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;OH ANNI!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It was her, the girl I slapped!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;we were in the same tuition since form 3, and I never realized!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;She had the same face as that girl I slapped! Same name! And the spectacles! (Though they were completely different, but just imagining it the specs dangling from her ears, hits the jackpot!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Thank goodness, I don’t look like anything when I was little, or she might want to return the favour! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Ok I think at this point, many of you already know who got slapped, but its all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It was a wrong I did and I really wanted to amend this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Well, I’m not asking her to slap me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;But I just want to say I’m sorry…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2206099750843416574?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2206099750843416574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2206099750843416574' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2206099750843416574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2206099750843416574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/11/song-70-girl-i-slapped.html' title='Song 70 : The Girl I Slapped'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2976290282177227557</id><published>2008-10-30T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:01:36.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 69 : Quotes quoted</title><content type='html'>Its been 5 years in that school, and many of us will part ways very soon. Yeah, there has been bittersweet memories that has happened here, and despite how bitter or sweet they are, we will cherish it for the rest of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me peevishly remind you some of them! HAHA. These are the 10 whackiest, funniest, weirdest, wittiest, spiciest, most vain, sensational, controversial, contradicting words ever uttered, besieged by these walls of 5Sc1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though some of them might tickle you to death, while some will make you decay with disgust, lets just let the people who quoted it remain anonymous, since everybody in the class knows who quoted what and when. Let's just cherish these and laugh at it when we are worlds apart in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;"After NS, we meet in Prima la. I will Have four girls in my car!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Aiya, my muscle so big. Lorry come, i point one finger at the lorry, also the lorry musnah one"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Nobody warned me... Nobody... Nobody..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"I so handsome, she dont want me, never mind..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Long distance relationships wont last one, must be like me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"After SPM, I want to take Form 6 here, so that i can become the Head Prefect!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Sir, my heart swollen already lah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;Aiya, my girlfreind 100 times prettier than his girlfriend lah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;"Stupid Bit**! I hope she fail her SPM!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;"Why they always want Convent girls only one ah? Come la, I go Kow one TMGS girl for them to see!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2976290282177227557?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2976290282177227557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2976290282177227557' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2976290282177227557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2976290282177227557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-69-quotes-quoted.html' title='Song 69 : Quotes quoted'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3469318588369449376</id><published>2008-10-27T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:16:17.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 68 : personality test</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="0" width="350"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg="" style="color: rgb(238, 238, 238);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Georgia,Times New Roman,Times,serif;font-size:14;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are An INFP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/infp.gif" width="100" height="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Idealist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a creative person with a great imagination. You enjoy living in your own inner world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open minded and accepting, you strive for harmony in your important relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a long time for people to get to know you. You are hesitant to let people get close to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But once you care for someone, you do everything you can to help them grow and develop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you tend to have high (and often unrealistic) standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very sensitive. You tend to have intense feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you need to do something that expresses your personal values.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent writer, psychologist, or artist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Unselfish, empathetic, and spiritual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Unrealistic, naive, and weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha since i was young i have only considered the three jobs stated&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really open minded&lt;br /&gt;but its true that i strive for relationship that is important to me&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Coz i dont care what ppl i dont know think of me, and i will let relationship rot if i think its pointless&lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm hesitant to let ppl know me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3469318588369449376?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3469318588369449376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3469318588369449376' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3469318588369449376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3469318588369449376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-68-personality-test.html' title='song 68 : personality test'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1467674723501476526</id><published>2008-10-23T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T21:01:15.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 67 : Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Beyonce has a new name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;It's Sasha Fierce&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;=_="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1467674723501476526?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1467674723501476526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1467674723501476526' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1467674723501476526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1467674723501476526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-67-bored.html' title='song 67 : Bored'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-9074484525476094004</id><published>2008-10-23T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:52:00.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 65 : Recession killing phones?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;jeez, recently a lot of walkman phones stopped production. So these are the 3 cheapest phones left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQEugYSiC4I/AAAAAAAAASY/cph2mRxDHMU/s1600-h/W200i_frontandside_image_aquatic_white.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQEugYSiC4I/AAAAAAAAASY/cph2mRxDHMU/s320/W200i_frontandside_image_aquatic_white.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260536973556321154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This is W200i, price around 300+ for AP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I will definitely not buy this phone no matter what&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Worst walkman phone ever! (Pardon me, Jacy, for condemning your phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-VGA camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-128x160 pixel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-65,536 color CSTN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-No bluetooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-Infrared port&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-M2 Card Extension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQEwXY9MAFI/AAAAAAAAASo/e6b9C6yKEao/s1600-h/W350_frontandside_graphic_white.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQEwXY9MAFI/AAAAAAAAASo/e6b9C6yKEao/s320/W350_frontandside_graphic_white.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260539018139664466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt; This is W350i. Second cheapest phone, 400+ fo AP. Has all the same functions as W380i&lt;br /&gt;But the design is like one of those ancient motorolla phones.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was meant to have the retro look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQExzJRxr1I/AAAAAAAAASw/60sUdh3XkQg/s1600-h/W380_frontandside_blushing%7Esilver.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQExzJRxr1I/AAAAAAAAASw/60sUdh3XkQg/s320/W380_frontandside_blushing%7Esilver.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260540594479017810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This is the third cheapest phone, W380i, currently 460 for AP (the price is dropping very fast)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Got a feeling the price might drop a lot more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Not a popular model really...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I realise that the prices of phones are getting flushed down the bowl recently. Could it be due to the recession? Cause in economics, low sales will cause prices to be cut to encourage more sales...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Or am I wrong about that economics thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Now all the 3G models are so much cheaper compared to two months ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Even that Sony Ericsson Cybershot phone with the round buttons (forgot the name of the model)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;is now 700+ only for midland phone. So i think the price for AP around 590+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-9074484525476094004?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9074484525476094004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=9074484525476094004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9074484525476094004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9074484525476094004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-65-recession-killing-phones.html' title='song 65 : Recession killing phones?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SQEugYSiC4I/AAAAAAAAASY/cph2mRxDHMU/s72-c/W200i_frontandside_image_aquatic_white.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8414874888116018446</id><published>2008-10-20T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:23:47.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 64 : LCR the Phone Junkie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So let's see... They say that we'll be getting RM300+ after coming back from NS (gov's generous offer). So before going, I already knew what to spend the money on! A new Walkman Phone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But dont get me wrong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'm not a phone junkie! Its just that recently, i'm having a bit of trouble with my phone, the joystick is ruined!(never ever buy a phone with joystick) Plus there is no memory card slot to store my songs. Much to my chagrin, my MP3 mysteriously broke down &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE DAY&lt;/span&gt; after the PC fair (if only that stupid thing rosak earlier, then i can get another one at a low price la, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;NOOOO&lt;/span&gt; it just had to go banannas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONE DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; after the PC FAir!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So i've been going songless for some time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Initially I thought of getting another MP3 player, but considering my phone's annoying joystick, I thought what the hell, might as well get a new phone. So i've decided what to do with the NS money, way before NS even started! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SP1Co5pfb2I/AAAAAAAAASI/QPI5qyfh5cc/s1600-h/w380_spec_magnetic%7Egrey_frontside.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SP1Co5pfb2I/AAAAAAAAASI/QPI5qyfh5cc/s320/w380_spec_magnetic%7Egrey_frontside.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259433210275655522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Currently I had my eyes on this phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its the Sony Ericsson W380i!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Price for AP is around 500+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But considering its horrible functions, I'm Pretty sure the price will tumble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The functions are shitty for such a price!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-1.3 Megapixel camera with no video recording&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Only 300 hours of standby time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-14 MB internal memory with M2 Card extension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-176x220 pixels screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-weighs 100g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;In, short, very bad combination. It's a bad deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So why on earth did I say i want to get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;People like me have an inexplicable lust for clamshell phones. Just because its a flip model, I am willing to turn a blind eye on the horrid functions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I have always longed for a clamshell phone (hehe) Crazy for it more than other shapes. Even slide leaves no impression on me, but a flip phone will definitely make me go ~WOW~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SO its like i'm buying a phone just because of the pretty design despite its bad insides.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I feel like I'm really turning into a phone junkie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SP1F88WmrbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yKRhEg87Ngg/s1600-h/W610i_frontandside_plush%7Eorange.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SP1F88WmrbI/AAAAAAAAASQ/yKRhEg87Ngg/s320/W610i_frontandside_plush%7Eorange.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259436853134011826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Compare that phone just now with this W610i phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It has:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;- 2MP cam with recording&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-350 hours of stanby time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-64MB internal memory with M2 Extension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-Cam with LED flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;-weighs only 93g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Conclusion, its a much better phone than the clamshell one, as it provides all the optimum functions for only RM400+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Its a much better deal really. And it triumphs W380i in every single aspect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;But if only this phone was clamshell!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Argh!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I really cant believe my obsession for flip phones is going to lead me into becoming a bad consumer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I think I definitely am one of those phone junkies now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8414874888116018446?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8414874888116018446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8414874888116018446' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8414874888116018446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8414874888116018446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-66-lcr-phone-junkie.html' title='Song 64 : LCR the Phone Junkie'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SP1Co5pfb2I/AAAAAAAAASI/QPI5qyfh5cc/s72-c/w380_spec_magnetic%7Egrey_frontside.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4844866301627123124</id><published>2008-10-15T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:51:39.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 63 : When i grow up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I Grow Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Pussy Cat Dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;When I heard this song's title, I thought "Hey this might actually be a good song!" I actually thought the Cats are finally going to sing something meaningful and inspirational to the youths out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;But when is heard it on hitz tv, Gosh, it was a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was horrible and there was not a single tune in it. The lyric's goes like "when i grow up, I wanna be famous, wanna be a star, wanna have boobies."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me think "what the?" Is this what they want to teach the younger generation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will happen when lil' 6 year old girls tell their mum, "Mommy, I wanna have boobies."&lt;br /&gt;The next thing you realise is that the plastic surgeons around the globe are earning millions form kindergarten girls that want to have silicones slid under their chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they should really start singing songs that have meaning in it. What's with "loosen up my buttons babe" phenomenon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing special about the song at all. The only thing that lured people into listening to it is the sexually suggestive music and the videos with scantily dressed females.  Besides that, I cant see the reason, why they can crawl up the billboard with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's worse is that the band is made up of only one real singer whereas the rest are only serve as highly decorative tools to skip around in videos in their tighties to harvest erections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I honestly think that the Nicole girl really has big talent to sing. But it really surprises me that she would rather waste her talent away by singing such songs and devoting herself more into dirty dancing than singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it true that erotic video clips can gather more people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I dont really agree. If people want something that can excite them, they would have watched other stuffs that are the real thing (ahem) Plus, all that fierce dancing is not sexy in any way at all. Its disgusting and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its synonymous to a guy scratching his private in front of a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAha&lt;br /&gt;pardon me for saying that, but that's the closest thing i can think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you might want to try listening to Daughtry if you dont like the Pussy. Daughtry is definitely one of the best bands around! Superb voice and a heart of gold for the poor, that's what they are!&lt;br /&gt;They are one of the only singers that give back to the people. Cant wait for another album from them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4844866301627123124?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4844866301627123124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4844866301627123124' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4844866301627123124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4844866301627123124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/10/song-65-when-i-grow-up.html' title='Song 63 : When i grow up'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2151491316451250720</id><published>2008-09-24T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T03:46:29.901-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 62 : Julius Caesar = Ancient porn?</title><content type='html'>i found this article today in wikipedia.&lt;br /&gt;Twisted is what i call it! Its so wrong! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, you can have a look at it and judge it yourself. And i wonder what will happen if we write this is SPM??? HAHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Gender critics argue that the bonds between the men in &lt;i&gt;Julius Caesar&lt;/i&gt; appears to exceed mere friendship, or homosociality, and cross the line into homosexuality. Some critics, such as Barbara Parker even argue that homosexual love among Roman men is an implicit theme in the play. According to this argument, Brutus and the conspirators kill Caesar for the same reasons that Brutus and Cassius argue at the end of the play: admiration has turned to desire for sexual domination.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-10" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-10" title=""&gt;[11]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; This is based on the idea that, in Shakespeare's day, in an England ruled by Protestantism, Catholic Rome was often viewed as the "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Whore_of_Babylon" title="Whore of Babylon"&gt;Whore of Babylon&lt;/a&gt;". Many church leaders in Rome were rumored to have practiced sodomy, and the area was frequently alluded to in England as being full of homosexuals.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-11" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-11" title=""&gt;[12]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Thus, where Brutus says: "But, woe the while! our fathers' minds are dead / And we a govern'd by our mothers' spirits", Gender critics see Brutus expressing a homosexual femininity. Caesar, also said to be feminine, wishes only for the company of men, and the women around him are sidelined. Men engage in more loving conversations with the men in their lives than with their own wives.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-12" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-12" title=""&gt;[13]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Parker thus portrays the relationship between Brutus and the rest of the conspirators as more like a group marriage than simply a friendship.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-13" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-13" title=""&gt;[14]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Using &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Phallic" title="Phallic" class="mw-redirect"&gt;phallic&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yonic" title="Yonic" class="mw-redirect"&gt;yonic&lt;/a&gt; symbol theory, gender critics suggest that the funeral scene is both the climax of the action of the play as well as the sexual climax. Behind the rhetoric of Mark Antony, Parker sees a sexual rhetoric of seduction. Antony uses his funeral oration to seduce the crowd from Brutus back to Caesar. The wounds in Caesar's naked body, for Parker, represent vaginal orifices.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-14" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-14" title=""&gt;[15]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; Antony also mentions Caesar's will several times. It signifies both his actual will as well as his sexual will (chastity) that kept him from coming at the conspirators' request.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-15" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-15" title=""&gt;[16]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; In this view, the funeral represents all the stages of sex, ending with the burning of Rome representing orgasm. Antony thus re-energizes the Romans and Brutus and Cassius have to leave the city.&lt;sup id="cite_ref-16" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Julius_Caesar_%28play%29#cite_note-16" title=""&gt;[17]"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2151491316451250720?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2151491316451250720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2151491316451250720' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2151491316451250720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2151491316451250720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-62-julius-caesar-ancient-porn.html' title='song 62 : Julius Caesar = Ancient porn?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7843638265907610922</id><published>2008-09-13T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T19:18:48.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 61 : Tagged by sze wei</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs and replace any questions that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 8 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) Are you allowed to have a bf/gf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;I dont know. most likely no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;2 ) Describe urself in one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Random&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Who would you pick, someone who really loves you, or the one you love?&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;neither. I love myself more! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever loved someone BEFORE but never had the courage to tell him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;never&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 ) Does it feel good to love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;guess so&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 ) What's the best thing to do with the one you love?&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) What will you say to someone who doesn't want to believe you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;that is up to you to decide, but that's that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 ) Was ever a time that you tried to learn to love someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I love my parents....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 ) What's your opinion about someone who's jealous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Childish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10 ) What would you say to playboys/playgirls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If they are my friend, Good Job! If they break my friends hearts, Bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[[ * PART 2 * ]]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 ) Best place to cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;anywhere&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Who do you love the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 ) Tell us about ur dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;cant remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Ever hated someone so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 )The biggest &amp;amp; most hurtful lie you heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's not my fault&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last person..&lt;br /&gt;-you had a beer with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I dont drink beer anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you went to the movies with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you talked on the cell phone with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you hugged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;parents&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you yelled at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tian jian. He was getting annoying again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last week have you..&lt;br /&gt;~Kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Danced crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the last time u were angry, why were u angry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Talking to somebody who pretended to like me when its just all show.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could do anything OR wish anything, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wish this world is free from jealous, pretentious and power crazy people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could have an all expense paid trip, where will you go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Shinjuku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you or have you ever blackmailed someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yeah, i think i did&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you old fashioned?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I go for cheap things. So yeah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would be harder for you, to tell someone you love them or that you do not love them back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What thing would be the hardest thing for you to give up on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;My camera&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Facts About Me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;siao&lt;br /&gt;unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;whacky&lt;br /&gt;out of this world&lt;br /&gt;not normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things that Scares Me:&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Multiple faced people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;annoying people&lt;br /&gt;ghosts&lt;br /&gt;exams&lt;br /&gt;insects (sue me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7 Songs Playing in My Head Lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we will meet again by jason paige&lt;br /&gt;forever young by alphaville&lt;br /&gt;tooi kono machi de&lt;br /&gt;my best friends&lt;br /&gt;with all your heart by plus one&lt;br /&gt;goodbye days by yui&lt;br /&gt;you and me and pokemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Words/Things I Always Use:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you want to die ah?&lt;br /&gt;go hell la!&lt;br /&gt;shut up la!&lt;br /&gt;You wait and see la&lt;br /&gt;Doshite?&lt;br /&gt;Nani o?&lt;br /&gt;I'll kill you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tag...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ern wei&lt;br /&gt;kenny&lt;br /&gt;kok leong&lt;br /&gt;foo mun&lt;br /&gt;chan leong&lt;br /&gt;siew hoong&lt;br /&gt;mun keong&lt;br /&gt;weng chiat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7843638265907610922?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7843638265907610922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7843638265907610922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7843638265907610922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7843638265907610922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-61-tagged-by-sze-wei.html' title='Song 61 : Tagged by sze wei'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6963680100999986699</id><published>2008-09-12T18:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:55:24.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song 60 : Trials</title><content type='html'>exam season now&lt;br /&gt;wont be posting for some time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mina-san gambateh yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6963680100999986699?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6963680100999986699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6963680100999986699' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6963680100999986699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6963680100999986699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-60-trials.html' title='song 60 : Trials'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3949748641177561254</id><published>2008-09-04T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:51:05.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 59 : Percubaan SPM Soalan Bocor 2008</title><content type='html'>you wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what dragon ball and his friends thought!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were looking at sexy leg's photo's through a friend's phone and damn was it funny~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camwhoring shots accompanied by the image drawn with the msn pen tool, side by side is a sure laugh! It was so hilarious that i couldnt stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, someone came up with this wicked and twisted idea to blutooth it around! And Yea~&lt;br /&gt;We changed the phone's name to percubaan soalan bocor and started giving people false hope of attaining an A1!&lt;br /&gt;An golly~&lt;br /&gt;When dragon ball opened the pic, was he shocked to see a picture of a camwhorer stretched across the screen of his phone, with a naughty caricature beside it! Then their group of friends started giggling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know what we did was kinda wrong, but we are actually doing her a favour ma!&lt;br /&gt;Since she wanted to be that popular, we are helping her boost her appeal ma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3949748641177561254?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3949748641177561254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3949748641177561254' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3949748641177561254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3949748641177561254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/09/song-60-percubaan-soalan-bocor.html' title='Song 59 : Percubaan SPM Soalan Bocor 2008'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4549876981928855904</id><published>2008-08-28T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:50:52.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 58 : Poll for fun</title><content type='html'>There's a new poll in my blog (look at the side of my blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if u feel like voting, please do and share ur comments in this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comments can be based on&lt;br /&gt;-attitude differences between them&lt;br /&gt;-different personalities between them&lt;br /&gt;-and so on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, please do not comment based on looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you really really have to, praising looks are allowed, but please don't attack any of their looks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this is for fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just wanna see your opinions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO No hard feelings ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4549876981928855904?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4549876981928855904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4549876981928855904' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4549876981928855904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4549876981928855904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-59-poll-for-fun.html' title='Song 58 : Poll for fun'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3902992380411752675</id><published>2008-08-24T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T18:50:35.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 57 : Just for fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-style: dashed; border-width: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 9px;"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations , you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com/mm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Miyagi&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://myveryownglob.blogspot.com/"&gt;myveryownglob.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are witty, and you know people from places. Those two qualities and others make you a very popular person among your peers, because they want to hear you dish out filthy backstage gossips. You also have a knack for inventing new words to suit yourself. You are a very loyal friend, and would jump into the ocean if your friend asked you to. And that's probably gonna happen if your friend gets too jealous of you getting all the girls/guys.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://sgblogger.kennysia.com/"&gt;Which     Singaporean Blogger Are You? &lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;     &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;             &lt;script type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;!--   google_ad_client = "pub-1292253235352253";   google_alternate_color = "FFFFFF";   google_ad_width = 468;   google_ad_height = 60;   google_ad_format = "468x60_as";   google_ad_type = "text_image";   google_ad_channel ="";   google_color_border = "FFFFFF";   google_color_bg = "FFFFFF";   google_color_link = "3F5280";   google_color_url = "3F5280";   google_color_text = "666666";   //--&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;iframe name="google_ads_frame" src="http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/ads?client=ca-pub-1292253235352253&amp;amp;dt=1219640584522&amp;amp;lmt=1219640584&amp;amp;alt_color=FFFFFF&amp;amp;format=468x60_as&amp;amp;output=html&amp;amp;correlator=1219640584521&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fsgblogger.kennysia.com%2Findex.php&amp;amp;color_bg=FFFFFF&amp;amp;color_text=666666&amp;amp;color_link=3F5280&amp;amp;color_url=3F5280&amp;amp;color_border=FFFFFF&amp;amp;ad_type=text_image&amp;amp;ref=http%3A%2F%2Fsgblogger.kennysia.com%2F&amp;amp;frm=0&amp;amp;cc=100&amp;amp;ga_vid=3713232805311800300.1219640585&amp;amp;ga_sid=1219640585&amp;amp;ga_hid=1703772978&amp;amp;flash=9.0.124&amp;amp;u_h=768&amp;amp;u_w=1024&amp;amp;u_ah=738&amp;amp;u_aw=1024&amp;amp;u_cd=32&amp;amp;u_tz=480&amp;amp;u_his=21&amp;amp;u_java=true&amp;amp;u_nplug=14&amp;amp;u_nmime=53" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" vspace="0" hspace="0" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" width="468"&gt;&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;lt;br&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-style: dashed; border-width: 2px;"&gt; &lt;div style="margin: 9px;"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong style="font-size: large;"&gt;Congratulations lim chong ren, you are... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myblogger.kennysia.com/ms.jpg" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minishorts&lt;/strong&gt; of &lt;a href="http://minishorts.net/"&gt;minishorts.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are outgoing, direct, smart, pretty, and a definite go-getter.     You are frank, a little too frank perhaps that sometimes you get on people's     nerves and make them very upset. If people attack you, you hit back with     triple the force without blinking because you are the kind of person who     knows exactly what you are talking about or else you wouldn't talk about     it. Your quick-thinking is what makes you special. 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Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4171126784719010525</id><published>2008-08-22T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T10:11:05.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 56 : Kuala Lumpur, Melaka and Nottingham U</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i really enjoyed my holidays this time. I dont know why. Though i could swear is wasnt as fun as others that i had, i really really enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we had this company dinner in an old and lousy hotel. Well, it wasnt that bad. On second thought, musty carpets, smokers in the ballroom, and horrible music accompanying us the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, it was bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the string of oddly dressed performers were the worst add of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine men in their forties, trying to fit into tight white tees with their paunch bulging out, only  supported by leather belts that may give way anytime. And those sunglasses! Ugh! they look like some "lao hiao" apek that just discovered the forces within after a dose of Tongkat Ali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nope. No picture of them here coz i wouldnt want to corrupt my memory card with such hilarious yet grotesque memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but surprisingly, the food exceeded expectations. Not bad for a hotel that gave such a negative impression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, went to Ikea to have lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was way way good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By sniffing the aroma wafting around the cafeteria, you would salivate so much that God would have to look for another Noah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, my sis and I hung around Ikano and the Curve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyting in Ikano is big! From the shoplots to the urinal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the curve was just another one of those fashion courts that was intended for ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after going to KL, It was Melaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7tEXs-72I/AAAAAAAAALg/0QFEou3ZW6Q/s1600-h/melaka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7tEXs-72I/AAAAAAAAALg/0QFEou3ZW6Q/s320/melaka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237384076016414562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Hong's parents decided to stop subscribing for Astro as they reckoned enough was enough! That kid has been gluing his eyeballs onto that idiot box 24/7 and it was high time that something was to be done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the smart card went poof! And my viewing privilages went poof along with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7s9sKdDSI/AAAAAAAAALY/N0dVaNfUeso/s1600-h/chili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7s9sKdDSI/AAAAAAAAALY/N0dVaNfUeso/s320/chili.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237383961249647906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my uncle's wife has not really improved that much in her housekeeping skills as compared to the last trip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7t1iad81I/AAAAAAAAALw/chGLwaPm7M4/s1600-h/paya+rumput.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7t1iad81I/AAAAAAAAALw/chGLwaPm7M4/s320/paya+rumput.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237384920705135442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as usual, tip toes in the house. Wouldnt want to get your soles one something foreign, would you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its a village there are tonnes of subject for me to snap with my camera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7tgQ-RWNI/AAAAAAAAALo/uceHE3UIuV8/s1600-h/vintage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7tgQ-RWNI/AAAAAAAAALo/uceHE3UIuV8/s320/vintage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237384555246213330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we visited sek kia eenh temple to drop something there and went to dataran pahlawan to have tea Or coffee (literally) since we went to old town cafe. The toast tastes really good, but the price was a little unreasonable. kinda expensive actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7uJth7ozI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BkIg4YWWVgs/s1600-h/temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7uJth7ozI/AAAAAAAAAL4/BkIg4YWWVgs/s320/temple.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237385267286614834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with our uncle there, and headed to his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7wnuLTtiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W_Tjuq78umg/s1600-h/DSCN1162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7wnuLTtiI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/W_Tjuq78umg/s320/DSCN1162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237387981879490082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my cousin btw, AKA along-to-be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the melaka trip, we visited my sister in Nottingham U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7vlAZIvwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mL9CVcx77YI/s1600-h/nottingham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7vlAZIvwI/AAAAAAAAAMA/mL9CVcx77YI/s320/nottingham.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237386835718094594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really envy my sis! Its such a cool place there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7wJqrmHQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eC-jHCzdKZA/s1600-h/DSCN1170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7wJqrmHQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/eC-jHCzdKZA/s320/DSCN1170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237387465545096450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are ducks in the lake too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope i can study there too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja, Gambateh yo Ren San~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I wish i had a Digital SLR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4171126784719010525?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4171126784719010525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4171126784719010525' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4171126784719010525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4171126784719010525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-56-kuala-lumpur-melaka-and.html' title='Song 56 : Kuala Lumpur, Melaka and Nottingham U'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SK7tEXs-72I/AAAAAAAAALg/0QFEou3ZW6Q/s72-c/melaka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7598884619296367958</id><published>2008-08-13T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T02:00:15.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 55 : Program Latihan Khidmat Negara</title><content type='html'>I got chosen for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of the students from my class were compelled to go too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wil shen&lt;br /&gt;sree&lt;br /&gt;tian jian&lt;br /&gt;manee&lt;br /&gt;harin&lt;br /&gt;suresh raj&lt;br /&gt;jason lew&lt;br /&gt;siew hoong&lt;br /&gt;william&lt;br /&gt;janathen&lt;br /&gt;xian yung&lt;br /&gt;kenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of them havent checked yet. So the real figure isnt confirmed yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm kinda ok with this idea of going there, its like some kind of American summer camp that we watch in movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It might actually be fun, who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not trying to be sour grapes or a hypocrite, but since the events turned out like this, might as well look at the positive side rather than sulk right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, i find it a little annoying that people laugh at us and say "good for you! you will suffer like in hell! You will eat food that taste like shit there!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that they are extremely delighted that they weren't chosen, but must they tell us all these?&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to be optimistic with all those words that they are saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But im trying&lt;br /&gt;and so are the other 13 people (the number might grow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, if you are on of those that go around saying words like that, think again.&lt;br /&gt;Some people are already down with that idea of going there and shaving their scalps off, and you on the other hand, are busy mocking them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you wouldnt like that done to you too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my advice, dont do it.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of making all that "you die d la" comments, just console them and remind them its not that bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7598884619296367958?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7598884619296367958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7598884619296367958' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7598884619296367958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7598884619296367958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-55-program-latihan-khidmat-negara.html' title='Song 55 : Program Latihan Khidmat Negara'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2105256567269408282</id><published>2008-08-09T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T08:53:28.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 54 : We're one family</title><content type='html'>The Olympics 2008 opening ceremony was so good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really liked it as it talked a lot about Chinese history.&lt;br /&gt;The use of a scroll like screen to depict chinese history is very creative indeed.&lt;br /&gt;The part where the dancers swayed and painted the paper simultaneously was beyond this world!&lt;br /&gt;And the children painting the paper to show how important it is to instill environmental thoughts in children! Nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part which i liked most was the Taichi part!&lt;br /&gt;DAmn cool!&lt;br /&gt;The pearl silk attire and the laser-projection really worked!&lt;br /&gt;It really showed harmony between humans and nature, which is what taichi is really all about!&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Taichi is the coolest martial arts in the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it seems that in this world that has such relative harmony on the surface, but is actually churning with grudge in the core, I find myself really impressed that all these countries that has always pointed missiles at each others' faces would actually put all that war nonsense aside and actually come together for the spirits of sportsmanship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like Sports is the unity factor in human relationship.&lt;br /&gt;in the arena, its as if everyone puts their black hearts away for once and let their hair down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the opening ceremony, you cant help but to believe that for once, eternal peace can be achieved.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, why not?&lt;br /&gt;If we can do it for 17 days, why not longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish that the Olympics can last forever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Sick&lt;br /&gt;Sick of all the fighting and bickering...&lt;br /&gt;Why cant we stop killing each other?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't we just adopt the habit of giving each other a big hug and sing compliments in each others' ears like in Barney and Friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this world really is decaying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Nostradamus wasnt wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2105256567269408282?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2105256567269408282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2105256567269408282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2105256567269408282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2105256567269408282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-54-were-one-family.html' title='Song 54 : We&apos;re one family'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7447683583290495335</id><published>2008-07-25T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T19:28:40.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 53 : How to play volleyball</title><content type='html'>This year's Hari Koku was definitely the best in my whole 5 years in SGI! The volleyball match was so enjoyable. Everyone loved and laughed watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The six teams in the volley competition were&lt;br /&gt;-Drama Club&lt;br /&gt;-Apachi Sareng&lt;br /&gt;-SPBT&lt;br /&gt;-Interact Club&lt;br /&gt;-Jaspal &amp;amp; Gang&lt;br /&gt;-Football Team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJ, Kenny and I were sitting on the "umpire's tower" and watching and laughing the game from up above&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInvjrwUEoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eRRWE_HHVzE/s1600-h/DSC00801+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInvjrwUEoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eRRWE_HHVzE/s320/DSC00801+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226972238859997826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont know where Kenny went, but i think he was searching for his bottle. And oh, its Gus's leg up there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first round,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Club Vs Apachi Sareng&lt;br /&gt;Winner : Apachi Sereh&lt;br /&gt;Score : 4-15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. This was the match that i enjoyed most.&lt;br /&gt;When i was told that our club's opponent was Apachi Sareng, I went blur and thought that our club was playing Achi Duduk! haha&lt;br /&gt;It sounds so alike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is our prettiest member and the most popular Georgiana among my classmates, Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInms74DF5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/rMQtLtLWaDk/s1600-h/DSC00794+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInms74DF5I/AAAAAAAAAK4/rMQtLtLWaDk/s320/DSC00794+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226962502201579410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the one in front!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one at the back la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Felicia is also known as Mulut Laser because her voice sounds very cute, but her words can be very razor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInnvEooMCI/AAAAAAAAALA/LRxyfW9PR2Y/s1600-h/DSC00795+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInnvEooMCI/AAAAAAAAALA/LRxyfW9PR2Y/s320/DSC00795+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226963638424186914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny, because nobody knew the volley rules and ended up whacking the ball out of confusion. It was like, Eh my turn ah? How? Do what?&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we had Ern Wei who was a school volley player. Helped us out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were having so much fun hitting the ball! Watching them playing was enough to rid you of melancholy and induce severe laughing syndrome in you! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Apachi Sareng won, and one of our players were like, "Huh? Over already meh?"&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Everyone including those from Apachi Sareng were laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInuhvkVg8I/AAAAAAAAALI/ifipBhiAx8Q/s1600-h/DSC00793+%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInuhvkVg8I/AAAAAAAAALI/ifipBhiAx8Q/s320/DSC00793+%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226971106012136386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So round 2,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apachi Sareng Vs SPBT&lt;br /&gt;Winner : SPBT&lt;br /&gt;Score : 14-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is another very fun match. This time, it wasn't funny, but it was nail-biting, because the scores were so close.&lt;br /&gt;When Apachi scored the first point, i forgot who is was supporting and clapped along with the rest. Then, Kenny cured my Alzheimer with his glare and my hands went dead instantly.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;At first the SPBT were leading, until the tables turned and Apachi gained total control of the game. However, when it was Seiw's turn to serve, he generated miracles!&lt;br /&gt;The Apachi Geng were unable to counter his ball, because it was a very fast ball that slowed down drastically when it reached the opposite side. Very tricky indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, they served all the way to victory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later R0und 3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact Vs Jaspal &amp;amp; Gang&lt;br /&gt;Winner : Interact Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaspal &amp;amp; Gang were pretty good.  But As expected, Interact was better.&lt;br /&gt;Vikinesh was running around like a madman, after the ball!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;After such a terrible year of fines and screams under him, we finally managed to enjoy a little scene, depicting him as a victim for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Round 4,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interact Vs SPBT&lt;br /&gt;Winner : Interact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rooting for SPBT throughout this match because my friends were in SPBT. Plus, they only had 3 school players in their team whereas SPBT boasted with 5.&lt;br /&gt;This was a very tensed match.&lt;br /&gt;Anything could happen as they were nearly equal in strength&lt;br /&gt;Kenny, me and TJ were jumping up and down, each time SPBT got a score.&lt;br /&gt;But among us, Kenny was the most enthusiastic, because he was an SPBT member.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Interact won in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, it was a close fight,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone did well&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly, it was pure FUN~!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7447683583290495335?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7447683583290495335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7447683583290495335' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7447683583290495335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7447683583290495335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-53-volley.html' title='Song 53 : How to play volleyball'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SInvjrwUEoI/AAAAAAAAALQ/eRRWE_HHVzE/s72-c/DSC00801+%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6283423184854193048</id><published>2008-07-22T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T05:40:50.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 52 : Redo?</title><content type='html'>My Mom Just got the answers for the SPM add Maths Project 2008, and the JPN wanted the ICT graph to be a straight line graph passing through the origin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*SIGH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people are going to get really mad then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all that bickering two weeks ago, I think he should just give us bonus marks for it coz the instructions given were very vague.&lt;br /&gt;It could mean anything.&lt;br /&gt;So why not just accept whatever answers?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's not really that important right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6283423184854193048?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6283423184854193048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6283423184854193048' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6283423184854193048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6283423184854193048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-53-redo.html' title='Song 52 : Redo?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5303301755393209877</id><published>2008-07-18T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T20:41:35.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 51 : Spongebob Squarepants ?!</title><content type='html'>The ceramah given by Big B was sorta boring. And I slept throughout. Really Induces sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have been listening to her boobbing about the subject all year long, what can 2 more hours do? As far as we're concerned, we have already digested every single word of hers on the subject. So is it a cardinal sin to sleep in this situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was so restless during the whole two hours. Played tic-tac-toe with Yew Cheong, Joo Gin was watching the game through a convexmirror and&lt;br /&gt;Tian Jian was drawing his favourite Spongebob Squarepants again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt find the drawing rather unique, so i rubbed some parts of it with the sushi eraser and created a whole new character!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SIDCf0bd7gI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FvOVfuqkgqY/s1600-h/DSCN0974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SIDCf0bd7gI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FvOVfuqkgqY/s320/DSCN0974.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224389419655360002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boon Chin called it Spongeboobs Bikinipants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fascinating huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, things weren't really going easy for the prefects this week. Lots of trouble arising and haunting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, the Tangga Ketua got the infamous Georgian Omboligeh line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started when She yelled "masukkan baju awak!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then those hooligans hooted at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, she reached her peak and yelled "Awak semua diam!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, came the endless Omboligeh combo that went on and on till Miss Yoong came. The next thing we knew, Fithri was already whacking those boomboxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't actually saw him swinging his cane, but judging the horrible wail following the loud whacks that could be heard from our class, we could tell that he wielded it more like a katana than a cane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for the monkeys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;oH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drama Club is also joining the volleyball match for Koku day. And our team consists of 4 guys and 4 girls.&lt;br /&gt;I know, its hard to win when there are no volleyball players in the team and the school volley players will be establishing a team for interact and SPBT.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess they were just joining for the fun of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the real fun begins when the drama girls start playing volley. As we all know, our drama club is home for the most charming and voluptuous girls in the school, so the secret move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;SEDUCTION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our sirens will be in the frontline of the war, enticing opponents and driving their eyes away from the ball, to their soft and fair legs wheras the back row strikes!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this, even the school team stands no chance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5303301755393209877?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5303301755393209877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5303301755393209877' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5303301755393209877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5303301755393209877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-52-hora.html' title='Song 51 : Spongebob Squarepants ?!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SIDCf0bd7gI/AAAAAAAAAKw/FvOVfuqkgqY/s72-c/DSCN0974.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3429672872231993866</id><published>2008-07-14T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T08:47:33.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 50 : When girls get fierce</title><content type='html'>today Taiping (a week ago actually, coz i delayed this post haha) witnessed the rise of a new Georgian head prefect!!!!&lt;br /&gt;His name....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gan Jin Keong&lt;br /&gt;(again, I'm not pretty sure of the spelling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Tian Jian was laughing like hell when they announced that during perhimpunan, drawing everyone's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at him and said 'everyone is staring at you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he casually replied, 'then they will know our head prefect is a joke.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I replied back "You are the joke"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i really didn't expect gan to be head. Thought it would be Mugi. But we were pleased he wasn't! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's prefectorial board is the ultimate proof of women power. The whole board is dominated by amazons! The male prefects are pretty much overtaken by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time i am seeing a form6 boy being normal prefect and the first time seeing a female ketua bahagian and penolong KP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the girl prefects are more strict. Agnes was dragging hooligans that don't seem to know how to tuck in their clothes whereas I just saw a male prefect dancing the hula hula while on duty today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the convent ex head was pretty much scary too. When i mean scary I dont really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mean she is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SCARY &lt;/span&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;SCARY&lt;/span&gt; as in the way she walks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her body is so straight that its impossible and it seems so forced. Reminds  me of a flamingo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHtxgckTOeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vpuddv-4dlg/s1600-h/chilean_flamingo_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHtxgckTOeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vpuddv-4dlg/s320/chilean_flamingo_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222892995104422370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as expected, our class flirt was enjoying himself, disturbing her everytime she passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, he might be turned in by her for sexual harassment! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly laser girl wasnt in the prefectorial board. With her pretty face and baby voice it would have been a completely easy task for her to serenade the people in power with her angelic voice and snatch the head title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, if she was head, it would spell hell for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She isn't called laser girl for nothing ya know&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3429672872231993866?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3429672872231993866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3429672872231993866' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3429672872231993866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3429672872231993866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-50-when-girls-get-fierce_14.html' title='Song 50 : When girls get fierce'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHtxgckTOeI/AAAAAAAAAKo/vpuddv-4dlg/s72-c/chilean_flamingo_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5916588720127248515</id><published>2008-07-09T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T08:50:58.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 49 : It's fingering, licking good!</title><content type='html'>Today, drama club and the debate team were given RM250 to spend on food! Miss Yoong's treat! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we proceeded to KFC and ordered lots and lots of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Three barrels i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot and spicy chicken rocks~&lt;br /&gt;Tastes so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't really fancy original though&lt;br /&gt;Smells kinda funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we found out some funny things about KFC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here comes the 18-sx part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUTION - Do not continue reading if you are less than 18 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i'm not even 18. So, what the hell. Its up to you to decide whether to read or not. But i shall not be held responsible if you find this uncomfortable. And don't come reprimanding me coz i warned you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our members cried aloud "My chicken looks like a sliced pear".&lt;br /&gt;Then, out of a sudden, people started chanting the 'Yerrr....' and 'Yucks!' mantra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really,&lt;br /&gt;there really was a lot to yuck about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because the chicken didn't look like a sliced pear at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looked like this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTazDnZtzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rAdylD7Ll2g/s1600-h/09-07-08_1528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTazDnZtzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rAdylD7Ll2g/s320/09-07-08_1528.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221038438708000562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it pretty much resembled a.... *ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you just have to know its an it-that-must-not-be-named.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it has nothing to do with Lord Voldemort!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe Lady Voldermort....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was fun time! (the playing food part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which resulted with this.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTdIGRfAiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IfMYommgGok/s1600-h/09-07-08_1529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTdIGRfAiI/AAAAAAAAAKE/IfMYommgGok/s320/09-07-08_1529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221040999221887522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe that wasn't a pleasant sight. =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I warned you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTcOSq7SwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/54tPozCNdFY/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTcOSq7SwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/54tPozCNdFY/s320/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221040006117411586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, referring to the picture above, when they said "KFC is now serving mouth-watering breakfast", are they actually referring to the real mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is it just used as a metaphor in this case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5916588720127248515?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5916588720127248515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5916588720127248515' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5916588720127248515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5916588720127248515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-49-its-fingering-licking-good.html' title='Song 49 : It&apos;s fingering, licking good!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SHTazDnZtzI/AAAAAAAAAJs/rAdylD7Ll2g/s72-c/09-07-08_1528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-3887535432427146829</id><published>2008-07-06T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T07:00:08.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 48 : A tribute to Mr Sam</title><content type='html'>This Friday we went for our LIE class and watched a very cool movie. Its called Shawshank Redemption(i think) and its about prison life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, we did not watch the whole movie as time is limited. Will continue the next half next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mr Chan is a very dedicated teacher.&lt;br /&gt;My mum said he was very sick on Thursday. Lost his voice, had a sore throat and flu (if i am not mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;Yet, he refused to take a leave and forced himself to school.&lt;br /&gt;He didnt even cancel the LIE class despite his condition which really impressed me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far i had never seen such a responsible teacher, bursting with such vibrant life and enthusiasm before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much passion in his teaching!&lt;br /&gt;We can obviously see that he is not teaching for the sake of teaching, but he is treating it as if its not only his job, but his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would want to come to school every weekend and vomit tonnes of knowledge  to a bunch of ungrateful teenagers, when you don't even earn a single cent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were to ask me that question, i would say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR. CHAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, its not even his job to teach us LIE, but he volunteered to. He could have just made as if it wasn't his business or demanded tuition fees form us,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, he wanted to teach the convent girls without earning extra money, and invited us, georgians to join the fun as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i know, some of you guys will think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would be so dumb to do that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MR. CHAN!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mind you, he is not dumb,&lt;br /&gt;but a super dedicated teacher that takes teaching seriously and lives up to the saying "actions speak louder than words"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for that, he is the best teacher in the world!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-3887535432427146829?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/3887535432427146829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=3887535432427146829' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3887535432427146829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/3887535432427146829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-48-tribute-to-mr-sam.html' title='Song 48 : A tribute to Mr Sam'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8136406795745310700</id><published>2008-07-05T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T06:15:41.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 47 : So what?</title><content type='html'>Somehow, being a human is not as easy as it seems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what you do, no matter how you do it, some people are bound to hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk too little, people say you are cocky&lt;br /&gt;You talk too much, people think you are annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose, they say you are lousy&lt;br /&gt;You win, they say you don't deserve it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have table manners, they say you are sissy(male) or pretending to be from the higher class(female)&lt;br /&gt;You have no table manners, they say you are uncivilized&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You follow the rules, people say you are nerdy&lt;br /&gt;You don't follow the rules, people call you a criminal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again, human behavior has proven that it is a universal fact, that no matter how good you are, you will never be good enough in the eyes of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if people hate you?&lt;br /&gt;As long as you don't deserve to be hated then have no worries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People despise you for having good results, looking at the bright side of things, and playing with children of different age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet again, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see nothing wrong in these things. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;Is it written in the nation's law that you can't have good results?&lt;br /&gt;Did God say anything like "Thou shall not think positively"?&lt;br /&gt;Will you be damned to the flames of hell if you play with children younger than you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is completely nothing wrong with it! And trust me, you won't be chucked into jail for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then why the fuss?&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, everyone thinks differently. One man's meat is another man's poison.&lt;br /&gt;So no matter how nice you are, it is only natural that there will be some dissatisfied people around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conclusion is that, if people hate you, let it be.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares about them?&lt;br /&gt;As long as what you are doing is rationally right and does not harm anyone, then its all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you are an arrogant brat or a horrid idiot, it would be nice if you change your attitude. Don't you dare think its right to rob people, steal, kill animals, and so on.&lt;br /&gt;Because its wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WRONG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, you will go to hell for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8136406795745310700?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8136406795745310700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8136406795745310700' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8136406795745310700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8136406795745310700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-47-so-what.html' title='Song 47 : So what?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-325628549049088554</id><published>2008-07-04T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:23:41.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 46 : A lame story of a boy who annoyed me today</title><content type='html'>Life was pretty peaceful today, until Big B stepped into the class shrouded with her dark aura. Obviously she has attained her Level 3 Melancholy Mode and sadly we were oblivious of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the class continued chatting in their own ways while the amazon slammed her pile of boobs (Oops, I mean books) before everyone, making everyone shut their pie holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gamma rays radiated from her eyes as she performed her infamous gorgon's glare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one dares speak before the mighty and brutal creature.&lt;br /&gt;But silence was not enough....&lt;br /&gt;She wanted more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to induce pain and fear so unbearable in everyone's brittle soul....&lt;br /&gt;Her eyeballs spun around like a disco ball while her mouth cracked open, emitting a roar of cacophony.&lt;br /&gt;She got her wish, everyone was as silent as a mouse and drenched in cold sweat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she wanted more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unknown spells spat out of her throat like jet as it pierced us mercilessly, leaving a hole in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't even fifteen minutes yet, but we were already bleeding profusely and all our Mana were already used up, due to the defensive sphere spell that we have to cast every few seconds to shield ourselves from her razor words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came a courageous warrior, NTJ son of NLH (or was he stupid? Oh never mind) stepping forward to claim the head of the invincible sphinx.&lt;br /&gt;He forged his way through the ocean of corpses until he reached the witch's chamber of doom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but steadily, he drew out his ultimate weapon, a nail clipper, trying to defeat the ultimate evil that has prevailed for centuries and restore joy and peace to the land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BUT,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, she slashed him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWWW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, with a vindictive mask spread over her face, she slowly pulled out the intestines in our hero's (Gee, would you rather call him that?) body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He yelled in agony as the excruciating pain traveled across his system as blood kept pouring in torrents from the crimson stained wounds&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears flooded his eyes as he took a final glimpse at the azure sky. Then, he lapsed into total darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He opened his heavy eyelids as a huge sign board materialised before him, saying.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WELCOME TO HELL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On second thought,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-325628549049088554?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/325628549049088554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=325628549049088554' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/325628549049088554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/325628549049088554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/chpater-46-lame-story-of-boy-that.html' title='Song 46 : A lame story of a boy who annoyed me today'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5216354544318957147</id><published>2008-07-02T08:18:00.021-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T07:04:46.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 45 : Oh great!</title><content type='html'>School was pretty boring today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual our add maths teacher was expounding alien jargons before the whole class, confusing himself with his own words along the way, trapping us as well in the web of confusion he spun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up sleeping. Haha. Hey its better to get enough rest than pretending to understand when you are actually lamenting "What the hell?!" inside right?&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found out the reason why Pn Zura has been missing in action&lt;br /&gt;Apparently her father's blood level shot up at a very astonishing rate. May Pn Zura's Dad be well and happy.(radiating metta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I completely forgot about chemistry extra class after school today! How annoying. I really can't believe how I could forget such a thing! Which explains the bottle of Omega Fish oil that has been left untouched for months! Maybe its really time to start consuming it again, or I might end up swallowing Ginko pills in the future to defy Alzheimer! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the class starts at 1.30 and I will be going back at 1.45, I thought, what the hell, might as well 15 minutes of knowledge rather than 15 minutes of boredom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school ended, Siew Hoong, Seik San and I decided to have some Cendol!&lt;br /&gt;I love cendol!&lt;br /&gt;But I love Rose Ice Kacang more!&lt;br /&gt;too bad there is no ice kacang stall around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Pau eats like a beast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i mean a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;BEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ordered a bowl of cendol as well as a plate of pasembor and gosh table manners was what he really lacked!(Maybe he really needs one of those English manners class, where he will learn to point his little finger upwards while sipping a dainty cup of tea and choose over a million cutleries just to spread butter over a piece of croissant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He eats like a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BEAST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have never witnessed such a ravenous creature in my life before! Holding a fork for pasembor with his left hand and a spoon for cendol with his right hand, he dug chambers in the food served! Since he was burying scoops of both into his mouth, he ended up chewing a grotesque mixture of vermilion and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;viridian that finally resulted with a grey mesh decorating the walls of his teeth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the horror~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dang, I forgot that i didn't bring my chemistry notes along as well. So i ended up hiding at the corner of the library, behind Pau's shoulder, to shield myself from Pn Hin's gaze. Luckily she did not realise what i was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am a good, kind, and understanding student (ahem) I don't want her to go ballistic over the notes thingy, because I was afraid it would affect her child adversely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm so considerate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5216354544318957147?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5216354544318957147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5216354544318957147' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5216354544318957147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5216354544318957147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/07/chapter-45-oh-great.html' title='Song 45 : Oh great!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2972667598988823834</id><published>2008-06-30T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T08:37:42.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 44 : Genius my foot!</title><content type='html'>I feel so lucky today because Pn Zura was absent and she didnt give any homework beforehand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, surprisingly, the one sitting behind me decided to puasa. Claims he will last a month before he buka puasa again. Doubt it. Mwhahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That TC boy was really annoying in chemistry Tuition today. We were learning about rubber being made from latex or also known as rubber milk. Then he started saying we can produce rubber using normal milk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PURE GENIUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe he can experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; by injecting progesterone into his own chest and mass produce the milk drawn out from his nipple as rubber!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have human rubber!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WOW!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hE'S GOING TO WIN THE NEXT NOBEL!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2972667598988823834?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2972667598988823834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2972667598988823834' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2972667598988823834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2972667598988823834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/song-44-genius-my-foot.html' title='Song 44 : Genius my foot!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4778906702403094452</id><published>2008-06-29T04:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T07:37:32.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 43 : Birthday at Pau's</title><content type='html'>Siew Hoong's belated birthday party was sorta fun! However, the number of guests have decreased compared to last year's by a few. Maybe it was due to the Hari Komunikasi that enraged parents about their children's results, therefore forbidding them from going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was the first to arrive, then Foo Mun, Wil Shen, Ern Wei, Mun Keong, Xian Yung, Seik San, Kenny, Kok Leong, and the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SGd1SlB2prI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TlCQxySzgxw/s1600-h/DSCN0952.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SGd1SlB2prI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TlCQxySzgxw/s320/DSCN0952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217267655369991858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last year, we had steamboat again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike last year, this year is more FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is better as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have weenies, crab sticks (don't you dare laugh Kenny!), fishballs, meatballs, prawns (I don't eat prawns actually), yee mee, yellow noodles, meat, seafood tofu, meat, and that bean curd roll thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's best is that we get Tom Yam as the Steamboat soup (or whatever you call it) and cold orange cordial for drinks! Pretty cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Besides the best part, I forgot the better than best part, Siew Hoong's parents aren't in, so we could do and say whatever we one, especially when it comes to the playing with food part!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we didn't actually played with food by starting a food fight or stuffing weenies in our nostrils, but we got to joke around and devour our food in a very barbaric manner(So we aren't wasting)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everyone got so excited when the pot's cover got opened that we would forge our way through the forest of chopsticks, trying to grab anything for the hungry guy wielding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the end, we decided to have a representative from each table to play the Nombor game and whoever wins get to scoop as many as he wants, to share with the rest sitting around his table, first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SGd4tZtraXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4TFz3D0ujJc/s1600-h/DSCN0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SGd4tZtraXI/AAAAAAAAAIk/4TFz3D0ujJc/s320/DSCN0950.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217271414723930482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sadly we lost. But who plays by the rules!? Rules are meant to be broken!!&lt;br /&gt;So everyone's ladles and chopsticks dived into the pot simultaneously despite the agreement, creating a pandemonium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness, all hell really has broken loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun really. And so many topics were brought up while waiting for the food to boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like Siew Hoong taking Girafah's Hard candy, TengTeng and Nini embracing each other in the beach while the sunsets (haha), MunMun and his Nana etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had a good time filling our stomachs with such scrumptious food while tickling ourselves silly with all that silly jokes that keep popping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, It was PS2 time. Ah Pau's steering wheel for racing game is really sucky (he claims Xian Yung ruined it). But judging the way siew hoong handle things and his self-proclaimed ability to whack a tennis ball to the speed of 360 km a second (faster than Hurricane Nargis! Wow! a World record!) I doubt how veritable his words are. (Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was really fun, for one to control the steering wheel and the other to control the break and acceleration. But boy, does it need a lot of teamwork! And teamwork was what Ern Wei and I lacked, resulting in a wretched vehicle that is only capable of 32 MPH averagely (hei, at least its faster than Streamyx!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later it was Naruto time! I sucked in this game. Like hell I do. And it seems that Mr. Pau was eagerly trying to get me to rumble with him so that he could kick my butt at any opportunity. Celaka&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The game was really Cool! The fighting style was so WOW! It actually made me feel like watching Naruto (which I have decided to watch after SPM).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Really had a fun time there. But siew hoong wasnt that impressed with my glow in the dark stars compared to how amazed he was when he saw ern wei's manga and Foo mun and wil shen's Dumbology and KBSR Figures of Speech book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, at least its not as bad as those who went empty handed!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4778906702403094452?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4778906702403094452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4778906702403094452' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4778906702403094452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4778906702403094452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/song-43-birthday-at-paus.html' title='Song 43 : Birthday at Pau&apos;s'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SGd1SlB2prI/AAAAAAAAAIc/TlCQxySzgxw/s72-c/DSCN0952.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2714218006645174622</id><published>2008-06-27T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T04:30:33.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 42 : I'm Sorry</title><content type='html'>Look i realised what i said to TMGS was put into words wrongly, therefore, creating a misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me repeat it again,&lt;br /&gt;Ke and TM were fighting for third, SGI and TM were fighting for second, and SGI and Convent were fighting for first.&lt;br /&gt;(Ok the SGI and TM were fighting for second part wasn't in the msg because i ended up deleting it before sending it, as the message will be too long and will be broken into another message which is more expensive. I know its a lame and dumb excuse, but honestly that's that. I just removed it thinking its rather unimportant, but looks like its one of the most vital part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,when I said that, I never meant to put you guys down, just that i meant that you guys should be thankful that you didn't go back empty handed unlike the other 6 schools. And i now its wrong for me to make baseless comments to explain. But i was just giving my opinion and never knew it would be made public. If i knew so many people would find out and get hurt by it, I would have kept it to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I am truly sincerely sorry for what i said if i sliced you guys (although i know the hurt is irrevocable)&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, the judge's decisions are final, there is really no point debating over whether convent should be disqualified for the floor scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you guys are aiming for first but don't you think it's a little too cruel to get convent, that practiced 6 hours per day and ended up with sore throat and bruises after every practice, disqualified just because of 2 floor scenes that was not even a written rule?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even if the judges really don't know the rules, i am sure that, Pn cecilia would ask the opinion of last year's judges regarding this technique, because everyone knows that she is a very experienced drama teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I am saying is every competition needs only one champion. So no matter what, we should try our best without expecting anything. That's what I told my members on the competition day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if we lose, we will feel proud of ourselves because we know, we gave every effort we got and sweated a whole hell lot for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end of the day, we are all winners, each and every one of us. Let's not bother about the placing, but if the competition allowed first, second and third to the next level, I am sure we will end up seeing each other again in the national level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because everyone of us that performed that day were extremely good, even God can't deny that and I am sure He will give us credit for it someday, someway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2714218006645174622?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2714218006645174622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2714218006645174622' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2714218006645174622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2714218006645174622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-42-im-sorry.html' title='Song 42 : I&apos;m Sorry'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2905278080084384715</id><published>2008-06-26T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:24:38.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song  42 : The Drama Ended</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FGgKoImgUQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FGgKoImgUQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/patrix/music/yTqg9np2/yui_cherry/"&gt;CHE.R.RY - YUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama competition is OVER.&lt;br /&gt;It was held in Smk Convent and there were ten participating schools this year compared to last year's nine. Sure, the increase in the number of participating schools definitely scared us.&lt;br /&gt;However, as usual, there are really only four schools participating in the English Drama Competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGI was the first school to perform and I guess we did pretty well judging the applause we managed to harvest from the crowd and the zero-error in our performance.&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;I was really very excited before it. I can feel my stomach leaping around like a spring as cold sweat drenched me.&lt;br /&gt;Wei Li did a perfect job controlling the music today and See Huang's vase breaking timing was impeccable.&lt;br /&gt;Everything went perfectly well.&lt;br /&gt;The telepathy scene definitely boosted up our marks for creativity while the recorded voice flashback added more sparks to the scene.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people were impressed by Daniel's and Arun's performance behind the turquoise curtain. Who would expect a little anne to be used in the scene? And best of all, the operation lighting and the covering the little anne part was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. A lot of people liked the "Mama! Come back!" part. They said it was effective.&lt;br /&gt;However, the scene that i favoured the most was the "touching hands scene" Felt it was really touching. Haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we were super relieved and proud of ourselves when we got off the stage. Somehow, it's hard to believe one long year's practice ended in just 20 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously It WAS FUN!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KE's performance was good, however they ended abruptly with a very quaint anti-climax which failed to embed any moral values in the drama costing them a whole lot of marks. Besides that, I think people got annoyed with the scenes that kept changing every minute resulting with more curtain closed scenes than the drama itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMGS was superb with their outstanding storyline and swarm of actresses speaking in a very authentic British accent. Those were definitely an added advantage for them. However, their drama gave equal focus to all characters, drowning the importance of their major characters. But I must admit, it really was a great performance besides those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SGI pula was weaker compared to the other 4 schools in voice projection. The ligthing effect isnt really that sophisticated too compared to KE's shooting scene, TM's arrival of the witch scene and convent's beating up scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convent was undeniably good (as usual). But, i never knew they could act below the stage. This could be a bit of trouble of them in the future during states level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yup you guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;Convent grabbed first whereas TMGS gained the second runner up title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we, the Georgian Puppeteers 2008 / 2007 grasped the  first runner up title!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;When they announced that, we were so happy and we started doing the Tepuk Lassalian 4 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, most schools were entering to snatch the first place, but the title that we really desperately wanted to claim was the second place! And we got it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am not trying to be sour grapes, but it really was a secret among us. I mean we were also half hoping for the first place and half hoping for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may really sound weird, but we have our own reasons, that is we&lt;br /&gt;-want to concentrate on our studies which we will be unable to if we go to the next level as we will be busy practicing&lt;br /&gt;-are lazy to perform during Hari Anugerah&lt;br /&gt;-thought we might not be in the top 3, hence, better a place than not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because some of our members will be unable to perform the next stage, as some of us will be having trials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, anyway, I  really was blasting with joy!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Every Georgian was!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Even Thilages (not sure of the spelling LOL) was there to join in the fun of yelling and clapping!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cik Nurul, Pn Monica, Pn Susila And Mr. Koay were obviously very proud of us considering the fact that everything in the drama was handled by the drama members themselves. Other clubs didn't even chipped in to help one bit unlike other schools! However, we did well!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;So damn happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when we found out that convent beat us by only one mark which made us feel so proud because we managed to put up a good fight against them since they  were so extremely good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, GOOD LUCK Convent drama team! Make sure you become the national champ! All SGI drama members commend your performance and are pretty sure that you gals can really kick ass in the states level!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make us proud for losing to you gals!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/FGgKoImgUQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/FGgKoImgUQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/patrix/music/yTqg9np2/yui_cherry/"&gt;CHE.R.RY - YUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2905278080084384715?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2905278080084384715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2905278080084384715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2905278080084384715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2905278080084384715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-42-drama-ended.html' title='Song  42 : The Drama Ended'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8816789187988920888</id><published>2008-06-20T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:24:57.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 41 : All the SGI Bloggers</title><content type='html'>really&lt;br /&gt;since this month, a whole lot of people started blogging!&lt;br /&gt;And all of them have their reasons&lt;br /&gt;-eager to join the fun of blogging&lt;br /&gt;-want to rekindle the blogging spirit when they see their friends having a blog&lt;br /&gt;-spend some time doing something fun while waiting for their anime and Korean drama to finnish downloading&lt;br /&gt;-(and of course) to caci people through comments LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, anyway&lt;br /&gt;This blogging phenomenon has really brought us together. Now, we can 'see' each other's lives, share some friendly advices (excluding the caci part la lol) and keep in touch when we leave school.&lt;br /&gt;It's really cool that many of our friends started blogging! If you are a Georgian, and you want to read or link other friends' blog, you can visit them by clicking their names on my Pals section.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Happy Blogging!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8816789187988920888?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8816789187988920888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8816789187988920888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8816789187988920888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8816789187988920888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-41-all-sgi-bloggers.html' title='Song 41 : All the SGI Bloggers'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1229583023248544429</id><published>2008-06-17T06:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:25:17.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 39 : Sien lor</title><content type='html'>once again, Pn Zuraini will not be in shcool for another 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;If Pn. Zura wasnt Pn. Zura I would be rejoicing now and the class would have been chanting the yahoo mantra all day long&lt;br /&gt;However, Pn. Zura is Pn. Zura!&lt;br /&gt;And Pn. Zura gives less homework when she is around compared to when she's not!!&lt;br /&gt;Now, what kind of teacher does that?&lt;br /&gt;The Pn. Zura kind of teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we can obviously see that she is a diligent teacher&lt;br /&gt;However, we are not diligent students!(obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, Tian Jian was sleeping like a pig (again) in class.&lt;br /&gt;This time, he slept in a very queer way. he actually looked emo when he got drifted of to slumberland!&lt;br /&gt;His face was so emo and his hands were sticking out like an emo zombie&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to be a good pal and paint his fingernails blue with my buncho poster colors to enhance the emo look&lt;br /&gt;Things were going on well until i painted the last finger, then he popped his eyes open and went "Why my fingers so cold and wet one ah?"&lt;br /&gt;As his gaze shifted to me, he spotted the brush in my hand and discovered that he had azure nails.&lt;br /&gt;In the end he ended up wiping it on my face&lt;br /&gt;So LCR ended up having blue streaks across his features&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a noble way to return my favour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1229583023248544429?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1229583023248544429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1229583023248544429' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1229583023248544429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1229583023248544429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-39-sien-lor.html' title='Song 39 : Sien lor'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-9185633028289339203</id><published>2008-06-14T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:25:33.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 38 : No beef for buddhists?</title><content type='html'>Suddenly i had this urge to grab some Big Macs and Have a big chomp&lt;br /&gt;i really can't remember the last time i devoured one, i think it was 3 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;how awfully long&lt;br /&gt;I know what many of you are thinking now, How can a Buddhist possibly eat beef?&lt;br /&gt;as far as i know, there are three main types of buddhism&lt;br /&gt;-Teravada&lt;br /&gt;-Mahayana&lt;br /&gt;-Vajryavana&lt;br /&gt;In case you didnt realise, most of these buddhists that abstain from eating beef are actually mahayana or Taoist. According to my dad, they don't eat beef because the God of mercy, Guan Yin does not eat beef as she was derived from a Hindhu god.&lt;br /&gt;As we all know, Hindhus don't eat beef as cow is considered as a sacred animal in India.&lt;br /&gt;So now we all know why some buddhists eat beef while some don't and why some become vegetarians on certain days while some don't.&lt;br /&gt;by the way&lt;br /&gt;I am a teravadian buddhist&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-9185633028289339203?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/9185633028289339203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=9185633028289339203' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9185633028289339203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/9185633028289339203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-38-no-beef-for-buddhists.html' title='Song 38 : No beef for buddhists?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6857514414415205645</id><published>2008-06-14T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:25:46.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 37 : Apple Sundae = Orgasm?</title><content type='html'>Macdonalds' Apple Sundae is so delicious that it is synonymous to orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;Ok maybe that is not a good simile to use&lt;br /&gt;but it really tastes good&lt;br /&gt;yummy&lt;br /&gt;the sweetness and tanginess of the sundae lingers in your mouth when you sink your teeth in it&lt;br /&gt;accompanied with a tinge of sourness, this little ice cream is definitely going to tantalize your tastebuds and let you have a glimpse of Nirvana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6857514414415205645?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6857514414415205645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6857514414415205645' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6857514414415205645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6857514414415205645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-37.html' title='Song 37 : Apple Sundae = Orgasm?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-650118952212731219</id><published>2008-06-14T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:26:02.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 36 : High School Musical poll</title><content type='html'>Who voted High Shcool Musical is not childish? I demand to know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-650118952212731219?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/650118952212731219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=650118952212731219' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/650118952212731219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/650118952212731219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-36-high-school-musical-poll.html' title='Song 36 : High School Musical poll'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-5703814889948902619</id><published>2008-06-04T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:26:26.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 34 : EMO?</title><content type='html'>Ok&lt;br /&gt;more and more girls are undergoing this black metamorphosis and turning themselves emo!&lt;br /&gt;EMO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;What's so nice about being emo?&lt;br /&gt;Life is so dull with only black and white and streaks of blue!&lt;br /&gt;Then, why turn emo?????&lt;br /&gt;What happened to the good old days when girls adore themselves in pink and hop around, humming?????&lt;br /&gt;What happened???????&lt;br /&gt;Now so many girls are painting themselves pitch black and wailing how unfair the world is!!! They go on sorrow overdrive when they trip over a bannana skin and start flooding the Earth with their tears as if Noah was waiting with his gargantuan arc!&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-5703814889948902619?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/5703814889948902619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=5703814889948902619' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5703814889948902619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/5703814889948902619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-34-emo.html' title='Song 34 : EMO?'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8865457740932672224</id><published>2008-06-03T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:26:39.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 33 : High School Musical</title><content type='html'>This is the suckiest movie I ever watched. It is so lame and gay. I really think that it is overated. Stupid show&lt;br /&gt;Every now and then I hear some dumb kids (teenagers actually) yell high school musical rocks!&lt;br /&gt;I hate that show&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8865457740932672224?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8865457740932672224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8865457740932672224' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8865457740932672224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8865457740932672224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-33-high-school-musical.html' title='Song 33 : High School Musical'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1553512459436230583</id><published>2008-06-01T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:26:52.459-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 32 : Monster of Melaka</title><content type='html'>the facilities in Melaka are really improving.&lt;br /&gt;The last trip we had wireless and now we have a plasma tv and astro!&lt;br /&gt;wow`&lt;br /&gt;then it wouldn't be that boring here anymore,&lt;br /&gt;or would it?&lt;br /&gt;it may appear as a blessing on the surface, but deep down in the core, it might actually be a bane.&lt;br /&gt;As Astro has five 24/7 cartoon channels, now we couldn't watch anyhing else but baby cartoons!&lt;br /&gt;I woulnd't really mind watching cartoons, but that darn MH keeps changing the channel every minute. Just when we were about to absorb what's happening, boom!&lt;br /&gt;the channel switches&lt;br /&gt;now this gets really annoying when we can't even say anything. This spoilt brat will go around begging for sympathy from his parents if he wasn't the lord of the remote.&lt;br /&gt;Among all i dislike MH the most. In fact, he is the only one i despise.&lt;br /&gt;His voice is freaky and the way he acts is freakier.&lt;br /&gt;Argh!&lt;br /&gt;He is a pampered brat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1553512459436230583?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1553512459436230583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1553512459436230583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1553512459436230583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1553512459436230583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/06/chapter-32-monster-of-melaka.html' title='Song 32 : Monster of Melaka'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6655146437617161514</id><published>2008-05-29T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:27:05.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 31 : The end of NIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/8-TUKgEB_k"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/8-TUKgEB_k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/groups/iYPRoonS/music/2mZdqTjl/david_cook_innocent_studio/"&gt;Innocent (Studio) - David Cook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the ache! The pain! The suffering!&lt;br /&gt;The NIE Campaign 4 Rewards this year was definitely a fatigue hell!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... The pain! the unbearable and excruciating pain!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok cut it out.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that bad,&lt;br /&gt;but on second thought, yup it was that bad!&lt;br /&gt;BAAAAADDDDDDDDD!!!!!!~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Our group got flamed when we showed mis Nurul our posters! Apparently, cleavages aren't supposed to appear in posters!&lt;br /&gt;Fine, we overlooked that matter. How sad that we printed it already and then boom the cleavage! Atika was rather unimpressed with the boob show.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong! the poster wasn't obscene, but it seems that the outfit worn by the lady wasn't decent. It was a victorian era boatneck dress. But what's wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;Well, we forgot the fact that many Malaysians are not really open minded.&lt;br /&gt;In fact narrow minded.&lt;br /&gt;In greater fact, Pin-hole minded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I ended up doing another 3 posters in an hour. How aggravating! And it wasn't my job in the first place! The reason i asked Chen Hoe to join the group was because he claims that he can learn up how to use photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Although I actually Know how to operate it a bit, i was lazy to do that as I was assigned to the summary already.&lt;br /&gt;However, as the story unfolds, the fact that he is incapable of even selecting and cutting pictures using the program was revealed.&lt;br /&gt;And poor LCR had to do the job that was assigned to someone else. Alas, I managed it, but i swear, I shall devour that peperroni pizza of Yeong Chen Hoe!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we finished in time and Siew's aunt printed it for us in her shop. The results were breath taking.&lt;br /&gt;As the printer and ink was of undeniable quality, the posters appeared like winning ones that demand eyes to lay on it for hours.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, it was not JUST because of the ink, it turned out perfect because of our hard work. Although we kicked off half-heartedly, in the middle of the way, we managed to gain momentum and Wallah! our posters managed to impress!&lt;br /&gt;We definitely feel proud looking at our posters, thinking, Wow, we made it!&lt;br /&gt;Not only did we made it, we aced it! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6655146437617161514?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6655146437617161514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6655146437617161514' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6655146437617161514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6655146437617161514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-31-end-of-nie.html' title='Song 31 : The end of NIE'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8657433373096570375</id><published>2008-05-28T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:27:19.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 30 : Pollution in friendster</title><content type='html'>Every day Friendster is being polluted. how? Nowadays, more and MORE people are adopting the silly habit of camwhoring. Well, honestly I woulndn't mind if they were to camwhore once in a while, but look at these freakos! The whole album is full of their faces, same place, same time, just different angles. Just because they cock their heads a bit to the right, then they bob their head a bit to the left, stick their tongue out like a mongoloid, suck their finger like a baby, and wallah~! They get four&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; DIFFERENT&lt;/span&gt; pictures! God save these pea brains!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   Besides that they go around sending testimonials like "HEHE haihai, Please comment on my picture ok? Muax XOXO ^^" Like hell who would? Such a lame thing to do. Have they no shame? Oh, I forgot, people like this have skin thicker than the Great Wall of China.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   And the online pollution aggravates when people start adding people that they never even knew exist! then they say "HAIHAI thanx for the add ya^^, Mind intro ah?^^" Thanks for the add my foot! How come, all of a sudden they pretend as if they are the ones that approved the request rather than sending it? Oh, they are too ashamed to let people know that they added total strangers. Thank the skies and the earth that these brainless creatures know of the word 'shame' after all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   And what's with the Mind intro ah? Yes! We mind! Thank you! Who would want to expound your private information to foolish people that you don't even know of? Oh, and weren't they supposed to know who the person they are about to add is before adding? What happened to the "please continue adding if you are truly friends with XXX"? Oh I get it, people like this get blind temporarily and then, they would suddenly regain their visions when they start sending Thanks for the add!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh,&lt;br /&gt;what a miracle! Praise the heavens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that  they go around having their silly oh-I-have-got-more-friends-and-testimonials-than-you Olympics!&lt;br /&gt;People like this are really annoying. They go around hopping and throwing petals, chanting "I am popular 1000000000000x"&lt;br /&gt;As if you are! You go around adding people you dont know and sending testimonials like "hihi intro la" and you dare say you are popular?&lt;br /&gt;I, no, WE call that cheap and shameless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8657433373096570375?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8657433373096570375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8657433373096570375' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8657433373096570375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8657433373096570375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-30-pollution-in-friendster.html' title='Song 30 : Pollution in friendster'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1724270701799355185</id><published>2008-05-23T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:27:31.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 29 : My lengluis (haha)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeUf7hkX7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/fSf8hWU3c0Q/s1600-h/DSCN0650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeUf7hkX7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/fSf8hWU3c0Q/s320/DSCN0650.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203791170725240754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;got bored during exam so i drew it. I didnt really give much attention to the girl behind so she looked pretty funny. But the one in front is kinda kawaii!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1724270701799355185?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1724270701799355185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1724270701799355185' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1724270701799355185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1724270701799355185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-29-my-lengluis-haha.html' title='Song 29 : My lengluis (haha)'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeUf7hkX7I/AAAAAAAAAIU/fSf8hWU3c0Q/s72-c/DSCN0650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-7022735319857240343</id><published>2008-05-23T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:27:43.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 28 : Snails and fishes</title><content type='html'>Haha, kinda bored today, so I took a few pictures of nature and surroundings.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeIJbhkX3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-HZgN9NrUi0/s1600-h/DSCN0645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeIJbhkX3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-HZgN9NrUi0/s320/DSCN0645.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203777590038650738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice boh?&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeJcrhkX4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/hzMSczYLhPk/s1600-h/DSCN0513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeJcrhkX4I/AAAAAAAAAH8/hzMSczYLhPk/s320/DSCN0513.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203779020262760322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a rose given to my mum on teacher's day. Dunno la who give it to her, but im happy as long as can take nice pictures! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeSQLhkX5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4I-oHMTpGqk/s1600-h/DSCN0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeSQLhkX5I/AAAAAAAAAIE/4I-oHMTpGqk/s320/DSCN0648.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203788701119045522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, my aunt from england just came back. And The first thing she commented on was my dad's aquarium. She asked my dad "Eh, you feeding snails or fish?" which was kinda funny because in one way its true. there are a whole damn lot of snails in my dads pond. More than fishes. Scary&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-7022735319857240343?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/7022735319857240343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=7022735319857240343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7022735319857240343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/7022735319857240343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-28.html' title='Song 28 : Snails and fishes'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDeIJbhkX3I/AAAAAAAAAH0/-HZgN9NrUi0/s72-c/DSCN0645.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-2078873317074271332</id><published>2008-05-23T07:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:27:54.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 27 : Exams are over!!!</title><content type='html'>Yeah!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (for now)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-2078873317074271332?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/2078873317074271332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=2078873317074271332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2078873317074271332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/2078873317074271332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-27-exams-are-over.html' title='Song 27 : Exams are over!!!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-6867701083397529214</id><published>2008-05-23T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:28:05.924-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 26: Cook!!!!</title><content type='html'>Cook won. I was waiting to watch the result show repeat in 8tv this Friday as we don't ahve any more exams after that. But ern wei go potong ppl's steam. Sigh. Cook won, he shouted in bio tuition. Gone was the anticipation that has lasted 6 months&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-6867701083397529214?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/6867701083397529214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=6867701083397529214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6867701083397529214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/6867701083397529214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-26-cook.html' title='Song 26: Cook!!!!'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-8754175289301761387</id><published>2008-05-23T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:28:21.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 25 : Wesak Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbP17hkXzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/44r7KuTulGs/s1600-h/DSCN0634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbP17hkXzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/44r7KuTulGs/s320/DSCN0634.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203574944891690802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wesak Eve in SBS rocks! As usual the night started of with the offering of lights like every other year. After that the devotees are able to choose to go for either guided meditation or to watch a movie called Little Buddha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbJY7hkXxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PngQmoJ_n-M/s1600-h/DSCN0620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbJY7hkXxI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PngQmoJ_n-M/s320/DSCN0620.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203567849605717778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I didnt really find the movie pretty interesting. Little Buddha is a movie about Buddha's life from his previous life as a goat until the day he got enlightened. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbIDbhkXwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gS1faGxUGMY/s1600-h/DSCN0541.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbIDbhkXwI/AAAAAAAAAG8/gS1faGxUGMY/s320/DSCN0541.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203566380726902530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well it is kinda nice but which Buddhist doesn't know of Buddha's story? Lats year they had a documentary on Buddhism which was much more interesting, as they went deeper into Buddhism. However the little Buddha wasn't too bad too.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbLYbhkXyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oUDvBgDRo4s/s1600-h/DSCN0566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbLYbhkXyI/AAAAAAAAAHM/oUDvBgDRo4s/s320/DSCN0566.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203570040039038754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, surprisingly, there were a lot of lalas coming here. And all of them were dressed wrongly for such an ocassion. I find it pretty annoying that they come all the way to the top of SBS and think that it's a fashion show featuring them. Lalamuis were going like "Yay, my hair is slithery silkier that yours and my layered dress is pom-pomier than yours!" wheras lalazhais were comparing the amount of decorations hanging down from their rainbow-inspired christmas tree pants. I wouldn't really blame them if they were to treat somewhere else as their imaginary runway, but here? In a monk monastery? No No NO!&lt;br /&gt;Oh anyway, we transferred merits to the Nargis victims and the earthquake victims in China. May they be well and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4be1d1c33855e3d7" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4be1d1c33855e3d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331611464%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8FAF9CE9801E6E7E9591DD39F23AECB018BF7EF.37E85BB43E469989BD4786D406B5871B16D2343D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4be1d1c33855e3d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwyS0KfNSCgNlDnnB92-4FqDEtKM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4be1d1c33855e3d7%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331611464%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8FAF9CE9801E6E7E9591DD39F23AECB018BF7EF.37E85BB43E469989BD4786D406B5871B16D2343D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4be1d1c33855e3d7%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwyS0KfNSCgNlDnnB92-4FqDEtKM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I guess the thing I enjoyed most that night was the fireworks. The opalescent display of light and sounds was so captivating that many couldn't help but to sigh and gasp in adoration! Who wouldn't? It was ad if the sky was adorned with millions of pieces of gems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbQh7hkX0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0xHRtufdlwQ/s1600-h/DSCN0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbQh7hkX0I/AAAAAAAAAHc/0xHRtufdlwQ/s320/DSCN0612.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203575700805934914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh i nearly forgot, the food "Monaed" there was great! from Yam cakes to curry puffs. Yum.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbSSbhkX2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-4qc4MMUCLc/s1600-h/DSCN0633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbSSbhkX2I/AAAAAAAAAHs/-4qc4MMUCLc/s320/DSCN0633.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203577633541218146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But i didn't really like the noodles. Kinda bland. But who's complaining? It was prepared for us with a sincere heart, and that's all that matters (according to Lay Hoon la). So sadhu to those that spent their energy and time preparing them!And then. it was time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbRd7hkX1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/OFtj7Df0KP4/s1600-h/DSCN0545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbRd7hkX1I/AAAAAAAAAHk/OFtj7Df0KP4/s320/DSCN0545.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203576731598085970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hmm, this picture is kinda scary. But I like it! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-8754175289301761387?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/8754175289301761387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=8754175289301761387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8754175289301761387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/8754175289301761387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-25-wesak-eve.html' title='Song 25 : Wesak Eve'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/SDbP17hkXzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/44r7KuTulGs/s72-c/DSCN0634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-413629329630878803</id><published>2008-05-17T22:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:28:32.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 24 : Chemistry!!! Why???</title><content type='html'>I hate chemistry&lt;br /&gt;and chemistry hates me!&lt;br /&gt;Arghh!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-413629329630878803?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/413629329630878803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=413629329630878803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/413629329630878803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/413629329630878803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-24-chemistry-why_17.html' title='Song 24 : Chemistry!!! Why???'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-1296143463107836616</id><published>2008-05-17T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:28:41.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 23 : Refugees (Question 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The inferno of rage blazing in your chest, ravaging every sense of humanity left. Do you know how it feels like? The pain and anguish searing across every nerve in your system, lightened only by the desire to seek revenge. Do you know how it feels like? When life is drained of all its life with nothing left but the sole purpose to torment the ones who tormented you. Do you know how it feels like?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;I know.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    The whistling of the wind grew louder, as the gales scooped up a cloud of dirt towards my face. I was left coughing unbearably like an old hag as my hands flailed instinctively before my astonished face.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Once again, I was snapped out of my daydream. I rubbed the sides of my eyes gently, as the vision of a dense forest appeared before me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    At this point, you may be asking, “Why would a kid like me, be taking an afternoon nap in the middle of a tropical rainforest?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    The answer is simple. I have no home. The same goes to the rest of my family and friends.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Well, we once did in the land called Nusantara – the country where everyone always had a blissful smile carved on their faces. The country that was always bathed in the tender golden rays of the sun and vibrant flowers bloomed gracefully below, forming a breath-taking carpet on the earthian floor beneath. The country that bore the most delicious fruit in the world, that gushes down your throat with a sweet and warm sensation, as you sink your teeth in it. The country that was the closest place in the world to the mythical &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;kingdom&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;  of&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Shambhala&lt;/st1:placename&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    But that was once upon a time ago. Then, Nusantara was disdainfully robbed of its beauty when the avaricious leaders of Sangsara arrived with their metal birds and fearsome tanks, devouring it ravenously, for their own selfish sake and announced it their own. In just days, the country that was diligently built by its people was reduced to a wasteland of mere ashes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Stripped of our rights to live, we were compelled to leave our homes and were banished to the forests.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Now, nothing is left for us. No home, no food, and no hope. Nothing. The word ‘Nusantarans’ gradually faded, only to be replaced with the term ‘refugees’, whereas the fallen land vanished completely from the world map.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Destiny. Quaint yet curious destiny, like spindles of fate, weaved by an unknown force to produce eye-catching tapestries, depicting tales of victory of great heroes and empires. Yet again, what happens to deformed artworks of losers like us?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Abandoned and forgotten. Nobody cares about our mere existence. Why should they? They are too engrossed and preoccupied with their materialistic thoughts. Why should they notice redundant minor characters like us, lamenting and begging for mercy behind the stage, when they are so busy performing major scenes?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    A drop of tear rolled down my cheeks, lubricating my epidermis with a warm feeling.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    War and violence. Life is nothing but a sick joke. Jokes meant to ridicule folly and frail creatures like us, to entertain the great and mighty beasts.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Maybe, just maybe, all of that will change. Who knows? Maybe one day, the Fates will finally have pity on us. Maybe one day, the people of Sangsara will finally realise their flaw. Maybe one day, a kind and magnanimous Deva will descend from the heavens above and grab us out of this torture chamber.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    How naïve. Why dream of such absurd nonsense when you obviously know it will never come true? Why waste your time? Or is it just the human thing to do? To dream no matter how impossible it seems?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    The massive sun began to dissolve behind the lofty peak of the mountains. Even the sun is deserting us. Are we really that loathsome and repugnant? If so, why us?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    I bit my lips, outraged and dissatisfied. A feeling as bitter as bile flooded me. My left arm attempted a vain endeavor to hurl the earth that I had held so tightly till now, at the gargantuan ruby orb, while the index finger of my other hand stabbed at it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    “This is your entire fault!” I gave a harpy’s screech at the inanimate object, “Why can’t you shine upon us? Why let us live in shadows of misery?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Maybe it seems rather stupid, blaming the innocent sun but, when you are down and dejected, it just feels so good to put the blame on someone or something. Never do we realise that when we start pointing a finger at others, we are actually pointing three at ourselves.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    “If you despise us so much, why don’t you just disappear?” I yelled at the top of my voice as those words escaped my larynx like a jet.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    “Is it really the sun’s fault? It does provide us with light and warmth, you know,” whispered a timid voice behind me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    I turned my face to glare, just to discover a girl of a few years younger than me, standing weakly and wearing a solemn mask. It was Li Hwa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    “You stupid fool! What do you know? If its not, then whose? Who made our life such a pain?” Tears rolled down my face before I even know it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    She raised her gaze and squeaked, “We are always given choices in life. The choice to do what’s right or what’s not. The choice to either look forward to the future or to sulk over the past. The choice to look at things optimistically or pessimistically.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    “Choices my foot!” I retorted offensively, “We were born to suffer! And what’s with optimism? Can it give us food? Can it give us respect? Can it make death relinquish Mum and Dad from its grip?”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    She trudged a few steps backward and fell silent.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    We never spoke again since then.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Somehow, it feels so good to snap at someone when we are upset, but do we consider their feelings? Wouldn’t they be upset as well? Wouldn’t they snap at others too? Wouldn’t it return to us one day? Wouldn’t it be a vicious cycle?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Days passed like the beat of my heart. Yet, no amendments were made to our relationship.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    People say we should apologise when we are wrong. Sorry. Such a simple word. Still, there is always an unbreakable barrier between us, blocking our apology from getting out of our throat. Why? Egoism? Or rather, stupid pride?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    The blast shook the atmosphere accompanied by a series of ear-splitting screams. All hell has broken loose.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Refugees were shooting off in various directions, running for their lives, as the Imperial Army of Sangsara gave chase with their weapons of mass destruction.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Apparently, they were given orders to wipe out the remaining Nusantarans. They have taken everything – our home, our country, our family and friends. What more can they steal from us? Don’t they have feelings too? Don’t they know how we feel? Or are they just thoughtless golems and senseless myrmidons?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    People were everywhere in view, some lying motionlessly and some gasping for their last breath. My eyes scanned the area for my sister as my legs sped at increasing speed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Then I saw her. Li Hwa’s left eye, studded on her crumpled features, was badly ruptured. She was crawling feebly on the sandy floor due to her broken legs and she was soaked in crimson droplets. Yet, she managed a weak smile as her eyes met mine, despite her condition.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Then, another blast was heard. She completely vanished amidst the maelstrom of dust surrounding her. Every part of her that I had hurt with my words was blown to smithereens by the grenade, tossed by the Sangsarans as I was only capable of watching helplessly in agony.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    When you are in the wrong, you should say you’re sorry at once. Sometimes, you never know whether you will see the person you have offended again. Maybe your apologies will never be heard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    A mixed feeling of rage, disgust and sorrow welled up in me. My eyes swelled with fury as I could feel my heart imploding into a million pieces.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    A bereaved and incensed wail escaped my lips, as I lunged forward with all my strength, ready to strike one of those heartless Sangsarans. Suddenly, my steps came to a halt as a loud bang hit my eardrums.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Many reckon that optimism gives you a false illusion to conceal the dreadful truth. But, no matter how true or false it is, it is enough to provide us with a light of hope, to strengthen our will to face the ever-changing course of destiny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    I feel myself falling backwards, as a sharp pain pierced my chest and the pandemonium went on without me.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Why do we dream when we know that they won’t come true? Or how sure are we that they wouldn’t come true? How about the dream to soar above the wide open azure sky? If it wasn’t for that dream, how would the aeroplane come about? Dreams are bridges to the future. We should never underestimate the strength of dreams because no matter how impossible it may seem, there is no doubt that it is still possible.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    There I was, lying on my back and facing the vast sapphire sky. I could hear muffled cries and tremors of the stampede crawling up my spine. I could feel a warm liquid oozing profusely out from my wound. Am I dying? Somehow, it felt like everything didn’t matter anymore.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Injustice and grief. Life may seem like a sick joke that we guffaw to the world when the joke is on others and mourn to ourselves when it is on us. But, if we learn to laugh when the joke is targeted on us and cry when it is aimed at others, then we will be the ones laughing at life till the very end.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    My vision started to smear as an endless tunnel of light flashed across me, so bright that it was almost blinding me. I could feel myself floating so lightly and moving towards the shimmering lights ahead.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    Hatred, prejudice and wrath. Why are we treating our fellow brothers and sisters like that? Aren’t we all the same? &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    We’re all refugees. Each and everyone of use. We were all born to a land of innocence and freedom. However, as time matured, we were driven away from it by feelings of envy, gluttony, lust and abhorrence that began to stir a war in our souls.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still, a small part of us yearns to return to the land we once belonged to. Some found it. Some, still searching.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" face="trebuchet ms" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    I could see the light getting brighter and brighter as I was drawn closer and closer to the end of the tunnel. Voices that I recognised and never knew I would listen to again, greeted me with sheer delight. Right now, I know that my journey has ended. I have found the land of eternal happiness and paradise – Nirvana.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; line-height: 200%; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;    What am I? A refugee. Who am I? A Refugee who has finally found refuge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2008 commonwealth essay entitled Refugees. If you are also a participant, would you mind posting yours too? thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-1296143463107836616?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/1296143463107836616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=1296143463107836616' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1296143463107836616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/1296143463107836616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-23-refugees-question-5.html' title='Song 23 : Refugees (Question 5)'/><author><name>C. Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06452873037067641413</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Xa2pIyDfEm4/ST8vrkc7kqI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RtVW9pKBNww/S220/1_270035088m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3188392381120150610.post-4010834947955522128</id><published>2008-05-15T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T21:28:53.567-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song 22 : To crown which David?</title><content type='html'>Both the Davids will be competing against each other in the finale next week! Wonder who is gonna win? Both of them are loaded with tonnes of fans. Anyway, anyhow, get ready for some rock and R&amp;amp;B in the finale! BTW Syesha is a good singer too. Just that the davids are really fan magnets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3188392381120150610-4010834947955522128?l=songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/feeds/4010834947955522128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3188392381120150610&amp;postID=4010834947955522128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4010834947955522128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3188392381120150610/posts/default/4010834947955522128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songofasilentsoul.blogspot.com/2008/05/chapter-22-to-crown-which-david.html' title='Song 22 : To crown which David?'/><author><name>C. 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