<?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-3668986</id><updated>2012-02-17T04:23:44.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Passion,My Tale,My Life</title><subtitle type='html'>I Got To Tell You My Tale</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>370</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7264020918287635324</id><published>2011-08-05T08:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T08:13:33.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus</title><content type='html'>Time is not a luxury. Need to focus on the things I need to do. Actually that brainpower course guy did helped me alot. Improved my memory power and organize my life with a mind map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7264020918287635324?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7264020918287635324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7264020918287635324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7264020918287635324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7264020918287635324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2011/08/focus.html' title='Focus'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7786463086180649361</id><published>2011-08-04T23:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T23:22:03.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reading back stories which brought me here</title><content type='html'>I realize I stop blogging not long after falling in love again. So my conclusion is that I blog when I am sad,lonely and angry. Now with FB it seems like blogging is so yesterday. The thing I hate about FB is that you can't really say whatever you want, because people will read and affect you. It's always good to have a place to just let my emotions flow with no fear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7786463086180649361?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7786463086180649361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7786463086180649361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7786463086180649361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7786463086180649361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2011/08/reading-back-stories-which-brought-me.html' title='Reading back stories which brought me here'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-9112929083789738126</id><published>2011-05-24T22:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T20:19:34.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been a long long time since I even thought about blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-9112929083789738126?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/9112929083789738126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=9112929083789738126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/9112929083789738126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/9112929083789738126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2011/05/its-been-long-long-time-since-i-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8500849168077173662</id><published>2010-01-03T21:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:30:35.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I AM BACK!!</title><content type='html'>HELLOOOO&lt;br /&gt;I am back to start blogging again. Hoping that blogging will mantain my english standard as I recently sign up with British Council for the IELTS examination which is to enter any uni with a english cert as i flung my o levels english its like soo under rated la . i dun believe i am a D7 english student. After like 3 years since o level and now finally i have my chance to prove to everyone that my english isnt that bad okay.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Happy New Year 2010 to everyone and i hope everything has been good so far &lt;br /&gt;i realise the last time that i blog was when i broke up with my gf,but now its has been 2 years we have been together =) still strong as ever. i really love her alot . It just amaze me how much she has changed my life and all the wonderful things we had this 2 years. She is the girl that completes my soul, without her i would feel so empty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from a soccer match for JAWS and we won 4-3 . But i am still disappointed with myself for not scoring when i had quite a number of chances. Overall i am glad we won the game, just that for myself i have yet to improve alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting for my next pay check so that i can quickly get my SKATES!!! i been for it like since forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna end this post when i send my condolence to the family and band avenge sevenfold for the lost of a drummer,friend,family the revered. Can't imagine someone so young could just be gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Year 2009 we lost many great people and even a friend of mine and now the year 2010 is gonna be a year when great things are gonna happen and seriously i cant wait to finally start my NS lolz . its like 4th of MAY .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8500849168077173662?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8500849168077173662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8500849168077173662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8500849168077173662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8500849168077173662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-back.html' title='I AM BACK!!'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-2738070023231219992</id><published>2008-12-09T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:52:02.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnYolZms5JY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UnYolZms5JY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]:&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't seen your face&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryna be strong&lt;br /&gt;But the strength I have is washing away&lt;br /&gt;It won't be long before I get you by my side&lt;br /&gt;And just hold you, tease you, squeeze you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you what's been on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]:&lt;br /&gt;Girl I know mistakes were made between us two&lt;br /&gt;And we show our eyes that night even said somethings weren't true&lt;br /&gt;Why'd you go&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my girl since then&lt;br /&gt;Why can't it be the way it was&lt;br /&gt;Cause you were my homie, lover, friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge 1]:&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;Watching everyday that goes by&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;Till i get you back I'm gonna try&lt;br /&gt;(Yes I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;You are the apple of my eye&lt;br /&gt;(Girl I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;I can't lie&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;Watching everyday that goes by&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;Tell I get you back I'm gonna try&lt;br /&gt;(Yes I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;You are the apple of my eye&lt;br /&gt;(Girl I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;(I miss you much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge 2]:&lt;br /&gt;I want you to fly with me&lt;br /&gt;(want you to fly)&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;(miss how you lie)&lt;br /&gt;Just wish you could dine with me&lt;br /&gt;(wish you could dine with me)&lt;br /&gt;One that would grind with me&lt;br /&gt;(one that would grind with me)&lt;br /&gt;I want you to fly with me&lt;br /&gt;(want you to fly)&lt;br /&gt;I miss how you lie with me&lt;br /&gt;(miss how you lie)&lt;br /&gt;Just wish you could dine with me&lt;br /&gt;(wish you could dine)&lt;br /&gt;One that would grind with me&lt;br /&gt;(one that would grind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;Wish we never broke up right now now now&lt;br /&gt;We need to link up right now now now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-3072321954052656569</id><published>2008-12-09T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:34:47.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confuse</title><content type='html'>so now we fell apart. and just like 24 hours ago we were like dying to be together. hrmmm.. i am really confused ....&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry for hurting you and making life like hell. &lt;br /&gt;everything has its limit. i really did tried my best not to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna make u happy. to just see that smile on your face.&lt;br /&gt;but baby you are now gone.. &lt;br /&gt;i am really confused now.&lt;br /&gt;what do i want now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is there forever and ever?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3072321954052656569?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/3072321954052656569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=3072321954052656569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/3072321954052656569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/3072321954052656569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/12/confuse.html' title='confuse'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-628263732793434287</id><published>2008-12-08T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T23:33:14.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this the end of me?</title><content type='html'>today is the day when things go wrong and people come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st thing happened in the day - my gf broke off with me&lt;br /&gt;2nd played soccer with my cousins and uncle&lt;br /&gt;3rd i broke down the whole day because i only found out the 1st part after playing soccer&lt;br /&gt;4th went back home all my relatives were at my house for Hari Raya Haji&lt;br /&gt;5th my cousin also had the same problem with me which is the 1st &lt;br /&gt;6th talk things out tried to make each other feel better&lt;br /&gt;7th she calls me to tell me she made up her mind&lt;br /&gt;Last - i seriously dont know what to do now =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that things happen for a reason which i dont see it now. &lt;br /&gt;tml is my exam. sunday my brother's wedding. next week my gig. &lt;br /&gt;what a time that things happen. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-628263732793434287?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/628263732793434287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=628263732793434287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/628263732793434287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/628263732793434287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-this-end-of-me.html' title='is this the end of me?'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-6815535159737427456</id><published>2008-09-16T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T15:58:29.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proud arrogant backfire effect</title><content type='html'>well i been wanting to improve playing table tennis but it seems like i am not in the favour of the one being to improve . every time i come to play the first thing they would say is i am gonna lose cause they have improve. i mean like wtf. i come to play for fun and it seems the enjoy just trashing me at it. so yea. maybe i just give up playing so they wont have the pleasure anymore to do that. life is full of shit . and ends up i am always the bad guy who is arrogant and proud . lol . in the first place who is ? watever man. fucked up life. just because i had something on earlier they wanted to badly to see me lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my baby =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6815535159737427456?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6815535159737427456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6815535159737427456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6815535159737427456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6815535159737427456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/09/proud-arrogant-backfire-effect.html' title='proud arrogant backfire effect'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7548695278415083974</id><published>2008-07-02T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T22:10:12.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choice</title><content type='html'>hey yo its been a freaking long time since i last blog? anyway alot of things has happen in my life. As you all know i play guitar for Beyond Crimson Horizon. But well i guess it will come to an end soon. Not good enough to be part of the band so yea. i guess i will be taking my leave. and well i am currently trying out the other bands. sometimes i ever wonder what makes a band. but i guess its my downfall ever since new members came into the band and i have been heavily brought down with my style of playing and sucky skills. they wanted to push me to keyboards for BCH but i guess i might as well take my leave since i cant play the guitar. even being a 3rd guitarist i think i would be the lousiest.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the times when i just join the band. it was like so fun.. no pressure and we just play. but as times goes by .. drummers after drummers.. i still played like how i used to but this time suddenly they said that my timing is wrong and i am SUCKY. &lt;br /&gt;after such a long time jamming together and because of new members i am being like in a difficult position. and after not jamming as a band for a very long long time . Rex is trying to keep me in the band to just play keyboards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday we had a jamming session with a new drummer (just trying out) he went out of beat a couple of times. but average he is okay can improve. BEcause i have been sucky the past few session including at HOME CLUB, i trained on my guitar parts before the jamming and the days before. Hoping they would see some improvement. BUt guess wad happen during the jamming session. Rex suddenly told the drummer and ME to watch our timing. i swear to god that how can i be out of time when i never even play the part? and the rest of the members who are instrument players say nothing. well personally i felt i improve but to them i din soooooo. yeaa... after all those practices i made for the band like gone to drain. as long as i stayed in the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now they making the bassist to overtake my lead guitar and a new bassist is comming along with a new drummer.. soooo yea... i guess thats the reason what make me decide to leave the band. after jamming around together for like almost a year. it ends.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i feel and think. &lt;br /&gt;Rex keep saying i am EGO dont wanna admit my mistakes and like EGO EGO EGO. i seriously felt like shit because i admited my mistakes and wads the EGO about? &lt;br /&gt;Being in a Band where improvement = perfection?&lt;br /&gt;if i move to keys it would be no better to my music .. &lt;br /&gt;thats why i decided to find a new band where i can master my skills and improve,&lt;br /&gt;and incase for u guys to know we jam like 2-3weeks once? sometimes months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i know is i wanna be a better musician&lt;br /&gt;have i made the right choice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7548695278415083974?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7548695278415083974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7548695278415083974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7548695278415083974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7548695278415083974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/07/choice.html' title='choice'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-9002700151828558826</id><published>2008-03-17T01:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T02:07:22.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here without you</title><content type='html'>and there she went through the doors to the other side. all i could do was just to see her walking her walk away like nothing is wrong. it was just a glimpse of short moment i could hug her and kiss her goodbye and yet the torture is 11 days. even before the plane took off i started missing her terribly alot. she called me later saying her last words before taking off and there she goes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about 10 hour later she called me from thailand. but she was in a hurry.. it only lasted less than 2mins on the phone. and an email from her.&lt;br /&gt;since then......      there was no contact till today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been thinking alot about her.. i dont know what to do.. so i just kept emailing her everyday. hoping that she would response. i miss her so much but i just couldnt reach out to her. maybe my cry wasnt far enough for her to sense that i needed her that badly. 3 days without anything its scary. also after finding out there was a bomb at thailand . at the southern part. she is in the northen part thank god. but still a response tell me that yur okay would do good and i know that she is safe and sound.a small effort just to response would just save the day for us.  i cant possible force forget she existed right? i love her thats why i felt like this . because she is not in my arms . i dun blame her for anything but sometimes i just feel sad at times like these when i dont even know how she is doing. i pray for her safety and hope she has a great time over there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;torn from baby arm&lt;br /&gt;absence cause us harm&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of the unknown&lt;br /&gt;tears held up strongly &lt;br /&gt;wish upon the stars&lt;br /&gt;that you could hear my cry&lt;br /&gt;so that i see you once more&lt;br /&gt;with one small effort&lt;br /&gt;save the day for us&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-9002700151828558826?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/9002700151828558826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=9002700151828558826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/9002700151828558826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/9002700151828558826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-without-you.html' title='here without you'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7712354573123762079</id><published>2008-01-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:16:16.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the parents</title><content type='html'>okay.. today only attended 1 hour of class in school and then went to davis guitar again to buy some stuff and then send my sweetie home =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i send her to tampinies , to her bus stop, to her block, to her lift , to her door stop, to her house!! wat haha.. meet the parents was fun =) nice people got lots of cakes and drinks but yea i was shy. so yea.. update more tml brb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7712354573123762079?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7712354573123762079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7712354573123762079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7712354573123762079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7712354573123762079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/01/meet-parents.html' title='meet the parents'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5588621284736938546</id><published>2008-01-13T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:54:54.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A whole new happy life =)</title><content type='html'>hi everyone, 2008 has been so far been a good start for me. things has been quite shaky here and there but well i guess everything has been great for me. Its been a really really long time ever since i was this happy. =) This whole new love thing with my girl friend has really lighten up my life and i am so greatful to have such a charming and sweet girlfriend. And now i have found the thing i always wanted and this time round i will treasure her even more and try my very best not to ruin it. Its a blessing for me that someone like her came into my life and promise never to leave me and i appreciate it very very much . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is more fun than ever! =) I never been this happy before. And i thank her for everything she does for me. We laugh,cry,sing and even Dance!! haha.. I don't whats more to come but its just so fun . And i dearly miss her badly when i don't see her for a short moment. No matter how far the distance it takes to see her , as long we walk towards each other its such a small world after all . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also my band is doing our demo now. I have a damn good feeling it rocks because yea the drums , guitar and i can literally feel the lyrics how it gonna be sung like . ROCK ON BROS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love u sweetie! Muack =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5588621284736938546?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5588621284736938546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5588621284736938546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5588621284736938546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5588621284736938546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2008/01/whole-new-happy-life.html' title='A whole new happy life =)'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8112471807338582791</id><published>2007-12-31T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:42.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the photos of a new start</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R3iegcnpW5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/RbBXEz1UFuk/s1600-h/EPSON003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R3iegcnpW5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/RbBXEz1UFuk/s320/EPSON003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150040454173645714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R3idv8npW4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/H5S2EztvYnY/s1600-h/EPSON002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R3idv8npW4I/AAAAAAAAAFg/H5S2EztvYnY/s320/EPSON002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150039620949990274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay.. thats me and her on our first day out together as a couple =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8112471807338582791?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8112471807338582791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8112471807338582791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8112471807338582791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8112471807338582791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/12/photos-of-new-start.html' title='the photos of a new start'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R3iegcnpW5I/AAAAAAAAAFo/RbBXEz1UFuk/s72-c/EPSON003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7722009217558852241</id><published>2007-12-30T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T03:36:09.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even more and forever more</title><content type='html'>Well i guess its been really really a long time since the last time i updated my blog. What made me suddenly to blog again? Its because i have finally managed to move on with life with someone new to my life now. Its been for abt 2 freaking years of my pathetic   life since i ever felt love. I lost hope,shed ,crushed , broke down and abandoned. I think that the time has finally come for me to finally move one with life now because i finally found something i been looking for a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age doesn't really matter , does it? i dun give a damn. All i care is how good on the inside. And thats the way it should always be. =) Everything just seems to much clearer now as there is a new sense of hope and happiness. You must be wondering why is this person so special to me that made such a huge impact in my life. She isnt just anybody, she is like the answer from my prayers . And i thank god everyday for giving an angel to love and look after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway her name is hazirah from my school too NP. Isnt that cool haha.. same school, same year . And what she is all about i couldn't ask for more, because she is the most understanding girl ever. We never even argue about anything? not even a word of anger? Only good things like we will always say. And give in to each other all the time. I really couldn't find the exact to tell her how much i love her and appricate her really alot. It has been 5 days since we just got together. We got together on Christmas. She is my best Christmas present ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new start, new hope, new passion and love =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7722009217558852241?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7722009217558852241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7722009217558852241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7722009217558852241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7722009217558852241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/12/even-more-and-forever-more.html' title='Even more and forever more'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7056020687931101268</id><published>2007-12-18T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T00:31:24.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad long day</title><content type='html'>i woke up this morning having this anxious feeling for my car test today. even the past few nights i had nightmare that some things in life i just cant get and it just gets even further. i went there an hour earlier for my car warm up before the test. everything was perfect. but yet during the test i screwed up big big big time =(&lt;br /&gt;my very first course the vertical parking which was one of the easiest task to do but yet i screwed up.. the fucking rain!!! why why why? =( because of that my judgement wasnt accurate and it screwed up my parking. and later suddenly the tester tap the front so  i did the emergency brake and almost everything from the back flew to the front. i was shocked but well its the correct thing that i did how to stop the car but after that i did the most stupid mistake ever. to change lane late and end up changing on a bend and obstruct the road.. because of this 3 stupid stupid mistake it cause my license =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am just born not to have such privilege ? i dunnoe yet confused.. got to wait another 4 months!!! for the next test.. haiz.... damn damn sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yat and i rented a car today and we drove around to have some fun. but still at the back of my mind my stupid mistake to fail the test. because everything else i did was close to perfect.. oh my =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got home and yea feeling down.. so that means i am gonna get my bike first as the test is in 2 months. i wish myself all the best. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7056020687931101268?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7056020687931101268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7056020687931101268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7056020687931101268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7056020687931101268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/12/sad-long-day.html' title='sad long day'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-360587797503514969</id><published>2007-12-10T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:43.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R11ALGzg5OI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_r6RbehqB7U/s1600-h/DSCN8804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R11ALGzg5OI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_r6RbehqB7U/s320/DSCN8804.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142336909076391138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a picture of my new love =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-360587797503514969?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/360587797503514969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=360587797503514969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/360587797503514969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/360587797503514969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/12/picture-of-my-new-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/R11ALGzg5OI/AAAAAAAAAFY/_r6RbehqB7U/s72-c/DSCN8804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7293207620262596244</id><published>2007-12-08T01:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T01:02:50.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind</title><content type='html'>I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;br /&gt;I watched helpless&lt;br /&gt;As you turn around to leave&lt;br /&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;A past so deep&lt;br /&gt;That even you could not bury if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That everything&lt;br /&gt;Would be like it was before&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this&lt;br /&gt;It seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this why&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever want to leave&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more&lt;br /&gt;Then you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;And part of me died&lt;br /&gt;When I let you go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7293207620262596244?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7293207620262596244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7293207620262596244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7293207620262596244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7293207620262596244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/12/blind.html' title='Blind'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-6578019463297238162</id><published>2007-12-07T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T23:10:16.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO LIFE!!</title><content type='html'>HEY YO! finally i recovered from my sickness after 1 week BEING SICK AND CANT DO MUCH!! muahaha.. i hope i could complete my band's demo by this weekend so we could sign up for baybeats next year. well life been quite nice this year i suppose? get alot of stuffs? hrmm more happening than ever ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i damn lazy to blog now days.. because no mood .. &lt;br /&gt;well i upload my band pics when we are done this weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6578019463297238162?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6578019463297238162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6578019463297238162' 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back to SCHOOL! woot!! =)&lt;br /&gt;better focus and don't fool around anymore ming &lt;br /&gt;go finish my bike prac faster then get bike so can buy more time to relax ? haha&lt;br /&gt;well if i got bike i go home early everyday also can &lt;br /&gt;hari raya is comming fasting still never miss 1 day muhaha yea !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7723072370115704944?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7723072370115704944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7723072370115704944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7723072370115704944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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And he said that he wants to make it happen that our band perform at DXO this novemeber . Well i also badly want to perform at DXO. anyway just met my fren who came over near my place to tell me abt some business stuff. kinda of interesting. my ambition is always about making money and doing the the things i ever wanted. It hit me hard that i can't always drool over my bad education results. after all its a qualification that i need to work. and that money is limited and its not guarantee that its stable that i get that amount of money. i have always believe that investing in business and making my own business is the way to make money. and you  don't need a high qualification to do that. it somehow made me look towards the bright side of life. my fren also drop out like me, said that don't see it as a bad thing i got expelled from school. maybe its a sign or something. this is my downfall of life , thats what my parents see me . well if its my downfall , i don't blame anyone. i always too believe that life is about ups and downs. too bad that my parents dun think that way. i do really want to achieve the things i have set my goal for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world when people talk business , they say its bullshit&lt;br /&gt;until you show them the money at their face&lt;br /&gt;its the money that will shut them up&lt;br /&gt;infact people who say its bullshit are the cowards &lt;br /&gt;who don't dare to take the risk&lt;br /&gt;i am willing to suffer all the pain i am having now to work towards my goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-449078628744038228?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/449078628744038228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=449078628744038228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/449078628744038228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/449078628744038228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/09/can-you-feel-your-heart-beat-racing.html' title='Can you feel your heart beat racing?'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-4357929891392419805</id><published>2007-09-15T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:05:50.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I tried to be a better man</title><content type='html'>well yea my results came.. my biggest nightmare came through. happy? &lt;br /&gt;i got kick out of school. i am going to NS. happy?&lt;br /&gt;well maybe its fated for me to go through this. &lt;br /&gt;went to school wif my parents and bro to appeal against my dismissal earlier today. they said have a chance.. maybe. 2 out of 10? &lt;br /&gt;i think i better prepare myself for NS. &lt;br /&gt;i imagined this when i was taking the exams. i guess no body knew how scared i was. and now its no use being scared. &lt;br /&gt;even before my results came. i swear if i pass and get to continue i would really study like a mad dog. haiz.. &lt;br /&gt;my family wants me to changed? stop music? stop all my life?&lt;br /&gt;finding it hard to accept to really stop music . i dunnoe why even i knew studies came first. who doesnt want to change to be a better person. &lt;br /&gt;my parents thought its my music that distract me the most. &lt;br /&gt;well i find it hard to accept la. &lt;br /&gt;but i have to change.&lt;br /&gt;and i come to realise that actually i spend most of my time&lt;br /&gt;doing nothing?&lt;br /&gt;really nothing? &lt;br /&gt;i been slacking , sleeping, lepaking too much i think.&lt;br /&gt;if i were to put my studies ahead of all the things i wanna do&lt;br /&gt;then i can do whatever i want. &lt;br /&gt;i dun think they trust me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;thats why i think i might as well go ns to lose all my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;its like losing my life.&lt;br /&gt;i know its important. but its just like so dead la.. i cannot live wif it.&lt;br /&gt;sorry i think like a small boy. but i too wanna make my own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;i am turning 20 next year. and still i am like u know . being told to study and all.. haiz.. how to change like that. dun blame them but i wish i had the chance to learn things the hard way. because the easy way doesnt get in my head.&lt;br /&gt;what am i talking? shit... my mind is going nuts&lt;br /&gt;okok i will change.&lt;br /&gt; seriously i will.&lt;br /&gt;but please dun tell me what to cut and all. i want to make my own decision to know what i want to choose. i know i always tend to do so many things at 1 time. but well okok.. i list down now and see if its better&lt;br /&gt;1 studies&lt;br /&gt;2 music (np strings and my own band)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that alot? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess its hard for some people to understand how much i am gonna change. well.  , no point talking so much. i got to show it to them. well if u think i am talking too much here? this is a blog . come one its thoughts in my head. i am not like gonna tell people by mouth what i mention here rite? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may tml be a better day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4357929891392419805?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4357929891392419805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4357929891392419805' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey yesterday had my first soccer match in don't know how many months? felt so damn rusty.. well the game was at tampinies safra !! damn far.. but well the new field paid it off =) playing on new artificial grass.. was quite a though game but well we lost 3-2 . could had scored more on our side. and yea i think i am damn rusty now playing. i was given the left back position . the position that i played in secondary school days. well the 1st half of the match i was dying because my stamina is draining me up very fast. i almost wanted to faint. well i held on till half time. i was wasting way to much energy trying to chase the players and overlap . 2nd half was better as i manage to pace my energy out evenly. even had a decent shot but gone wide. better than 1st half. well my legs are weak now. and my stamina . alot of work out and training has to be done! even my control and passing. i miss being on tip top condition playing and always make a difference in the team.  well now my legs are aching because i got tackled quite badly in the first half. the guy boots landed on my left ankle while i cleared the ball. can see the boot marks on my leg now lol.. okok going to driving lesson now and later going for my guitar lesson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4543947392993314768?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4543947392993314768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4543947392993314768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4543947392993314768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>hello i know its been quite awhile since i last updated my blog.. well i just came back from chek wye birthday outing. and its like 3.15AM now OMG! feeling super shagged.. well zero to hero competition is finally over. well i assume we are all noe heros? i dun feel like i accomplish much. rather disappointed with myself.. well i really had fun with u guys jamming and all but i am just u noe stubborn just not happy with myself for not doing being.. i am not a hero till i overcome my greatest challenge. i know my mentally is very competitive and its very bold and dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanna say is that i am proud of drop-d to pull off a good show even we did everything at the very last min. well something that struck me was when one of the judges told me this "you are a good man, dun let others tell you otherwise" and chek wye gave me a pad on my back. well feel kind of relief. my vocal i can still say it sucks to the core. the only thing i had was my showman ship going nuts and act like as though i am some superstar trying to impress the crowd. it really feels great holding the mic and have hundred of eyes watching you. well i really love to be somebody someday to be a front man and have the power. what they always call it " with the lift of your fingers, you lift up the world " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently i have alot alot of things i been thinking about. and i felt that sometimes my life is kinda of empty. the only thing i feel comfortable filling in is music. well i hope that i can add more spices to my life than just being like this forever.i rather die . getting sick of the same stuff everyday. and when i take a look around. i just envy of all the things that i dun have. its just killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a cold day&lt;br /&gt;my heart is empty&lt;br /&gt;arms feeling weak&lt;br /&gt;eyes wide shut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mind in an illusion&lt;br /&gt;memories elude&lt;br /&gt;hopes turned cold&lt;br /&gt;soul is dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stain on my shirt&lt;br /&gt;torn out of baby arms&lt;br /&gt;tears came crashing&lt;br /&gt;smell of dead roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the light at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;its dark and freezing cold here&lt;br /&gt;dreamt of an angel&lt;br /&gt;telling me everythings okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;it was empty&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3146880723003245102?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/3146880723003245102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=3146880723003245102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXDW2qNqwI/AAAAAAAAADM/yDGD8_LKvzE/s1600-h/29-08-07_1338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXDW2qNqwI/AAAAAAAAADM/yDGD8_LKvzE/s320/29-08-07_1338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104200550091434754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXDRGqNqvI/AAAAAAAAADE/RbdAil0FI4k/s1600-h/DSC03705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXDRGqNqvI/AAAAAAAAADE/RbdAil0FI4k/s320/DSC03705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104200451307186930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXCGWqNquI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8EK8ekwv91I/s1600-h/28-08-07_1314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXCGWqNquI/AAAAAAAAAC8/8EK8ekwv91I/s320/28-08-07_1314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104199167111965410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello back from camp thats a pic of me and mark celebrating our 1st yea anniversary. and thats vell with chee ko pek smile and suren wif his lame face hahaha.. well camp was quite a turn off.. well made some new frens here and there. damn tired now anyway. dun know what to do for the rest of the holidays =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-2322452212333455937?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RtXDW2qNqwI/AAAAAAAAADM/yDGD8_LKvzE/s72-c/29-08-07_1338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-4596742221776952218</id><published>2007-08-23T01:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T02:10:46.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>hello! i think this skin is freaking awesome because its the lyrics from the song "iris" superb song. well its meaningful to me. anyway exams are over and i pray hard that i will pass all my subjects and continue with my poly life. i just cant imagine the worse. its really scary. who knows that it would be my last time coming to school taking the exams and coming to school normally. its really really scary i can say. well now its holidays i should be enjoying as much as i can lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started work like the day after my final paper. can say teaching the juniors was really fun. they had to prepare for this robotics competition and i was there to assist them and encourage them. well they were sitting on the floor figuring out how to make the robot move more accurate. to collect these 3 bricks from their base. lol. its lego my childhood toy haha.. anyway well after 2 hours the kids working out on the solution they accidentally hit the power off their laptop and all the documents are gone lol. so they have to like retype the whole program out.. well i pity them so i sat on the floor  wif them and help them out. lol.. its really cute and nice to like see how the juniors respect . they were like saying " wah teacher so pro. we take 2 hours to figure out, he 2 hours can liao " haha.. of course la or else why would i be paid to help them lol. well its really nice mixing around wif the juniors . i miss my sec school days. i think if i would be a teacher i would be too nice to be one haha.. i always never like scolding people but just talking to them to like encourage them. because forcing is no use. once u win their heart. what ever u do in life with yur heart, surely it will work. no point forcing them . well look at myself i think my life is really screwed up. and i dun see my self as a role model for them to follow . all my life.. the only thing that isnt perfect for me has always been my studies. i dunnoe if its because i am dumb or what.  well i kinda of figure out that my motivational spirit i super weak. i always intend to give up halfway and not focus. i always hated myself for being lazy. and regret  . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now its holidays all i can only look forward to is JAMMING!  got the role or rhythm guitarist for Rex band. pretty awesome but of course i would prefer playing lead guitar. haha..  lead is like the way to feel the guitar . everytime play power chord sure sianz one haha..  tml indra aiman mark and chek wye comming my house to jam the whole day.. hopefully we will work something out for saturday rehearsal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life aint perfect but i can't complain , i think i am fortunate enough to suffer this less . as i known people who needs it more than i do. i realize i always feel like i am in an illusion . i still don't know what makes me feel like its reality. its always abt dreams and nightmares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with every hidden message there will always be a reason&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4596742221776952218?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4596742221776952218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4596742221776952218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4596742221776952218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4596742221776952218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/08/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-397013770335501308</id><published>2007-08-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T03:17:56.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics of stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-397013770335501308?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/397013770335501308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=397013770335501308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/397013770335501308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/397013770335501308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/08/pics-of-stress.html' title='pics of stress'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-3563128893746317087</id><published>2007-08-17T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T02:19:43.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROCK BABY ROCK!!</title><content type='html'>omfg.. i am bloody high now.. because i am gonna be in rex's band playing guitar now.. wtf awesome rite? the band name is "Beyond Crimson Horizon" fucking shiok baby.. got to learn this 2 songs from underoath. "young and inspiring" and "when the sun sleeps" damn nice song when the sun sleeps.. got keyboard and all. next saturday  our first jamming session.. and guess what ? the drummer that i found on the net. also listens to muse. fucking awesome .. the bassist in the band also do.. cant imagine we jam Stockholm syndrome ! hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg omg exam saturday now still can dream abt jamming and all.. haven study somemore die die.. but i dun care. MUSIC MUSIC MUSIC is my blood.! :D shiok man.. i cannot wait till holidays.. start writing songs and all. currently i am earning money teaching music.. 60 per person a month. not bad income la.. hope by end of this year we have songs to play in gigs! yea! omg i love this feeling . when u feel u finally found a band . feels like i have found my love!  I love it ! My love my passion my music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with music i dun care abt anything else. just wanna rock rock rock! yea!!!&lt;br /&gt;LETSSSS GOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am insane yes i am &lt;br /&gt;i am sick of doing other things instead of music. &lt;br /&gt;prays hard&lt;br /&gt;that our band will establish into the music industry with our very own album.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3563128893746317087?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/3563128893746317087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=3563128893746317087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrzX3osDjcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iWyFIwlmdCc/s1600-h/DSCN8644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrzX3osDjcI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iWyFIwlmdCc/s320/DSCN8644.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097186229091536322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrzVCIsDjbI/AAAAAAAAACs/9q5kAHsUcNQ/s1600-h/DSCN8603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrzVCIsDjbI/AAAAAAAAACs/9q5kAHsUcNQ/s320/DSCN8603.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097183110945279410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrzTlIsDjaI/AAAAAAAAACk/0k2l8RBK5Ss/s1600-h/DSCN8614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrzTlIsDjaI/AAAAAAAAACk/0k2l8RBK5Ss/s320/DSCN8614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097181513217445282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf am i doing here.. its 5am now and my exam is 10am later. wtf man.. i still got to study .. well npd was okat took some pics from my bro lol.. went out wif his mac crew.. well damn pai sei sia.. cause i like a stranger extra .. anyway had quite alot of fun duo haha.. i was like the whole day.. omg omg i never go singfest .. wth.. =( well the fireworks and air planes actually made my day! wohoo..  lepak wif my bro and his gang la.. bo bian hahaha... all my frens busy self studying sio..!! haha.. i going nuts because of the exams.. omg omg..  please please just let me pass and fast forward time for once :D haha..  and let the good time roll ..   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i still high over the happenings on baybeats! yeap yeap..  anyway i got a job opening 12 dollars per hour.. work as a teacher? teach play game haha.. cool eh? at nan hua sec eh.. dun play play haha.. but too bad one of the days is the first day of challangers.. anyway cant wait till camp and music camp! oh yea of course spending out time in the jamming room for days agian!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1852444977081862110?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1852444977081862110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1852444977081862110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1852444977081862110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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all.&lt;br /&gt;I've given alot of thought,&lt;br /&gt;On how to write you back this fall,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every single letter,&lt;br /&gt;In every single word,&lt;br /&gt;There will be a hidden message&lt;br /&gt;About a boy that loves a girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you care if I, dont know what to say?&lt;br /&gt;Will you sleep tonight?,&lt;br /&gt;Or will you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Will I shake this off,&lt;br /&gt;Pretend its all okay?&lt;br /&gt;That there's someone out there who feels just like me...&lt;br /&gt;There is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8654399311435277138?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8654399311435277138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-2757209768299208935</id><published>2007-08-07T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:49.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrddXosDjZI/AAAAAAAAACc/c28F31IbiLo/s1600-h/DSCN8592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrddXosDjZI/AAAAAAAAACc/c28F31IbiLo/s320/DSCN8592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095644164033580434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrddE4sDjYI/AAAAAAAAACU/JfIYOM7D0Qs/s1600-h/DSCN8574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrddE4sDjYI/AAAAAAAAACU/JfIYOM7D0Qs/s320/DSCN8574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095643841911033218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/Rrdar4sDjXI/AAAAAAAAACM/1Mv1SEiPfC0/s1600-h/DSCN8581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/Rrdar4sDjXI/AAAAAAAAACM/1Mv1SEiPfC0/s320/DSCN8581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095641213391048050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-2757209768299208935?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RrddXosDjZI/AAAAAAAAACc/c28F31IbiLo/s72-c/DSCN8592.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5290275632654655898</id><published>2007-08-05T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:50:56.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOSH!!!1</title><content type='html'>hell yea !!!!!!!!! WOWOWOWOWHOHOHOHO!!&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe.. baybeats was freaking fucking awesome dudes! went with hashim,hakim ,rex and hakim's fren ! WTF it was the best night ever in my life.. i finally got to body surf! and on top of that. i did it five times!!! WOOOOO!!! fucking awesome la.. when u are above the crowd. well one of the five times i ended up landing on my upper back bone with a crack ouch! but i dun give a fuck haha.. still continue moshing and dancing.. hehe.. fucking awesome guys. AVA was awesome but the Swedish band was even more fucking awesome! hehe.. screamo!!!!  had a really great time with you guys and the concert!! i always wanted to body surf. and its feels fucking awesome and randomly just make frens around to help each other body surf. awesome! hehe the whole year i been waiting for this fucking event and hell yea! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the last night i went to watch caracal but only went there to watch only cause i brought eunice and her fren there so cannot have the violent fun hehe. went to watch this thai movie ALONE . hashim came late so yea. waited for him so we had to watch the 11.35pm show. lepak the whole night.. only watched 1 band in baybeats. omg the show ALONE is damn shocking la.. haha i hate to hear the sudden sound and the stupid retard face of the ghost hehe.. well was quite a good show to scare people. quite a slack nite anyways cant compare to what happen just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg !!! we actually dance , cheered, jeered, flew all over the place in the middle of the hundereds watching hehe.. i hope i was caught in the photo taken during the photo shooting of the band with the crowd. because i was kneeling on rex shoulders!! WOW!! fun!!! and being up there and motiving  the crowd was awesome. and some people around me actually just hug me and enjoy the movie. great atmosphere . well at the end of the concert it looked like i was thrown in the river as i was drenched in perspiration.  saw alot of similar faces all over the place . was awesome. great job guys!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5290275632654655898?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5290275632654655898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5290275632654655898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5290275632654655898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5290275632654655898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/08/mosh1.html' title='MOSH!!!1'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-2594293813047933672</id><published>2007-07-31T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T11:50:22.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>in school now waiting for khai and klemon to finish their class to come for break lunch =) damn fucking bored now. sitting alone in the atrium . browsing through the net randomly . still quite a long day  to go today. dunnoe if i should watch simpsons today or not. god i realize how much of a big spender i am lol.. shall continue blogging when i get home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-2594293813047933672?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/2594293813047933672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=2594293813047933672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/2594293813047933672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/2594293813047933672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8783824853777629309</id><published>2007-07-30T03:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:12:56.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time comming</title><content type='html'>its been quite a long time since i last update.. what happen ? haha went to quite a lot of concerts these few days and oh yea just conducted my first bass lesson just now. paid 50 a month to teach once a week. not bad eh? =)&lt;br /&gt; well last week had a pretty tough time. failed my bike prac and alot of things la. now at russ house lepaking haha.. how cool can it be? tml school start at 8am but i think i gonna go only at 9 am wif them haha.. i got a feeling we are gonna oversleep !! haha. i just can't wait till all my exams are over so i can just start jamming and enjoy the holidays.  i feel that this comming holidays is gonna be a long and good one ! oh yea mat nor say wanna go batam then maybe go thailand? see how man haha.. &lt;br /&gt;next week is baybeats!! YEA !! hahaha.. and the following week singfest. cannot afford the ticket la $100 eh.. so gonna just crash la.. i think i going alot of concerts this year.. but its awesome man. concert ROCKS! =) yesterday just went to orchard wif shim and kel to watch a few bands. some good some okok.  but the best part of yesterday is the dinner i had wif my family .. OMFG its awesome la.. buffet. i remembered once my ex telling me the place opposite far east , beside dfs the hotel there the first level the buffet there power. well only after 2 years than i go there wif my family to eat .. OMG the FOOD !! POWER!! got alot alot alot of food man.. like food heaven haha.. but its 50bucks person.. my dad pay all so yea.. not so heart pain la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this comming week which is today? later go skool wtf haha.. study study!! haha then go np strings? tuesday school for only 2 hours then go car prac. dunnoe when wanna book my bike prac. tuesday gonna watch simpsons wif russ sop shim and dunnoe who else.. haha.. then comming friday gonna watch movie plus baybeats!! =) caracal will be there.. so yea gonna rock hard man.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz if i could just pause time and do whatever i want .. but well we will always grow old and grey. so live life to the fullest =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8783824853777629309?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8783824853777629309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8783824853777629309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8783824853777629309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8783824853777629309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-time-comming.html' title='long time comming'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1366031766524052031</id><published>2007-07-20T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T11:01:13.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time is running out</title><content type='html'>i don't know why i had to sleep alot these few days. i wished i was like last time i can go on with a few days without sleep. maybe because of the stress is killing me. test comming and exams! omfg. and my this school of rock thing. band! anyway mark let me listen to this song yesterday and i find it damn nice. Your Guardian Angel by red jumpsuit apparatas . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its pretty irritating when i tried to strecth my vocal range and some people just like to make fun of it. my throat is fucking pain now because i aready like strain it and making fun of it is not gonna help. i got to sing more, but its just not happening because its being brought down with bad remarks. i don't even know if there is a slight improvement or not because its always the same three words "ming don't sing" being aready so stress up wif my fucking project and things are going worse because tml is the reharsal for zero to hero. our 2nd song isnt ready because the band can never be together to plan properly . if u don't realise i just hate it when people go in the jamming room where ever it is and just whack themsleves . i mean its like fucking noisy la.. the purpose is to play together wad. if play for awhile yur own its okay but all the way wasting time and not getting things done is fucking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had knew longer i would had join rex band to play guitar. because everyone there is aready that level so its more challanging to like improve. i mean the way i see it they are way more fucking serious about playing music. always just wanna improve and improve . not individual but as a band.  recently i just asked hakim to handle whatever band i am in. cause its very stressful la to keep reminding all and decide what songs to play as a band. i just wanna perform in gigs someday. but haiz.. i just dun have this burning desire from my bandmates. there is always a fire inside me to just like fuck care everything and just play music. all that i ever wanted was a band that who rock together for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1366031766524052031?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-6837327783025944338</id><published>2007-07-19T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T00:26:28.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dying</title><content type='html'>today was a really really strange werid day. i think maybe because i watch romeo and juilet suddenly. i dunnoe why the whole day the movie picture was in my mind. yea a boy and girl who barely knew each other for less than 24 hours get married and dead within 2 days. how tragic can life be. the reason why they fell in love at first sight is because of the same vision they had abt love. its truly amazing how such beautiful the way they speak. the starting part when romeo have no idea who is juilet. the way he express his thoughts and how much he wants to love even there is no one yet he knew. well the ending of the story line is really u noe.. i just cannot believe it la in the both died. i kind of like the old ways of how they speak english. very beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entire whole day i got this song stuck in my head, seize the day. learn abt 1/3 of the guitar solo.. omg i dunnoe what has got into me.. i am soo obssesed with the movie and music. i always picture myself like how romeo is in the movie at the starting. always gazing throught the sky and express the thoughts and feelings how beautiful life can be rather than hate. with the cousin and mates protecting each other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much i so want to give all i got&lt;br /&gt;yet i speak in silence &lt;br /&gt;let there be stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;when the sun kisses the earth&lt;br /&gt;what i kept within me&lt;br /&gt;shall soon one day be share and set free&lt;br /&gt;the one any only thee i seek my answer&lt;br /&gt;end this meaningless life of mine&lt;br /&gt;and so shall thee show me colours&lt;br /&gt;with a reason to go on&lt;br /&gt;who is this person that will change my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the question shall not be heard but answered with a heart.&lt;br /&gt;i for long await the time to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this friday is my i&amp;e school of rock orientation and i planning everything myself.. wtf ! =( i farking stress.. suffer in slience. let there be light for me to clear my troubles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6837327783025944338?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6837327783025944338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6837327783025944338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6837327783025944338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6837327783025944338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/dying.html' title='dying'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-983976162056738257</id><published>2007-07-13T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T02:24:23.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woot a long day</title><content type='html'>hello! =) i just reached home and its like 1.30 am now.. just came back from watching HARRY POTTER!! hahahah.. was okok la but after all it was awesome watching wif klemon , shim ,russ and sop. i kept laughing my ass off the whole day i dunnoe why until i feel my head starting to ach cause of too much laughing. i know guys how petty i can be but whats ming without being petty? hahaha .. okok WTF am i doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a long long day.. was fucking stress the night before thining of what to songs to play in school to perform just now. after all the trouble searching a for a vocalist.. guess who we got to sing for us? haha we manage to get Norman from the singapore idol guy to sing for us.. well everything was last min and i think we did great but i knew the band could had done better but sowie due to the errors i made haha.. but after all a good experience in the school atrim. after everything ended i played this game and won a CAR? hahha a toy car.. and the box is pretty big and i was like carrying it around . people thinking wtf is wrong with this guy haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know how fucking sick it is trying to ACT gay but its fun =) haha.. i bet a million yen kai is enjoying it very much.. but i guess he has been doing it all by himself all his life so he shy haha.. i am being insane this few days being fucking lame. but it works to cheer up alot. espcially going through a roller coaster ride twice in a row.. thats scary. it all thanks to the bros who has been there for me or else i would had regret every step i made,i have nothing to lose but them, because its worth fighting for - harry potter &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i realise after a fucking long period of time a day when i finally woke up, i got fix my fucking self. i am screwed and wasted. i wish i can just scream out whatever i left in me. it always does feel better screaming to words and thoughts out. no wonder people who i used to known just fade away, or i choose to fade away because i just dun wanna withness another disaster . back to square 1 where isnt a strange place to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i really want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all these while chasing my wildest dream trying to be someone who i ever wanted, even getting everything i wanted doing all the things i love to do . exprience the best time of my life and in the making. my dream has always been that one girl i see in my dream who is just there but i dunnoe who. because having everything in life and getting things i ever wanted , at the end of the day it would be fucking sad if i had no one to share it with. i can never forget the scars i drew on myself to remind me that my heart hurts more then the skin tearing open bleeding. i dun see love is a game to play because its something special in life that everyone derserves. for the family, frens and the soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what i really want?&lt;br /&gt;haha.. if u were to asked me who is that girl i always dream about and thought. i can only describe how is she like. but not who. i think its a kind of a once in a billion kind of the people that i know then i will find that true someone. because it doesnt mean liking someone means its the one u been looking for. i dun look for someone who likes me . the gal i see was like an angel, who is the perfection that will complete my life. can be trusted,not selfish,not dumb,think for the best,sweet,funny,supportive,patience,cool attitude. having all these quality will bring out the more of me. every sweat every blood every tear every move every breath , there is a reason worth fighting for. even with the whole world agianst me she would still be there. in life its always worth everything when you have someone to share it with and care. thats how beautiful love the way i see it. &lt;br /&gt;having someone to walk along this path in life, looking stars ,walking on the beach bare feet, traveling around the world and music flowing with emotions and feelings . spending my whole life just to love =) thats the power . well singapore the way i see it cannot go far to enjoy life haha.. i will really pity my kids under the strong pressure they are gonna face next time. so lets get the fuck out of here and move to california or australia. become surfers or something. whatever they enjoy doing best . to me life.. i believe in always being positive and happy! no matter how hard i fall or suck. i have my whole life to improve and be a better man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess haven been seeing things far enough, so maybe i have lost my focus on what matters to me. to all my bros. life aint nothing without some brotherhood love . haha sounds wrong. but yea i swear i will invite u to me future wedding dudes. even its overseas, i pay every single cent to get yur ass to my wedding haha!! even it takes to climb up a mountain . for my wedding , i want ROCK MUSIC , i want a couple dance floor , GOOD DJ , oh yea of course GOOD FOOD! , ALL MY BROS , FAMILY , somewhere that is not hot , like on a highland like the one in american pie the wedding, my band to perform a song specailly for the bride. drive in a fucking cool sports car ( depends how rich i am hahahaha) of course my wife ( my guitar) must be there to party too. everyone having a good time . best location i can think of? at the COAST OF MELBOURNE! like the pic in my frenster haha.. that is so fucking awesome. kiss the bride with the beautiful sunset behind. i can picture that in my mind. acutally i rather not having the sports car if it is there, i would fly a plane instead! fucking awesome haha.. oh yea of course dun count me on your wedding bros! haha.. i gonna making things alittle bit more different? hahaha. come on man wif me around and kai wanna act the stiff master? haha .. omg too much american pie. okok wtf i think its like i am fucking trying to descride this dream i ever wanted. nono its my destiny . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break the code in life&lt;br /&gt;fate is not a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;it couldnt be fated until it happened&lt;br /&gt;destiny is fate&lt;br /&gt;thats where u break the myth of fate &lt;br /&gt;and make it YOUR DESTINY ! &lt;br /&gt;everything can be achieve &lt;br /&gt;as long u believe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i talk too much haha&lt;br /&gt;maybe i miss the feeling how it really was to be &lt;br /&gt;a level higher in life&lt;br /&gt;so that i can have the clear view of the world&lt;br /&gt;to let people see how beautiful&lt;br /&gt;things are rather then looking down&lt;br /&gt;at their dirt under their feets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wanna do is RRRRROOOOOCCCCK!!!! &lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!! &lt;br /&gt;okay adios &lt;br /&gt;nits its fucking 2.30am now .. 1 hour to do this post so fucking long.&lt;br /&gt;give peace a chance&lt;br /&gt;where is the love?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-983976162056738257?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/983976162056738257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=983976162056738257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/983976162056738257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/983976162056738257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/woot-long-day.html' title='woot a long day'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8661993393827343188</id><published>2007-07-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T00:29:40.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>had enough</title><content type='html'>now its the time to end it all.. enough of the wild thoughts and hopes. its time to spend time with my brothers! =) i vow to remain a loyal gay for 1 week from now on. too bad but i just love my bro hos haha .. because they are the tears and joy of my life for the past few months. together we will rock hard! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its tiring heading to somewhere with no direction and no future. but i see our brotherhood have the future. i see us even after our NS . we will be mates for life. &lt;br /&gt;BROS BEFORE HOES! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best song to suit my situation? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i got to move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;My scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed 'caues you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't just go home&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I could say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I could say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;And my weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&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/3668986-8661993393827343188?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8661993393827343188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8661993393827343188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8661993393827343188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8661993393827343188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/had-enough.html' title='had enough'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-3622436907406377130</id><published>2007-07-10T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T20:29:49.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back on track finally!</title><content type='html'>okay its been a long time i updated.. not really long but yea.. been busy and all.. and maybe lazy? my laptop is fucked up again =( my mon drop my laptop on the floor from the chair.. heard the loud sound BANG! and i was like oohhh shitt =( now my com is nuts.. sometime okay some time go crazy.. then i cannot see the screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this week so far so good.. i realize that i am actually back on track on alot of things . my studies especially. my car and bike license too. tml my bike prac . and going to gym again ! hehe..  i think i am too skinny.. and weak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya this thursday also must perform in school so yea.. my must prepare the songs. and  this saturday also. np strings. and next week session i got to do a solo!! wth.. haha.. i think i can do it if i practice la.. just now was at the guitar shop.. omg i really cannot tahan sia.. see all the guitars.. so yea i wanna train alot on guitar until the highest level.. but i am a slow learner i think . maybe i din have the proper guide to learn thats why.. all these why i pick up the skills from the net? haha.. maybe a few from frens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how busy i am in life.. i always have the time to chill and alone.. so yea its good =) so i dun have to always be stress.. oh yea i got the force vomit tickets aready!! woohoo ! hahaha..  think gonna catch a movie this weekend. but no plans yet. so yea anyone interested?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they approve the song we compose for zero to hero aready. so we can go full gear ahead with the song.. power!&lt;div 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Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-59987678523985571</id><published>2007-07-06T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:28:32.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome day</title><content type='html'>WOOT!!! finally a song!! WOOOHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! omg i love my band.. the song we just jam just now.. omfg.. it sounds freaking awesome seriously.. i hope that my vocals don't spoil the song.. now i got to modify the lyrics abit here and there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the time has come.. ! my rockin world has been BORN!!&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just rock my whole life.. going all over the world.. with the crowd infront of me.. my band blasting our own music.. rocking their hearts out. to share the  world with our music.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guitar will always be my beloved wife haha..   i am nuts but it really really feels good to play music with yur own composition..  finally i can scream my lungs out to the world abt how i feel. the times like these, feeling hopeless , feeling i'm losing it,feeling alone, feeling down, feeling down, feeling jealous, feeling tired. its all gonna come to an end. because music is my drug my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my world of rock finally. i won't be alone because my band is rocking with me. and thats all i ask.. its enough to rock my freaking world upside down.. one day then my chance will come.. to seize the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCK ON BROS!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-59987678523985571?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/59987678523985571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=59987678523985571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/59987678523985571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/59987678523985571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/awesome-day.html' title='awesome day'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-3689157688428799788</id><published>2007-07-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T23:14:07.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seize the day</title><content type='html'>today was quite a long day? well i went to school had normal lessons then was like everything is normal.think i am slightly more hard working now? but still need to push way more. coming to think of it, about my situation. i have quite alot of things in my mind and i need to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-choose the 2nd song for zero to hero ( should be choosing tress by marty casey&lt;br /&gt;2-settle russel bass &lt;br /&gt;3-settle my debts that i owe.. oh yea oh yea bros before hoes&lt;br /&gt;4-do my tutorials &lt;br /&gt;5-making sure everything is okay for bozo&lt;br /&gt;6-booking my car TP this friday&lt;br /&gt;7-finding a time for my bike prac &lt;br /&gt;8-preparing songs to jam this friday in my house. &lt;br /&gt;9-prove the people wrong who don't have confidence in me singing&lt;br /&gt;10-canoe training this saturday must go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to like list things out so i can catch my breath and move on. it has always been a hell of a roller coaster ride for me all these while.damn shagged now.. update more later =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3689157688428799788?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/3689157688428799788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=3689157688428799788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/3689157688428799788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/3689157688428799788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/seize-day.html' title='seize the day'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-4394658287378749541</id><published>2007-07-02T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T23:58:20.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't  cry</title><content type='html'>it felt empty today and it has been going through my mind alot of times wondering whats  wrong and gonna happen. i spent most of my time jiwang in school today .. lol.. especially with firdaus he and his malay jiawang songs.. making me feel more emo.. we just sat at the atrim while waiting for shim haha..  mark called my hp just to mention that he is just only 6 meters away! wtf haha.. its like u noe.. haiz... after school went home to pass them my towel and shirt. then went of for np strings. the best time to jiwang and play guitar. got alot to catch up duo haha.. long time never play so damn rusty. tml is my IS day so yea its gonna be a farking short day. and having my bike practical in the morning .. =)and jamming practice in the evening.. and then go WATCH TRANSFORMERS!!  WOOHOO!!!! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i missed percival gl outing farking sad =( &lt;br /&gt;also din get to train at the gym&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i noe ... fir yur rite.. jiwang the best hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4394658287378749541?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4394658287378749541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4394658287378749541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4394658287378749541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4394658287378749541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/dont-cry.html' title='don&apos;t  cry'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1327532626038843645</id><published>2007-07-01T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T20:33:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sore</title><content type='html'>hello... omg i kinda of slept the whole day!!! when i reached home from vocals i straight away knocked out and slept for like 6 hours!!! haha..woke up and ate my dinner.. finally! =) well today seems to pass by so fast i dunnoe why.. it felt weird .tml school starts at 8. i wanna watch transformers =( but all busy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1327532626038843645?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1327532626038843645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1327532626038843645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1327532626038843645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1327532626038843645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/sore.html' title='sore'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5083352144017572944</id><published>2007-07-01T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:47:07.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoped</title><content type='html'>i finally changed my pick up!! wohoo.. dimarzio pick ups!! each cost $120 .. but its times 3.. so its $360 !!! hahahaha.. but its awesome la.. my guitar now AKA my wife is WOHOO!! hahaha.. power to the core! ... can rock anytime anywhere...  anyway the whole day was in town.. walking up and down the streets or roads of bugis..  ate ZAM ZAM wohooo power! =) eat until shiok.. then go esplanade chill out.. ate ice cream .. green tea is nice okay!! haha.. don't blame.. my taste buds said so! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. life is getting back to normal..  &lt;br /&gt;the thoughts i kept in my way.. worrying... &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that i should had done more&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that luck has never been on my side&lt;br /&gt;unlucky choices and always am a jinx to such stuffs&lt;br /&gt;explains my 2 years of single hood.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what fir said is true .. JIWANG THE BEST hahaha.. means emo the best..  always emo emo emo elmo haha..  it makes us realize what life is sometimes.. thats why ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5083352144017572944?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5083352144017572944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5083352144017572944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5083352144017572944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5083352144017572944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/07/shoped.html' title='shoped'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-2741444938453034225</id><published>2007-06-29T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T23:58:51.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bless troubles</title><content type='html'>heeelllooo..  i just went to check out bryan adams video on youtube.. he is so damn bloodly good la!! check this out he sing wif celine dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=QkAYSUjtLbs&amp;mode=related&amp;search=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like WAHAHHAHAHA!!  i wished i had a wife that could that with me on our wedding someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i would like to say something that i should had a long time.. for these past few months.. my life has always been ups and downs.. i really really wanna thank those who had been there for me... even when i was outcast and when i just simply wanna emo alone .. i couldnt imagine what could i possible done without u guys..  i know i have been like sissy boy who always emo and feel down when things don't work out.. and hearing all my repeated thoughts.. you know who you are if u had =) you guys were awesome.. seriously.. even when i was out of hopes and wanted to give up.. yet you all encouraged me to go on and fight till the end..  no wonder i always enjoyed chilling out with you guys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna say thank you guys! =) ( shim,klemon,mark,russ,cy) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well abt my mission? its comming to an end.. i dunnoe whether to say its a bad or good news.. before it ends i must use my last bullet... or else i will just shot myself.. so don't tell me its not worth trying for even when i am left with 1 bullet and a broken heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scars reminds us of who we are and what we went through in life. the blood shed shall not be forgotten. so that we will know what to look ahead in life =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to write a song about my emo thoughts&lt;br /&gt;so yea the title is gonna be "Broken dreams"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am into alot of screamo and hard trash this few days.. it has made me kind of wanna train more and more energy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just jammed just now wif mark and chek wye.. haha.. its like a pain relief for me screaming my heart out.. singing what hurts the most screamo version haha..  still deciding wad 2nd song for our competition.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock for life brothers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-2741444938453034225?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/2741444938453034225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=2741444938453034225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/2741444938453034225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/2741444938453034225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/bless-troubles.html' title='bless troubles'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-6328044863252154845</id><published>2007-06-29T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:17:06.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hold on</title><content type='html'>omg i never ever thought i would be like this again.. okok remember what my mission is.. check cover . check blind spot.. coast clear.. then GO!! no matter what intelligence or distraction never fail that mission! thank god i understand Chinese so it does help me with my mission.. i have only 1 bullet left in my rifle.. who should i shoot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this mission isnt an easy one.. so its more victorious if the battle is won. make sure no last man standing and i go conquer and capture ! with dirt on my hands and into my eyes.. i glared at the enemy for a long time .. the hostage is kept somewhere in the basement .. i need a plan... i only have 1 bullet..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world needs help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6328044863252154845?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6328044863252154845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6328044863252154845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6328044863252154845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6328044863252154845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/hold-on.html' title='hold on'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5684212392195061288</id><published>2007-06-28T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T11:34:24.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired !</title><content type='html'>now in class doing nothing much but just to day dream.. slept late last night.. so i had abit trouble getting up due to my body aching all over.. because of training.. omg it hurts like hell and i cant move much now.. today actually nothing much to do in school.. can sleep and all haha.. only came school to actually do my SA remedial . &lt;br /&gt;enrolled my bike license yesterday so yea.. soon enough gonna star riding =) no worries abt transport and being lazy and all ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i got to say life is much better than i expected somehow.. been going to the gym quite alot to work out and all.. being happy and carefree but well i always worried abt my studies.. i think i need to actually plan out my schedule so life wont be so messy.. if i count the things i need to do until the end of year.. hrmm let me list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- save money for my guitar pick up EMG!! &lt;br /&gt;2- finish my bike license &lt;br /&gt;3- finish my car license&lt;br /&gt;4- get to go singfest wif a7x mxpx and all!! =) &lt;br /&gt;5- go baybeats catch chris band&lt;br /&gt;6- study like hell to push my grades &lt;br /&gt;7- train for canoe expedition comming soon&lt;br /&gt;8- practice for np strings solo songs &lt;br /&gt;9- to win zero to hero band competition &lt;br /&gt;10- make my own album of music&lt;br /&gt;11- get a girlfriend so i can stop worrying so much&lt;br /&gt;12- form a soccer team to play soccer weekly &lt;br /&gt;13- get my own bike&lt;br /&gt;14- plan my financial solutions &lt;br /&gt;15- to start working again somehow ! so i can go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;16- to upgrade my house jam room.. need bigger amps! more cymbals.. at least 80% sound proof &lt;br /&gt;17- establish the rock band that i always wanted so can perform GIGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;18- go to batam and thailand for holiday with my mates&lt;br /&gt;19- go challengers camp !! wohoo fun =)&lt;br /&gt;20- to transform into SUPER MING! wooohoo... hehe..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg this 20 things to do before the end of year... damn stressful haha and its like not done yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5684212392195061288?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5684212392195061288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5684212392195061288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5684212392195061288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5684212392195061288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/tired.html' title='tired !'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7541504802597018955</id><published>2007-06-27T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T11:05:42.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad results =(</title><content type='html'>omfg cant believe i got only 5 marks for SA wtf.. i checked the paper again what i wrote .. well i dunnoe wad the fuck was i thinking when i was doing the paper.. even the simplest formula i write wrongly.. my lecturer is really pissed off at me for like scoring so low... got alot of work to do now to revise and all.. retest is comming so yea got to like prove that i can do it.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the greatest enemy we face in life. is yourself. &lt;br /&gt;so ya should had done better and all.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was suppose to be a happy day for me i dunnoe why .. i just felt happy the entire day.. =) going to bbdc to enroll my bike license and renew my pdl.. after that go cannoe training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that i am in a kind of transformation lately . in alot of ways.. well.. i am now training my vocals now.. my voice is something that everyone wouldnt wanna hear.. so ya.. someday i prove those motherfuckers wrong.. i never dared to even sing because of the humiliation.. well  it takes alot of my guts to really start singing confidently .. not also i training my vocals.. but also my fitness.. next week having nafa test so yea have been training alot recently.. omg gym training may sound like abit u noe boring or tiring.. but somehow i got the hang of it and i enjoy working out now =) hahaha.. it just motivates me to just work out more and more.. but of course after training will feel super shag and all and the day after my arms and legs  will be aching all over haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. besides my vocal and fitness also have been into alot of things recently.. started listening alot of screamo and metal alot ! hahaha. but i kind of love the way they play the music.. very fast and nice ! =) on 12th july maybe might perform in school wif the band .. so yea.. i just love playing music la! getting high on music is like on of the cleanest way to get high ! and its damn shiok.. haha.. my neck still hurts since last Saturday.. with the heavy head swinging hahahha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i think things are going smoothly from now on so yea.. should keep it rolling and enjoy life =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7541504802597018955?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7541504802597018955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7541504802597018955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7541504802597018955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7541504802597018955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/bad-results.html' title='bad results =('/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8193687978471732416</id><published>2007-06-26T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T16:48:39.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pump it up</title><content type='html'>hello !! its back to school yea... well yesterday started with a very early class and heard some bad news.. i fail my SA =( the hardest paper i took and i fell asleep in class accidentally lol.. anyway i was busy training up my body yesterday in the gym.. this time it felt so good to just work out more and more.. haha.. well.. after training went to kap eat macs and reached home abt 11 plus.. my internet kena jam!! hahahaha.. i was so fucking tired that i fell asleep.. the rain was awesome.. even i could feel the rain abit comming in i dun care.. but the wind was POWER! =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up next morning which was this morning. dad send me to school.. had maths lecture.. everything was okay suddenly i got a strange call !! haha.. saying i had a appointment at some spa place.. i was abit blur cause i was like listening and copying notes.. somemore in morning hardly i get calls.. well i recognize the voice!! omg bozo trying to trick me.. NICE TRY! hahahah =) well kind of brighten up my day since it was so fucking boring in class.. after that went for break met wif shim and kel. after that went to class for project.. then had discussion and yea now in library playing dota! =)&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8193687978471732416?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8193687978471732416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8193687978471732416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8193687978471732416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8193687978471732416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/pump-it-up.html' title='pump it up'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-762921335194196610</id><published>2007-06-24T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T00:47:29.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rock for wayne</title><content type='html'>hello mates okay been a real long long time i last updated okay let me break it into days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remembered going out wif hakim to watch fantastic 4 =) haha was awesome and catch up alot of good old times !! so yea was great meeting him and all again.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot remember do what but i remember going out to have supper wif chek wye and his frens at 3am?? hahah was fun ate at lau pa sat.. seafood!!! awesome food to eat.. oh yea  i remember i went to school on wednesday for cannoe training... was fucking tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a freaking long day.. went to played at the cage ( place to place soccer wif artificial grass) with hasshim and his cousin. was damn tiring.. after that went to chalet to meet them all.. din felt welcome.. well who gives a damn.. ate alittle but drank alot.. had good time chating with them all.. only 1 night? my parents fucking angry i never go home haha..slept for like 1hour at chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am.. went home and mum was fucking angry.. dun care go sentosa to chill out.. was damn tired.. i feel asleep on the beach haha.. after that ate at hawker then went home .. got KNOCKED OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ROCK FOR WAYNE CONCERT!! was FUCKING AWESOME!! haha... inspired me alot so yea.. rock on !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-762921335194196610?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/762921335194196610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=762921335194196610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/762921335194196610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/762921335194196610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/rock-for-wayne.html' title='rock for wayne'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-939532049868224140</id><published>2007-06-21T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T02:37:18.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OLD SKOOL!</title><content type='html'>Hey ho, let's go Hey ho, let's go&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, let's go Hey ho, let's go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're forming in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;They're going through a tight wind&lt;br /&gt;The kids are losing their minds&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're piling in the back seat&lt;br /&gt;They generate steam heat&lt;br /&gt;Pulsating to the back beat&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, let's go&lt;br /&gt;Shoot'em in the back now&lt;br /&gt;What they want, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;They're all reved up and ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're forming in a straight line&lt;br /&gt;They're going through a tight wind&lt;br /&gt;The kids are losing their minds&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're piling in the back seat&lt;br /&gt;They're generating steam heat&lt;br /&gt;Pulsating to the back beat&lt;br /&gt;The Blitzkrieg Bop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, let's go&lt;br /&gt;Shoot'em in the back now&lt;br /&gt;What they want, I don't know&lt;br /&gt;They're all reved up and ready to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, let's go Hey ho, let's go&lt;br /&gt;Hey ho, let's go Hey ho, let's go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-939532049868224140?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/939532049868224140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=939532049868224140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/939532049868224140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/939532049868224140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/old-skool.html' title='OLD SKOOL!'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-975023903754105423</id><published>2007-06-20T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T14:01:20.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the lost world</title><content type='html'>ohh okay i am back in school.. dunnoe how many days.. suppose to meet kelmon shim they all at 1pm well guess wad i came 1.30 pm and i am the first one to arrive.. wtf haha.. well i had a big argument at home before comming to school.. my parents trying too hard to control me.. the more they try the more i rebel.. thats me and u cant change it..my mum even said if she knew i was this bad she would had disown me long ago.. well i always felt that i was suppose to born living the hard way somehow.. because i need some hardship to really get my thinking straight.. i always go through hardship before getting it. Forever they always accuse me for doing things that i dint do.. when can they ever understand what i am going through. they will never listen and they don't care my thoughts.. parents are always right.. right my ass... they always assume everything is right.. come on la.. we are living in the world 2007 not 1807. where we have so little knowledge and little to do that u can know what is good or bad.. the modern world now is so complicated. they parents just dun get it what is evolution. which causes a big misunderstanding and remain stubborn oh yea cannot blame they are getting older so their brain must not be able to take it.. so yea when parents dun understand and dun wan to means a side of them is getting handicap when they cant accept the modern reality due to their old age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom question me what is hell.. lol. i was like u are asking the obvious.. lucky i was kind enough not to say that hell IS HOME!! i was like trying to get out of hell just now in the morning.. i can no longer follow orders from them exactly man.. it feels so degrading.. i am gonna be an adult soon so yea i should practice making my own decision.. i complain to them why are u always monitoring every step i take.. even i go school during holiday go gym also must question me why ? cannot study ? wtf..  it fucking piss me off when u get in my way when its time to have break.. its term break of god's sake .. my dad expects me to study and refer my subjects .. wth.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of my house shit crap family talk.. cause we never really had a nice conference between b4.. its always about pain and trouble they want.. "oh this is good for your future" this line is getting old to use dude.. i know what future i want and i should live reality fighting for my destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night a good time playing dota and ended up talking abt gals wif them hahaha.. its hilarious.. oh yea guys.. we dun need em.. they need us =)&lt;br /&gt;rock on dudes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-975023903754105423?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/975023903754105423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=975023903754105423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/975023903754105423'/><link rel='self' 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sunday afternoon i came back home from soccer i have been sleeping until today. its such a torture to stay home.. one thing is that it is fucking boring and secondly i always get nag for the slightest reason they can ever find and make me mad. a few days ago i mention abt me getting fucked up because my dad just whack me with his belt infront of my mates.. its damn fucking shame la.. i dunnoe man .. he thinks all smokers are bad people and i should not mix around with them fuck it la.. 50% my friends are smokers. so yea face reality. its not like i join some gang or what. well he whacked me infront of my house till up my room.. luckily my bro was there to stop him .. i aready  started shouting back at him.. and i just shut the fuck up to let him bark all he want. it just dont make sense whacking me for that reason.. i swear to god that if he ever does that agian.. i will tear the house down.. smash everything in my way.. u think u can just threaten me smashing my stuff and sending me to ns.. come on la i am 19 going to 20 anytime soon.. i am more capable than just being whacked like a small kid.. yur trying to awake the beast inside of me. and i swear that nobody wants to see that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i dun give a fuck i long ago would had ran away or killed myself . all i just asked is for my freedom.. and fucking hell i cant even work now.. even if i wanna slowly work things out they will never allow.. and i realise how much of a fucked up family i have.. even i get almost whatever i want that money can buy.. nothing can buy my freedom.. whats the point of getting everything u ever wanted and u cant used it.. always getting nagged getting fucked up getting back stab. if i had the money i would had moved out long ago.. i dun give a fuck what ever i left behind except myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even i know how much they love me.. too bad they are loving me but all they do is HURT HURT HURT!! i bet u a million bucks they will say doing this because they care.. my ass! if i had seen this picture long ago i would just shut the fuck up and pack up. all they care is about themself.. protecting their own self proudness and pride.. fuck it man.. and i don't have my own pride? my freedom? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a fuck up place a fucked up world and fuck up people with fuck up thinking that fucked the world. its driving my to insanity and if they ever dare to pull the trigger , i will just blow this world fucking world up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;problems after problems in my way.. yet still i must prevail to prove those motherfuckers wrong that i can stand on my own feet. don't think that being parents u can say all u wanna fucking say and in the end say u don't meant is OKAY !? fuck off.. so can i do the same ! always say i am big fucking show off? who is the REAL SHOW OFF? well too bad yur son isnt great enough to show off.. &lt;br /&gt;all i can say is very old skool thinking and childish way of handling things.. because the ming that u all once remember getting punished always is no longer the same him.. and its true that no matter what they can never accept what i have done or what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its better not to try to care too much because in the end yur hurting yur own son. u call my lecturer all that and come to my school and everything.. where is the sense of my own responsibility? its such a shame my dad still does do that.. he thinks its like my pri or secondary school anytime can ask ask.. if u think its okay? what if i go to yur work place and check u around.. how would u feel? no privacy rite?  just let me live my own fucking life even it takes me out of the house or whatever.. its living through hell of me now because there is nothing much i can do. instead of guiding me a happier life all u all do is hurting my feelings.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its all up to them how they wanna handle me.. if they hit the wrong spot of me thats it.. my house is HELL to me.. the longer i stay in it.. the more i get burn.. thats why i always get the fuck out even with no cash or reasons..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the most FUCKED UP post i ever have to type!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8554857238765323886?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8554857238765323886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8554857238765323886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8554857238765323886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8554857238765323886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/40hours-of-sleep.html' title='40hours of sleep'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1700973911271164634</id><published>2007-06-16T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:47:30.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck it</title><content type='html'>this will be a short post because i feel so fucked up and i got fucked up so just SHUT THE FUCK UP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1700973911271164634?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-251572420785883689</id><published>2007-06-14T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T03:25:49.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after sometime</title><content type='html'>after sometime i finally made up my mind.. its the 3rd nite here in russel house i overnite in a row lol.. having those heart to heart talks.. really made me feel so much better.. sometimes its not nice to say i do deserve better, but looking at the way things are.. i  really do think that i deserve better.. lol.. believe it or not i brainwash myself for 2 nites of drinking with complete highness to really clear my mind . yea i should take a step back so i can see the bigger picture and look it from a different way of how things are...  i never forgive myself for being so silly and dumb to actually waste my time..  there are so much more to look out for. my happiness has always been the people around me.. but people cant always be happy.. life is always about ups and downs.. going through these kind of stuff is just another lesson in life to learn. and i laugh at the past because of those silly and childish thinking, looking at it from a different way its just not worth the thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think that a picture is my life&lt;br /&gt;everything that i do are the lines&lt;br /&gt;so it becomes a picture&lt;br /&gt;who is gonna paint my life?&lt;br /&gt;thats the question that everyone will wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml going back home.. well i guess i am starting to miss home lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-251572420785883689?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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along with shim and rust.. its not that we are drunk, just that it feels good to just release everything out. it was awesome.. i bet everyone in the house thought we are drunk. haha. we were complaining the highness is dying out very fast.. damn it damn it.. yea i think everyone left us alone in the room upstairs.. which was good =) big bed in a air con.. we talked all the way after that.. i bet the others thought we knocked out. haha.. yeayea had our preliminary talk about stuffs .. so much for the 1.5 hour or 2.5 hours ??  we were in a emotional state break down last nite thats why alittle of highness trigger quite alot.. it was great anyway i was the last one to sleep anyway.. all the 3 of us on the bed talked till we sleep hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a bloody dream that i din't expect to.. because its something that really bothers me.. i straight away woke up and bath.. everyone still dead? cant believe even those who dint drink also sleep like pigs ... stomach in a great pain i dunnoe why.. just bearing all my pain inside out.. oh yea i wont be home till thursday.. a great time to really just slow things down and just savour my time .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what thing makes me think is significant?&lt;br /&gt;that is my destiny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4701890346085103421?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4701890346085103421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4701890346085103421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4701890346085103421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>hello... been quite awhile since i last blog... hahah.. well recently have been to vocal training, played alot of soccer , finish my common test and ITS HOLIDAYS!!!! haha currently now i am in a movie marathon ... now its the 4th movie in a row... well currently showing step up .. watched it like a million times haha.. its a 24hr marathon btw lol.. cant believe i skipped my np strings.. today is the first day for advance beginner.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway have been training hard to sing this song " what hurts the most" its a damn nice song =) but its super high key!! omg haha.. kinda of cool learning to sing properly for once in my life haha.. also have been blasting hardcore rock songs into my brain.. hand of blood by bullet for my valentine ROCKS!! the guitar is super nice to play hehhee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents are like saying that i focus too much on my music and i was like arguing la.. say i always waste time on music.. but come on la.. i only do music when i have nothing to do or feeling so fucked up... well manage to get it straight with them that they cant tell me what to do and i make my own decision.. i am aready 19 and they always have this thinking of me like a small boy .. must always tell me what to do and judge what is good or bad... come on.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i told them i having a camp in school till thursday .. so yea gonna be hell of a fucking holiday..most of the time notwait wait wait&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;go watch the movie la&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5564974542017050666?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5564974542017050666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5564974542017050666' 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still slacking even paper is tml lol.. decided to go to school early tml to study.. well i must do well for my del.. the thing that i worry most is SA! wahha.. driving me nuts.. well i am aready like preparing to be in the holiday mood again.. and its good. hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work just now.. as an exam invigilator.. cool huh? paid 30 bucks per paper.. haha.. well had to wear something that looks formal and abit or nerd? i had trouble dressing up just now in the morning lol.. try to look as nerd as possible..  after work i took bus back to school.. where i met russ and gang to study del.. oh yea i got news that this saturday i got soccer game wif indra's team... hehe a chance to put my skill to a test.. because its like a level lower than i have been playing.. sunday also got another game.. wad a busy weekend i can say.. also cant wait for vocal class this sunday.. i missed the pass 2 lessons because of common test.. how sad is that.. &lt;br /&gt;anyway studied awhile only and we decided to go town to have our dinner.. i have been eating REALLY ALOT!! these few days.. dunnoe why? maybe because stress? i dunnoe haha.. well had a great time hanging out wif them (rust,mich,shim,sop,beca,hs,cal,kai) well i laughed alot today.. =) but my chest still hurts.. since sunday until now its still pain.. when i breathe deeply or laugh or cough.. hope to recover soon cause i am gonna work out alot after common test.. want to train until the size of john cena hahaha.. hehe.. because YOU CANT SEE ME!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios mate.. update more after my test are all over! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3285836441763555025?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/3285836441763555025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-6414697239908025022</id><published>2007-06-06T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T01:14:10.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what?</title><content type='html'>hey... my common test only left 2 more papers! this thursday and friday !! muahha.. well i am kind of aready slacking abit now.. left with DEL and SA ... i dunnoe why i think my life is going through alot of changes.. i know its happening yet i dunnoe what is it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of twist and turns&lt;br /&gt;like forest gump always said&lt;br /&gt;life is like a box of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;ya never noe wad ya gonna get&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world of illusion somehow&lt;br /&gt;makes me fill wif mixed emotions&lt;br /&gt;i always wondered about things &lt;br /&gt;that i imagine what if it happen&lt;br /&gt;or i made the other choice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha well i think having the time off to being a loner is good at times.. will reflect alot on myself and think..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6414697239908025022?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6414697239908025022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6414697239908025022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6414697239908025022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6414697239908025022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/what.html' title='what?'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1941475259249673288</id><published>2007-06-03T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T00:07:10.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain!</title><content type='html'>hey. omg today is like one of the most painful day for me.. went to play soccer at bedok just now... lost 4-2 =( but i manage to at least pull 1 goal in hehehe.. i think i am very weak now.. i bang into this ang moh super big size and now my chest hurts like hell.. even i laugh also pain... then 2nd half i totally cannt play.. cause i injured my right foot.. because of that i cant walk now.. damn sad la =( my whole body in pain.. well it shows that i must TRAIN!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ming is gonna train back to his best agian and even better.. soon u will see the beast AGAIN!!! haha.. i miss my soccer days la.. i mean soccer is something i really would commit..but i din had my chance last year as i wasnt good enough.. now i just focusing on getting better.. maybe next year i try agian.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy yesterday actually went shopping wif my dad.. spend 210 bucks!! on TOPMAN!!wohoo.. i got alot of new stuffs now.. damn cool.. super happy. hehehe =) well wished i had like no limit to get what i want... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long while since i met someone who has great interest in music.. and that really makes me happy cause now i have someone to really share abt my music passion.. i can go like days talking abt music.. and its just so nice to talk abt it. haha..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my test is tml and i studied just now.. think it was alrite =)  what i can say now is that ITS FREAKING HOT !!! these days the weather killing me.. must on air con almost everynite then i can sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1941475259249673288?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1941475259249673288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1941475259249673288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1941475259249673288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1941475259249673288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/06/pain.html' title='pain!'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1816631074714581205</id><published>2007-06-01T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T16:45:11.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another fuckin day</title><content type='html'>today i had trouble waking up lol. but got skool in time.. friday is always a fucked up because i always dun feel like going school because i have 3 different classes in a day so ya always get to split wif the mates.. next week my common test and i still dun feel the pressure cause i think its not so though after all studying =) mark and chek wye decided to study in school instead of going to redhill .. so yea obviously i still in school then..  my hp batt is dying soon.. damn it.. i cant wait till common test are over! so i can jam agian wif them... i really miss miss jamming and all.. recently have been practicing my guitar alot... i am real proud of myself because i think i have brought myself to another level in guitar.. playing all those insane guitar solos.. its fun anyway.. i got to learn to sherd someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after these few days passing by.. i tried to move on but still a part of me still remain in wonder.. well guess it takes time to just really let things go.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to catch jet in singapore next month!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1816631074714581205?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5886085567283047537</id><published>2007-05-31T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T22:23:03.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scars</title><content type='html'>today i woke up at 4 pm lol.. maybe cause i slept too little the previous night.. &lt;br /&gt;well i just love this song soo much cause it just relief my thoughts and pain.. &lt;br /&gt;papa roach you ROCK!! for 13 years.. i love all their songs man.. its very meaningful to hardcore rockers.. because his songs man me take it like a man and stand strong =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Scars&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut &lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much &lt;br /&gt;My scars remind me that the past is real &lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home &lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain &lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane &lt;br /&gt;All I can say is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:] &lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut &lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much &lt;br /&gt;And our scars remind us that the past is real &lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once &lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice &lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down &lt;br /&gt;But you never realized &lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water &lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand &lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature &lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever came around &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home? &lt;br /&gt;Cause you're drowning in the water &lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand &lt;br /&gt;And I left my heart open &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life &lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus x2] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5886085567283047537?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8102114864191409114</id><published>2007-05-30T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:24:09.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zouk was okay yesterday .. well went to mark house to put my stuff first.. his house like so freaking far.. after that head back to clarke quay there.. took bus... super long journey.. was talking with beatrice abt alot of things.. she and her santa talk lol... the whole entire day she was giving funny faces.. haha serious it looks funny la... she can frown in 5 different ways.. cool... anyway.. it was her first time going to club and its like i retire clubbing dunno how long la haha.. best part she never bring her pre sale ticket.. in the end must buy the full price one.. smart ah.. well we drank abit and went in.. the best part was i anyhow dump the bottle of whisky in a plastic bag like just let it lay somewhere.. inside still got alot.. no body realise that i kept it there so obvious hahaha.. cool ! =) but zouk was damn fucking packed la.. alot of posers and small kids.. macham paham.. haha.. beatrice first time go sure ask alot of questions.. i like macham give tour guide.. all i can say is WELCOME TO THE CLUB haha..  well my highness y died out by the time i reach the dance floor .. music was rnb all the way.. not so bad la... danced until it ends at 4 am and headed down to east coast.. we aready plan to arrange a day to go there and emo .. so yea.. we went to eat first then finish the rest of the whisky.. alot of my memories over there.. she also.. so yea we were like talking abt how beautiful it was in the past.. and just stare into the ocean.. hearing the sea waves.. slowly the sky became brighter... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i almost fell down la.. cause i was sitting down on the bench. then i was falling sleep almost feel backwards but lucky i fast to grab the table infront to hold my balance haha.. not funny lor =) .. after that we went home.. i went mark's house .. i reach his house expecting to sleep but in the end we play guitar hahaha.. cool eh... i slept at 11am and woke up at 1 pm.. so little sleep la.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reach school had a fast lunch and went to class.. my dad found out that i actually fail a moudule last sem so yea he was piss off and called me.. well i din expect things to be so different.. i mean like i was expecting him to like scold me like hell.. in the end he talk to me nicely and say that i must pass.. i really felt how much my dad loves me.. he even say that he gives me money to go out next time but i must stop working lol... then he agreed to pay for my car licence!!! cool!! =) i love my dad to the core.. and tml i going shopping wif him.. cool rite?? from something i expected so serious into soo good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya.. i really feel bad for beatrice.. her fucking lecturer go sabo to her mum that she hasnt been going class and everything.. so fucking kpo... then now beatrice mum like noes everything even the night before knew that there was no meeting in school.. hey dun do anything stupid okay.. i can feel that you were very nervous when yur mum was on the phone listening to yur lecturer.. some people just cant mind their own fucking business and destroy people's love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today i am acutally have a mixed of emotions.. werid day rite? dunnoe to be happy or sad...  but one thing for sure.. i am proud of my hamster is now stronger and happier =) things are slowly getting back to normal.. whew...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beatrice and i actually agree to finally let our past go and move on for real... sadly this happen to her.. haiz.. well.. there are so many things in life to go through..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5575470754125080916</id><published>2007-05-30T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T14:52:28.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after the long nite</title><content type='html'>helooo... omg i miss so many classes.. today i suppose to go class at 9 but i only reach school at 2pm... slept over at mark's house.. because i went to zouk last nite.. well it was ok la.. but just too packed.. hate to be in a crowded area.. well yesterday was a day for me to really do whatever i want.. i overdose myself and i was like in illusion and just fell asleep and woke up.. felt the better part of me.. and yea its time to get going ming! why should i trap myself from the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways in the morning was playing guitar wif mark in his room.. was really awesome.. we both were like wowowoowowowowow... can play hand of blood hahaha.. its damn fun la.. then we listen the song and play then try agian and agian.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my warning letter agian.. and my dad has been really pissed off. and my exams are next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn fucking bored waiting for my class to start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5575470754125080916?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5575470754125080916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5575470754125080916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5575470754125080916'/><link rel='self' 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quarter&lt;br /&gt;should i just spend it or save it&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for thinking so much&lt;br /&gt;its time to get back the old ways&lt;br /&gt;getting screwed over and over agian &lt;br /&gt;and dun care about anything else but my freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like a total loser to just let things happen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7579406016445703770?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7579406016445703770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7579406016445703770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7579406016445703770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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train wif vocals.. after that went to play a soccer match at boon lay sec... omg it was SOOO hot.. playing agianst this ang moh team.. so what?!! haha.. i scored the winning goal and broke their hearts.. the very last min i score and i really celebrated damn funny la.. ahhaa.. i was like doing the DX sign and do flips and hand signal. haha .. well i think i need to train my fitness alot.. anyways i think my vision of being a player has improve definately.. after that went to eat and went home to jam alittle and i was freaking bored =( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the entire whole day &lt;br /&gt;without contacting you&lt;br /&gt;makes my day empty&lt;br /&gt;i sat in my little room&lt;br /&gt;thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;struming my guitar &lt;br /&gt;filling the music with feelings &lt;br /&gt;that i had for so long&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish&lt;br /&gt;that i could scream my thoughts out&lt;br /&gt;so the whole world can see me crying&lt;br /&gt;not given a chance to say&lt;br /&gt;the words into yur eyes&lt;br /&gt;it just keeps me falling .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was really suprise to met hamster yesterday after cannoe.. i mean like .. i thought the weekend was surely gonna be a time when  i cant see her and its really u noe.. she asked me why am i so emo the past few days... but i dint have the chance to tell her everything as we only had like so little time to talk.. but i was really really like u noe.. relief that she came and talk to me and disturb me..  and was happy of course... but the only thing i couldnt understand why.. is that she don't have the mood to talk to me abt things that will make things less complicated... there are so many things to clear about but its like all jam in my head.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why u wan me to delete my past 4 days of post.. it really made me feel better after typing all my feelings here.. because i din want my thoughts to be unheard.. and i forget abt it someday.. even its bad or painful thing to remember i shouldnt erase it away.. learn from it and just move on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me one good reason why its so hard to make things less complicated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8829734711073527496?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8829734711073527496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8829734711073527496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8829734711073527496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8829734711073527496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1699669672591937460?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1699669672591937460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1699669672591937460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1699669672591937460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1699669672591937460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/badly-hurt.html' title='badly hurt'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1062728274651239664</id><published>2007-05-25T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T10:40:00.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning...</title><content type='html'>today i had trouble waking up.. was really really tired.. lol.. i fell asleep half way chatting on my com . yesterday was a better day i guess? went to school and started wif practicals and then break then end my day wif programing test which i think i screwed up haha..  after that went to the library oh yea to get everyone write the card .. well all the effort was paid off.. after collecting every cards.. thank you guys for writing the card even if you really don't know what to write.. mel was touched by the cards and i am glad she is.. went to KAP in the end to eat macs!! haha.. omg i ate so little la.. dunnoe why but got like no mood to eat.. send mel back home till her busstop and i went home.. my dad was calling me non stop asking where am i lol.. i kept saying i was on the bus.. reaching.. for 1 hour.. well my parents still treats me like a small a little boy still.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway things are getting back to normal.. and i am so glad things are like falling into place neatly after since a long horrible week.. let time heal things ..things may sound weird between us now but it doesnt matter as long i know you are happy =) &lt;br /&gt;this sunday gonna jam!!!omg its like been 2 weeks never jam =( so yea yea yeayea.. this saturday going kayaking at kallang!! omg i miss kayaking alot.. reminds me of my old ncc days.. haha.. i had great memories being in ncc.. somehow i think ncc build my confidence alot when i was younger.. well the best part was guiding the juniors.. i like teaching somehow.. i dunnoe why . it just feels good that u teach someone something and the person learns from you.. maybe i might wanna be a teacher someday.. who knows =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a rollercoaster - ronan keatings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1062728274651239664?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1062728274651239664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1062728274651239664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1062728274651239664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1062728274651239664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/warning.html' title='warning...'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-757927809061985115</id><published>2007-05-24T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:49.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone cares</title><content type='html'>ac milian are the champions!!! hahaha liverpool u just suck so bad.. =)&lt;br /&gt;today start my day quite smoothly.. my dad sent me to school and was talking to me about buying a new guitar amp... we will always have our own talk between father and son... its just amazing to have a dad like him.. just that i dun dare to show how much i do appriciate for everything he done for me..  i can feel how much he suffered last time to actualy bring up this family.. there is nothing in this world can i ever repay him back to whats he has done.. even when he yell and nags at me.. after awhile he will always come back to me and like u noe pity me.. no one can ever will replace my dad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start school wif DEL practical.. it was quite easy and i ended early but i stayed wif the rest and teach them so we can go and have lunch together.. actually what was on my mind all these while since yesterday was thiking how is mel doing... and she is like so down because her crush is mad at her for getting that gas agian... the fact is that everyone is mad for her buying that and use it to escape from trouble.. friends are not blind or deaf... they are all mad because they do care for you.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i had a guys talk with a few of them.. they were like ming you got to stop her from doing that .. its like she is killing herself with it... and there is no way you can escape yur fate in trouble.. life is always challange and you have to face it no matter what.. if you fail to take the challange .. you fail life.. your life is destroyed.. i dun want that to happen to her.. everyone doesnt want that to happen either... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i will just still go on being there for her&lt;br /&gt;so that she doesnt to have to fall so hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a box of chocolates&lt;br /&gt;you never know what you gonna get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RlUOJAew-7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/TiCeDFu9oXA/s1600-h/forest.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RlUOJAew-7I/AAAAAAAAAB8/TiCeDFu9oXA/s400/forest.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067972503586012082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story of forest gump&lt;br /&gt;the movie ROCKS!!!!!!!!!! =) &lt;br /&gt;i like this picture.. its so cute&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-757927809061985115?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/757927809061985115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=757927809061985115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/757927809061985115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/757927809061985115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/everyone-cares.html' title='everyone cares'/><author><name>Soul 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keep deep inside my heart all these while 3 years and counting... i couldnt help to control my emotions but to just to keep back flashing  my sweet memories i had... to be honest.. i never regret my memories.. it will always be keept as a part of my life about how a sweet fairy tale journey between 2 person. If u had watch the show A Walk to Remember.. its almost exactly what happened to me.. i'll always remember how you held me and tell me that everything is alright . the angel of my life just walk into my life and left me a better person. like she will always said " don't be sad because it ended , be glad because it happened " yes its true i am sooo glad it happen as a part of my life to be in love so deeply...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel has been thinking alot about her beautiful memories too.. but dont know what she is thinking exactly right now.. i am just dead worried abt her right now.. hope everything is alright.. i just cant bear to see her fall on her feet.. and i promise i never let her fall..  but tonight is something that i cant do anything.. she told me that we should be frens.. cause she din wan things to be too complicated and how much she still thinks abt her crush..  i guess its similar to what i have type above.. but well..  to me it will always be kept a sweet memory to remember..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that u dont wan to hurt me &lt;br /&gt;but i rather let myself get hurt &lt;br /&gt;because all i wanna see is that smile on your face&lt;br /&gt;telling me that everything is okay&lt;br /&gt;we have been close alot of times &lt;br /&gt;till i can feel your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;i always wanted to tell you how much i love you&lt;br /&gt;but i dint dare to cause &lt;br /&gt;i am scared u will leave me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat a strange world, &lt;br /&gt;we may be very close and show love&lt;br /&gt;but the very fact is that&lt;br /&gt;we are not together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel... you can never run away from reality&lt;br /&gt;but you can make dreams into reality&lt;br /&gt;slowly it takes time &lt;br /&gt;i seriously had fun wif you alot&lt;br /&gt;even you hurt me or ignore me&lt;br /&gt;stop hurting yurself.. i beg&lt;br /&gt;its pains me alot seeing you like this&lt;br /&gt;be strong and face reality&lt;br /&gt;and you dont have to be on your own to do this&lt;br /&gt;have FAITH!&lt;br /&gt;isnt that what you believe in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i see something special in you mel.. &lt;br /&gt;and i know it by looking into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;you deserve to be happier.. &lt;br /&gt;if it takes me to give up even.. &lt;br /&gt;i will rather u be happier.. &lt;br /&gt;just dont forget abt my feelings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are the light of my life&lt;br /&gt;without you i am lost&lt;br /&gt;you never fail to make me smile&lt;br /&gt;even when u hit me&lt;br /&gt;you will always be kept in my heart&lt;br /&gt;where i feel you always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you always....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love is patient, love is kind.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not rude, is not selfish, and does not become angry easily.&lt;br /&gt;Love does not remember wrongs done against it.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not happy with evil, but is happy with truth.&lt;br /&gt;Love bears all things, believes all things, &lt;br /&gt;hopes all things, endures all things.&lt;br /&gt;Love never fails &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i'll just hold my breath &lt;br /&gt;just to feel your heartbeat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3037343163578766712?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/3037343163578766712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=3037343163578766712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/3037343163578766712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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to be on track studying and all.. whew... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday was quite a long day.. i aready blog half of it.. till in the library studying.. then hamster came also in the end watch movie jaws lol.. super old school la..  only watch it not even half way.. later the rest of them decided to go eat dinner. but beatrie and mel din want to go.. they wanted to go home.. guess what mel almost got banged by a car la.. she lost control of her balance and she is just 1 step away steping on the road and get bang.. thank god my reflects was still in touch to pull her back.. haiz... its damn scary ... both of them obviously werent okay yesteday... sent hamster back home and reach home around 11 plus.. omg i had no food to eat at home la.. in the end ate some donuts only lol.. had abit of talk wif her yesterday by messaging.. well  she needs time and space to get straight.. think i should give her the time and space la.. or else it would be worse.. there is nothing i can do but to just wait now... and its not that easy than i thought.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8467698814361220776?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8467698814361220776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8467698814361220776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8467698814361220776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8467698814361220776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/blured-day.html' title='blured day'/><author><name>Soul 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just make you worse&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;br /&gt;They just make you worse&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'm on a losing streak&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I passed down my old street&lt;br /&gt;And if you wanna show, then just let me know&lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing in your ear again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;br /&gt;They just make you worse&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this talk of getting old &lt;br /&gt;It's getting me down my love&lt;br /&gt;Like a cat in a bag, waiting to drown&lt;br /&gt;This time I'm comin' down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;br /&gt;They just make you worse&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause baby, ooh, if heaven calls, I'm coming, too&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said, you leave my life, I'm better off dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you wanna show, just let me know&lt;br /&gt;And I'll sing in your ear again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the drugs don't work&lt;br /&gt;They just make you worse&lt;br /&gt;But I know I'll see your face again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know I'll see your face again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never going down, I'm never coming down&lt;br /&gt;No more, no more, no more, no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;I'm never coming down, I'm never going down&lt;br /&gt;No more, no more, no more, no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a very sad song sang by a man who is now dead because of drugs.. how life can be unpredictable sometimes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6676866981750917373?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6676866981750917373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6676866981750917373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6676866981750917373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6676866981750917373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/drugs-dont-work.html' title='The drugs don&apos;t work'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-9143358477499897085</id><published>2007-05-22T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:50:01.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the school library studying for my test this comming thursday.. my shoulder hurts like hell i dunnoe why.. think i accidentally fell down and land hard thats why.. and now its irritating me the pain!! =( anyways i went to tampines just now at st hilda's primary school to teach primary 3 kids lego robotics.. omg they are sooooo CUTE!!  haha.. they all just look soo happy and amaze with the wonders of robot.. and its so cute the way they address me haha.. me MING! wth hahaha.. you noe primary school must like greet and thank the teacher.. but i love it when they say thank you.. cause i was at the back of the class doing the computer then they were at the front.. the actually turn back to face me and say Thank you mr ming , may god bless you... omg it just felt soo nice la =) small kids who are actually 10 years younger than me... haha... it was a great exprience at the same time tiring.. i miss working =( alot.. i need to work to have a source of income.. which makes me want to start a business even more.. my group are all behind me supporting to start the business.. so yea i hope i can make the most out of it...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after teaching i went to simei eastpoint to find beatrice.. she was in a saloon dunnoe doing what to her hair with the slightest difference i can see haha.. waste time only hahaha.. after that go eat bk and came back school.. i was sleeping in the train really super tired dun know why.. i miss my class today to have my project meeting .. got so many things to revise now.. my common test are like next 2 weeks and this week aready got programming test.. haiz... well i bought a bunch of blank cards just now for the sake of writing whatever i want when i am bored haha.. how bored life can be.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall get back studying ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-9143358477499897085?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/9143358477499897085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=9143358477499897085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/9143358477499897085'/><link 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square to buy a card and write it to my hamster. so yea i spend today .. the entire whole day figuring out what to write down about my feelings. it was quite a risky thing to do i know but guess that its better that she at least knows how much i went through and thought abt her. it was quite a long story by the way how i wrote it in the card. starting from the very first moment i felt for her and how much i cared. and also gave her a hamtaro stuff toy. at first she seem so happy and overwhelm of what i gave her. i was like okay.. glad la that she likes it but still deeply i am waiting for an answer. after that we went to watch movie at the library then she got soooo high and suddenly got weak after taking some dangerous stuff. which i totally object to .. it really made her so weak that she can even keep her head up straight. its quite worrying for me la to see her like that.. after that had dinner wif everyone at mad jack and i send her back to school bus stop where her dad picked her up and i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recieve a message from her slighty awhile after reaching home .. saything that she hope we stil could be friends still first as she still likes hs more .. at the same also like me and wish we could be together but she has to let her feeling of hs run off first.. so yea i mean like i kinda of expected that to happen . thats why i havent been so confident in winning her whole heart yet. i guess it really does takes time to get this kind of things to improve. well i hope nothing changes yet between us yet as i feel that i should treat her the same i did and always did till she makes the decision.. this kind of thing i understand that it takes alot of time to make a decision cause its really something u have to commit and cherish alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my greatest fear has always been failing in love, and i know how much it hurts to be rejected. would she care if i dont know what to say because i always believe that is someone out there who feels just like me and thats life .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are reading this hamster &lt;br /&gt;don't feel bad about me&lt;br /&gt;its okay what you think about me&lt;br /&gt;i wont try to argue or hold it against&lt;br /&gt;there will always be a reason&lt;br /&gt;and well i guess this is just growing up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8187564588687222919?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8187564588687222919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8187564588687222919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8187564588687222919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8187564588687222919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-fuckin-day.html' title='what a fuckin day'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1590340718192073002</id><published>2007-05-21T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T16:46:41.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a strange day</title><content type='html'>today was quite a strange day.... i met a stranger out of no where.. it was this nice old man in his 60s 70s? he was hey... and i was like huh? then he told me to come and have a chat wif him.. i was like okay? anyway beatrice was late! haha.. so why not i have a chat.. he has this very nice way of speaking .. i dunnoe its just rare.. maybe this is the kind of stranger u meet once in yut life.. he really hit me when he said he knows what i am by just looking at my eyes and facial expression.. he said this.. son you are troubled i know.. but you are a nice person or else you wouldnt have stop and just walk alot.. well he was saying he is a lover of LIFE! omg when he said that it really brighten ups my day.. its really amazing how a stranger tell u this.. and he said this.. son.. you missing something in life.. someone who understands you and be your companion.. it really struck my really really hard when he said that.. i mean its like what he said does makes sense and true. i have always been so emo abt my own self for quite sometime.. when ever i am alone i will just go to this emo stage where i am in my own world.. and it just kills me being bored and everything. but the thing is that i am like really SOOO GLAD that such person existed a stranger to have a nice chat in the streets. he said that there is something is me and i have a very nice smile.. of course i smiled back at him.. and when i was about to leave him.. he almost cried .. omg omg... he said this.. it pains me when you go away because i am man of love. i felt like crying too.. how i wish that people these days in singapore are more open to talk.. everybody is busy with their own stuff and dun care whats happening around them.. thats why i always wanted to move to australia.. the people there are just like him.. u can really chat wif anybody under the sun .. its very social life.. no wonder the people there are sooo much more passionate and motivated.. for things like this can change the world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1590340718192073002?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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time.. i have been thinking alot really.. yesterday... overnite at school so that today the concert can like wake up early =)yesterday.... oh yea played squash and followed beatrice back to her school which is at tanjong katong!! haha... and the worst part is that i only slept 2 hours the previous nite and then i cannot sleep in the bus .. well i dunnoe why got alot of things to talk until cannot sleep.. after that played squash then go kap eat wif them and went back home .. and went back school... practiced a little only .. jun wei a senior over there brought his guitar over i mean his electric with his distortion hahaSHIOK SIA play and he damn pro..  i really look up to him... damn good la... thats how u enjoy music haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4361612661905426143?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1138949897273300979</id><published>2007-05-18T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T04:13:06.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg its 4am now and i am blogging well today i mean yesterday was quite a long day... beatrice and hamster go take the laughing gas and turn into idiots lol.. had to take care of them the whole day la.. but hamster got even worse till she cant even stand straight then later on she had pain comming from her chest. made me worried the whole day .. anyways my test i think i kinda of screwed up cause i only know less than half the paper even its just MCQ haha.. after my test suppose to go np strings agian but i pon agian playing board games instead the whole nite haha.. everyone was there and its like a good reunion i guess lol..after that went to alaza to eat then went home... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i haven sleep till now is because someone emoed the whole nite haha.. and also i talk things out wif hamster.. not really everything but have a idea there.. see how things go... was talking to beatrice the whole nite even now .. begging me to follow her go back to her school as its at TANJONG KATONG!!!!! wahahha... u damn lucky beatrice that i am very nice... so next time think twice before trying to kill me again haha.. =) anyways thanks for all the support and ya noe what i mean.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i aint a quiter&lt;br /&gt;neither a loser&lt;br /&gt;either way i win &lt;br /&gt;or walk away smiling =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1138949897273300979?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-2341696539476725664</id><published>2007-05-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:31:07.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello... today was a better day i guess.. things are so much clearer now and it seems like things are back to normal too i guess? anyways... i got 2 missing post in my blog.. my 2 post which i posted yesterday is missing because of my hamster!! haha .. okok not my fault not my fault.. anyway liked i said it doesnt matter to me. if it is or not. what matters is that everyone is happy =)  well the only bad thing was skipping my np string practice haha.. well got kind of lazy la.. tml also got reharsal.. so yea.. give myself a rest la.. so watched movie in the library instead with almost everyone there..  uea that reminds me watching bubble boy 2 days ago... i really miss that show alot.. when i was sec 3 i almost everyday kept watching that movie over and over agian.. and the main song for the movie is from blink 182 thats why!! haha.. okok tml is my SA test omg!!!! i still dunnoe alot of things .. hope tml during skool can like u noe.. study? haha maybe i wake up early tml go school study or study during my break.. work some things out wif myself.. test is after school.. and after test got np string reharsal.. so yea. basically i am packed wif my time tml.. well well all i can say that today is beautiful day!!! rock on mates..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-2341696539476725664?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/2341696539476725664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=2341696539476725664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/2341696539476725664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/2341696539476725664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' 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/&gt;While I clean this slate &lt;br /&gt;With the hands &lt;br /&gt;Of uncertainty &lt;br /&gt;So let mercy come &lt;br /&gt;And wash away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've done &lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself &lt;br /&gt;To cross out &lt;br /&gt;What I've become &lt;br /&gt;Erase myself &lt;br /&gt;And let go of &lt;br /&gt;What I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what I've done &lt;br /&gt;I'll start again &lt;br /&gt;And whatever thing &lt;br /&gt;May come &lt;br /&gt;Today this ends &lt;br /&gt;I'm forgiving &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whaaaaat I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll face myself &lt;br /&gt;To cross out &lt;br /&gt;What I've become &lt;br /&gt;Erase myself &lt;br /&gt;And let go of &lt;br /&gt;What I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've done &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiving what I've done&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8078049086320439999?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-3568767089821713931</id><published>2007-05-16T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T08:15:18.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a time to blog just right before school.. i slept super long since last nite think  its more than 12 hours . well i did dreamt about alot alot of things. some of those were flashbacks. a hell alot of sleep. i hope today would be a better day for me. what a really fucking emo day i had yesterday. especially after i knew what the hell was going on . well even duo u say its not my fault , i did caused the major damage or else it wouldnt have even screw up. whats worst it happen right under his nose. well, things can never be the same i guess. everybody's changing and i dun feel the same. &lt;br /&gt;almost everyday in life i tried to changed to be a better person ever since the last time i got screwed for real. things are so hard understand sometimes and thats nothing can be done to it. its untouchable and unchangable. always wanted to mould the world for a better place for the people , thats why i always wanted to be a musician. someday , sometime in my life , what all happened to me would just be a tale and part of my life. who cares about history these days, what you accomplished is nothing and what u failed is just another step to success which means actually nobody gives a shit. people arent that kind until u give them what they want. its over now for sure about enjoying my poly life, i guess it felt like i was in semster 2 with no life but just study and work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-3568767089821713931?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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ITS JUST THE BEGINING!!!!!!!!! WE ARE GONNA GO GIGS AND CONCERTS OUTSIDE REAL SOON!!!!! AND I JUST CANT WAIT!!! Everyone in the band did great.. was really proud of them.. and think that we are the most happening program on hopnite! but sadly its the openning la.. cause its like u noe people as usual come late will miss it.. but well at least most of them still get to see us rock. finally all the effort we put into jamming and practice has been paid off.. such a big relief we did acutally played as the person in charge almost cancel of my performance la.. damn lucky we got the chance..  i looking for more pics or better still videos during the performance..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the performance we all just lepak and got bored looking at the other performance.. i dun know why maybe because my freshie felt bored also thats why.. haha.. i ate rubbish la for hopntie.. haha.. we stayed in school really quite late.. by the time we got to russel's house it was aready 2am.. and hell yea no one manage to beat me in winning 11 wowhoohhoo... felt damn good to be a pro haha... after that went to drink really really alot.. omg i remembered that i couldnt even walk straight haha.. but it was a hell of a nite to drink alot.. alot of nice drinks.. i think? maybe i aready drank too much.. haha... but the hangover the next day was damn horrible.. and i still went for npstrings practice... and guess what my instructor dunnoe if he is joking say i will be the solo of my section? and i was like huh?? hahaha i wanna keng one ah.. i aready kena sit center front.. well oh yea details to np strings concert nexy week .. MUST MUST COME!!&lt;br /&gt;its nice trust me even duo its classical&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DATE 19 May 2007 Saturday&lt;br /&gt;LOCATION NGEE ANN POLY LT 26&lt;br /&gt;TIME be seated by 6.45pm ends 9pm&lt;br /&gt;ADMISSION FEE  free!!!&lt;br /&gt;(confirm wif me yur comming asap.. by sms or msn also can just say u comming i need to count how many comming)&lt;br /&gt;hope to really see u guys there.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i think i shot myself at my head 2 days ago.. omg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5576595702622172166?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5576595702622172166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5576595702622172166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5576595702622172166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5576595702622172166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-7070647048201017593</id><published>2007-05-13T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:50.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBsET9ynI/AAAAAAAAABc/TEMXxKBOX4M/s1600-h/CIMG2993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBsET9ynI/AAAAAAAAABc/TEMXxKBOX4M/s400/CIMG2993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064018162584767090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;163 above in action!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBskT9yoI/AAAAAAAAABk/HEWZtKwqa28/s1600-h/DSC00688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBskT9yoI/AAAAAAAAABk/HEWZtKwqa28/s400/DSC00688.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064018171174701698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBs0T9ypI/AAAAAAAAABs/I20l1qudhKo/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBs0T9ypI/AAAAAAAAABs/I20l1qudhKo/s400/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064018175469669010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBtUT9yqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Df6zi9euYrs/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBtUT9yqI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Df6zi9euYrs/s400/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064018184059603618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; having the biggest headach of my life b4 the concert started. how sad is that =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-7070647048201017593?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/7070647048201017593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=7070647048201017593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7070647048201017593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/7070647048201017593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/05/163-above-in-action-group-photo-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RkcBsET9ynI/AAAAAAAAABc/TEMXxKBOX4M/s72-c/CIMG2993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-2315219252100689849</id><published>2007-05-09T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T23:02:39.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is like a fresh start for me.. i suddenly realise how much i got to catch up wif my studies. lately have been slacking alot.. trying to get a new blog skin for my blog. i just revived my PC ! finally ! friday is hopnite i really cant WAIT!! haha .. tml chek wye and mark overniting my house to prepare on friday. i really look forward performing.. oh yea btw i got a new guitar!!! FENDER !! wohoo hahaha.. finally its like a dream come true.. i swear i will make it someday playing music.. i really love the guitar alot and it felt so good playing wif it. all thanks to my DAD!! i really dunnoe how to thank him but i noe he wants me to do good wif music someday.. the best way to repay him is my studies and a very promising career so that he doesnt to have to worry about my difficulties anymore.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just cleared up my table in my room also.. i realise i got alot alot of songs in my pc.. all the old songs.. a collection of what i had since sec skool haha.. abt 20 GB worth of music .. no wonder my laptop like feels so little song in it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gonna buy my guitar hard case and then they comming my house to jam .. so yea.. hope to update some pics really soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-2315219252100689849?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-4512164293872320117</id><published>2007-04-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T22:30:41.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi everyone.. i am so high now that i cannot sleep ahha.. anyway.. had a soccer match just now.. won 5-3 ... but i got damn fucking tired haha.. my stamina got to retrain man! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml jamming session.. should be one of the very important one to prepare us for hop nite! yeayeayaeyea... tonite i gonna jam the whole nite.. starting the first song for my band's very own album 163!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i been researching alot on my instruments i gonna get.. alot alot of effects so yea.. its nice to be exprimental.. kk nothing much else to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4512164293872320117?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4512164293872320117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4512164293872320117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4512164293872320117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4512164293872320117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1930878619337917311</id><published>2007-04-12T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T00:29:35.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a long long day today... first woke up in the morning to do some slideshow for my percival blog then just stayed home the whole day... later in the afternoon met justin and samuel to go ice skating.. later on a few of my freshies join in.. had really alot of fun skating... well i still learning how to do the T break haha.. but its cool la.. was glad that my P1 mates could come and join..  while we were skating the rest who din wanna skate went to play k pool BO JIO! haha.. i wanted to play pool la.. but too bad i was skating .. after that went for an interview wif samuel and libin.. tml is the training day.. well i find it cool to be working with frens.. haha.. okay in the end i met the rest of them in town BK! we stayed there for a couple of hours talking rubbish haha.. really laughing my ass off.. been quite a while having this laughing session.. well.. quite sad i had to head home early as i have my curfew till 12.. so they went to  302 coffeeshop to lepak while i go home.. its sad that i cant join them... i go home earlier also like no diff end up being alone in my room just being damn emo..  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml gonna play squash in the morning wif mark and jasmine and then have a jamming session then go training for work... hop night is confirm next friday!!!omg omg its getting nearer each day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... life now is getting even for me.. still abit emo here and there.. i believe when school starts i wun get any better.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song kinda of reflects my feelings (true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I won't talk&lt;br /&gt;I won't breathe&lt;br /&gt;I won't move till you finally see&lt;br /&gt;That you belong with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I don't look&lt;br /&gt;But deep inside the corner of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm attatched to you&lt;br /&gt;mmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm afraid to know the answer&lt;br /&gt;Do you want me too?&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart keeps falling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing that's true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what you do&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you walk into the room&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm weak, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'm just scared to know the ending&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me too?&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know you met me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know when I go&lt;br /&gt;I'll be on my way to you&lt;br /&gt;The way that's true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I've waited all my life to cross this line &lt;br /&gt;To the only thing thats true&lt;br /&gt;So I will not hide&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try anything to be with you&lt;br /&gt;All my life I've waited&lt;br /&gt;This is true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1930878619337917311?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1244102607474696866</id><published>2007-04-11T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T12:36:20.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-right: 2px solid #999999; border-bottom: 2px solid #999999; width: 830px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-right: 2px solid #666666; border-bottom: 2px solid #666666; margin-right: 1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin-right: 1px; text-align: center; padding: 5px 10px 10px 10px; background-color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 2px; text-align: left; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photobucket Album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h203/kayjm/NP/FOC/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h203/kayjm/NP/FOC/DSCN8327.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&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/3668986-1244102607474696866?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1244102607474696866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1244102607474696866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1244102607474696866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1244102607474696866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/04/photobucket-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-1595370839883582140</id><published>2007-04-11T04:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T05:31:43.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello civals! i created this slideshow for just u all! enjoy the show =)&lt;br /&gt;btw sorry that most of the pictures are from my p1 .. so yea.. p1 be proud cause i am proud of you ! (try to mute the blog's music by pausing it and listen to this slideshow's song its nice trust me )try viewing it twice.. just gaze and listen the music. the magic of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=63754999&amp;amp;ver=102906" quality="high" salign="lt" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="320" width="426"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-1595370839883582140?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/1595370839883582140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=1595370839883582140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1595370839883582140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/1595370839883582140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-civals-i-created-this-slideshow.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-6070550663806848515</id><published>2007-04-10T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T14:37:30.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long long while since i last update.. so well. yea.. FOC camp rocks!! making a whole new bunch of frens again. being a gl is a very nice feeling.. how i wished i could live a life of a gl once more.. its something really nice to be...  leading the freshies..  at the end of the camp.. i was too touched wif everyone till i got to pour all my emotions out.. sounds dumb but really i felt soo touched.. it was great to work wif my group memebers and the freshies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after foc we had a few outings.. still quite active.. i really hope the spirit wont die out.. but it will happen sadly when everyone has their own class and everything.. it feels so strange suddenly without seeing u guys everyday.. but i hope that when skool starts please dun forget who we are =)&lt;br /&gt;well i am now enroll into a new class with new people .. i kind of like the idea of that but yea.. got to study hard man..  my gpa like kena sia last semester..  well okay tonight i update more.. now quite tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-6070550663806848515?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/6070550663806848515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=6070550663806848515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6070550663806848515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/6070550663806848515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-been-long-long-while-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-441754066729270650</id><published>2007-03-10T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T15:08:04.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hard time</title><content type='html'>i have come to a very critical moment of my life now.. its like so busy now.. tonite i have work till 12.. then tml have to practice jamming till noon then go work.. monday go sentosa wif my foc group.. then practice jamming after that.. and tuesday whole day jamming.. but the thing is that i cant get the members get right on time for practice.. its so stressful for me..  well how i wish i had more time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-441754066729270650?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/441754066729270650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=441754066729270650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/441754066729270650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/441754066729270650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/03/hard-time.html' title='hard time'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5773983966185291137</id><published>2007-03-09T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:50.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RfGAeOm9_pI/AAAAAAAAABE/ADNVwL4I7W4/s1600-h/VSCN0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RfGAeOm9_pI/AAAAAAAAABE/ADNVwL4I7W4/s320/VSCN0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039950714810269330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello people again... back from FOC trail camp.. lost my voice haha.. as usual.. had really a great time there.. its been a year back when i was that really happy. becoming a GL this time round.. feels damn good.. well to tell you the truth i cant wait for the actual camp to be rocking wif the freshies.. leading the hundreds agian... i really enjoy leading big group of people since i was in secondary school days in NCC.. even i was suppose to be the one that is fierce and Evil the big one.. haha i guess i just wanna make everyone happy and have a fun learning journey bonding them together..  i really miss the times i had in sec skool days in camp.. this FOC camp is gonna be bigger and more fun... the trail camp was quite a big success for all the GLs.. i had 4 days non stop fun hahaha... reall i enjoyed myself really alot...  even i hate to admit i did stone in the camp at certain point of time is because i am like recalling how was is it like again being so bonded wif my group like we it happen last year wif naga..  well i was kinda named during the trail camp but who cares as long it makes everyone happy and so do i hahaha...  i really hope that my group PERCIVAL would be one of best group in the coming FOC..  coming up wif your very own original cheers.. is just awesome. .just like playing music to me..  now the biggest challenge how to make the first day of FOC for the freshie real fun wif a big bang haha.. no more cock ups.. just pure fun and madness hahha... after being through the trail camp.. i just wanna be wif my group members.. they are sooo FUN!! haha.. even losing our voices we still joke around and laugh like monkeys haha..  3 more weeks.. i think the gls should meet up more and more often to have the strong bonding..  this coming monday we are going to sentosa! haha surely this one confirm damn fun.. from today onwards i will try my very best to update my blog more often.. cause i dun want this point of my life to just pass by.. i wan to have a memoir of this moment even nobody cares.. yea..&lt;br /&gt;another thing that is my biggest concern is the audition at ben n jerry next tuesday... omg my band wif the lack of practice.. die sia...  i wanna really have a solid band to break into the music industry wif has always been my biggest dream.. well i really hope so i do get in someday.. i pray hard that this audition is the first step for us =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-5773983966185291137?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5773983966185291137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5773983966185291137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5773983966185291137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5773983966185291137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/03/hello-people-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RfGAeOm9_pI/AAAAAAAAABE/ADNVwL4I7W4/s72-c/VSCN0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-5061728312171461623</id><published>2007-01-12T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T09:39:51.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RaewDAnT7pI/AAAAAAAAAAM/mXkzSE5XmlU/s1600-h/Image175.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hey everyone.. its been a real long time i last update..especially its 2007! OMG haha.. okok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is a picture of me waking up on the 1st day of the year! haha.. super shagged man.. and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RaeyoAnT7rI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Vn91a5yCFOg/s1600-h/Image175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019176710157102770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RaeyoAnT7rI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Vn91a5yCFOg/s320/Image175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;its time to unleash the beast muhaha.. lol.. sleeping on newspaper wtf..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RaeyXAnT7qI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3eKsVA4Ao1Y/s1600-h/Image197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5019176418099326626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RaeyXAnT7qI/AAAAAAAAAAU/3eKsVA4Ao1Y/s320/Image197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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&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&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;and here some of my cousins posing wif the walk of the 2007 .. i look super shag behind those shades lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway..  skool reopen as usual.. getting my results back.. not bad.. lol.. but could be better..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just watched CRASH just now.. josiah borrow the dvd from vidz easy. so yea now i have to return it.. its a super nice show.. got to watch it or u regret.. its about interracial conflicts in america at LA.. the whole show is super meaningful.. comming to think of it.. this show makes u feel safe here in singapore somehow lol.. but yea.. a show u cannot miss..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well if there is anything i wanna update here.. hrmm.. oh yea i been working quite alot actually but recently they decided to cut cost and yea i work lesser hours and lesser days.. like wth .. so  i found a job paying 7 an hour opposite my restaraunt lol... !!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides work.. i been consistanly reminding myself about my music passion.. i miss playing music so badly.. and oh yea... 3 MORE DAYS TO MUSE CONCERT!! MUAHAHAHAH.. BUT!!! i am going this concert alone.. cause no one i know could afford to come wif me.. really sad but yea.. i cant miss this concert for sure.. haiz.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the other hand.. i am quite glad that my cousin bonds are getting stronger.. we now meet up much more often and talk abt all our problems and doubts.. i mean like u noe we treat each other like blood brothers.. i have a feeling that later in life when we grow old.. we'll surely have something that we are gonna do together like a business or something..  if we carry on being close =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it keeps raining and raining everyday.. the only thing i worry is that the concert on tuesday how?? rain or shine they will still go on i noe.. but yea.. just scared will spoil my plan enjoying the music.. &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/3668986-5061728312171461623?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/5061728312171461623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=5061728312171461623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5061728312171461623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/5061728312171461623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2007/01/sup_12.html' title='sup'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/RaeyoAnT7rI/AAAAAAAAAAc/Vn91a5yCFOg/s72-c/Image175.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-4347091527178595718</id><published>2006-12-27T15:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T15:43:49.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back on business</title><content type='html'>hey everyone.. its been ages since i last posted on my blog.. well my firefox screwed up and my internet too.. its holidays and i have been working almost everyday..  well basically my life is getting abit better at the moment.. i spend most of my time out normally wif my cousins on this holiday.. they come over and sleep in my room and make a mess of it lol.. but yea.. and because of that i lack of sleep really alot..  i just a really weird dream just now.. i din noe why.. but yea its super weird and unexpected.. but who cares.. i aint gonna tell anyone haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am still currently trying to find a better job with a better pay.. the work place is working now is okay just that my supervisor is fucked up..  i dun think she even deserves to be called a supervisor.. cause all she does is fucking up everyone's moral..  it would really fun working without her on her offdays .. well too bad la.. and always come up with some stupid reasons to&lt;br /&gt;me that i aint doing my work propely. i just dun get the idea.. at first u publish on the papers 6.5 an hour and now i come saying 6 as i had no experience and now u saying i not doing much enough?  the job i applied is waiter not a cleaner.. when its really fucking boring and u do all u can find to do to do something .. u just wait for work rite? fuck it man.. i cant stand finding things to do even u had found the job.. bascially yur job is to find another thing to do..  everyone hates her.. too bad.. who ask u to be such a bitch.. a real pain in the ass..  well i giving another shot in showing things could work out.. if she still bitches me around.. thats it.. i am getting another job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway new year is comming.. and my year of 2006 felt so empty.. i dun noe why.. but i can tell that the happiest time i had in 2006 was my 2months in jjc .. after that.. is was just normal and simple life..  sucky fucked up life rite.. anyway.. when i start skool agian in 2007 i think i wanna really kick some ass .. haha..  going to the muse concert! thats what i am waiting for.. and payday is on 28 dec.. cause bank will be close at the end of year.. so yea.. WOHOoooo!! money money money.. !!  well my bro thinks that i am money driven.. which i think its true.. muahaha.. i think i should use money to motivate more into my studies... lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-4347091527178595718?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/4347091527178595718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=4347091527178595718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4347091527178595718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/4347091527178595718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-on-business_26.html' title='back on business'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-8960476676310717608</id><published>2006-12-23T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T16:19:50.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starlight</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Starlight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away &lt;br /&gt;This ship has taken me far away &lt;br /&gt;Far away from the memories &lt;br /&gt;Of the people who care if I live or die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starlight &lt;br /&gt;I will be chasing a starlight &lt;br /&gt;Until the end of my life &lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it's worth it anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to hold &lt;br /&gt;You in my arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life &lt;br /&gt;You electrify my life &lt;br /&gt;Let’s conspire to ignite &lt;br /&gt;All the souls that would die just to feel alive &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let you go &lt;br /&gt;If you promise not to fade away &lt;br /&gt;Never fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hopes and expectations &lt;br /&gt;Black holes and revelations &lt;br /&gt;Our hopes and expectations &lt;br /&gt;Black holes and revelations &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to hold &lt;br /&gt;You in my arms &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far away &lt;br /&gt;This ship has taken me far away &lt;br /&gt;Far away from the memories &lt;br /&gt;Of the people who care if I live or die &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let you go &lt;br /&gt;If you promise not to fade away &lt;br /&gt;Never fade away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hopes and expectations &lt;br /&gt;Black holes and revelations &lt;br /&gt;Our hopes and expectations &lt;br /&gt;Black holes and revelations &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold you in my arms &lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to hold &lt;br /&gt;You in my arms&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-8960476676310717608?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/8960476676310717608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=8960476676310717608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8960476676310717608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/8960476676310717608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/12/starlight.html' title='Starlight'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116601489316109480</id><published>2006-12-13T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T21:01:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey.. tml my final theory and i hope i pass this time!!! freaking waited sooooooo long for it.. haiz.. also my mt prac common test.. my test all comming i still slack lol. but i quite confident can pass one la.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought the muse tickets aready!!! WOOHOO!! MUAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116601489316109480?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116601489316109480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116601489316109480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116601489316109480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116601489316109480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116519570748016115</id><published>2006-12-04T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T09:28:27.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grow</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I Wanna Grow Old With You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Another day without your smile &lt;br /&gt;Another day just passes by &lt;br /&gt;But now i know how much it means &lt;br /&gt;For you to stay right here with me &lt;br /&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger &lt;br /&gt;But it hurts so bad i can't take it any longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do &lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A thousand miles between us now &lt;br /&gt;It causes me to wonder how &lt;br /&gt;Our love tonight remains so strong &lt;br /&gt;It makes our risk right all along &lt;br /&gt;The time we spent apart will make our love grow stronger &lt;br /&gt;But it hurt so bad i can't take it any longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do &lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can come and go &lt;br /&gt;I know but &lt;br /&gt;Baby I believe &lt;br /&gt;Something's burning strong between us &lt;br /&gt;Makes it clear to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna die lying in your arms &lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be looking in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;I wanna be there for you, sharing everything you do &lt;br /&gt;I wanna grow old with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had a very very tiring start of the day..reach home from work 2 am just now.. i barely even slept..  i think one day my body is gonna give in.. i dunnoe why suddenly i have this sudden burst of energy to just work.. i guess its also to pass time faster.. nothing is holding me back to cherish the moment.. so yea.. might as well just dash into the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW I GOT 1 GOOD NEWS!! MUAHAHHAHA .. MUSE I COMMING TO SINGAPORE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMFG yea they are here.. right here in singapore in january...  definately i will go no matter how much it cost.. well i am treating khai on this one for this birthday.. its gonna be explosive !! hell yea !!! muahhaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally its just you and me MATTEW BELLAMY! Face to Face!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116519570748016115?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116519570748016115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116519570748016115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116519570748016115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116519570748016115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/12/grow.html' title='grow'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116411726222204870</id><published>2006-11-21T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:54:22.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down and out</title><content type='html'>hey... today was kind of a sad day for me.. well i was cut from the school team... guess i aint that good enough to be in the team..  felt quite dissapointed with myself.. well i still looking forward to train and towards np league next year.. patience...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my life now where i stand at now... i feel that bring me back 2 years ago.. i was much happier.. the difference is that now being more independent.. i do almost everything myself.. spending more time on my own.. what i can say is that my journey now feels more lonely than ever..  obviously one of the thing that i every love doing was playing music.. and thats something i neglected alot currently.. its sad that i cant really manage my time to fufill my desires in music.. its a shame .. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being cut, being left out , being down &lt;br /&gt;happens to the best of us i guess =)&lt;br /&gt;never take out that smile off my face &lt;br /&gt;just keep going ahead&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116411726222204870?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116411726222204870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116411726222204870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116411726222204870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116411726222204870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/11/down-and-out.html' title='down and out'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116270804865955616</id><published>2006-11-05T13:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:27:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good time</title><content type='html'>hey.. had a soccer competition yesterday morning.. wif my cousins , faiz , im , dicky and my close pals khairul and mike! well even thought we only played until quartar finals.. we still felt proud that we played as one..  i cant remember the last time we actually the last time we played soccer so passionate.. i just wanna thank everyone who came down to play soccer yesterday.. really appricate yur effort comming down.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that went home an then went out agian to watch li ying's school drama play..  on the way was abit rush lol.. cause everyone also last min start buying flowers and all that.. well made in time for the show.. so far i think this is one of the better drama plays i watch lol.. i never really had the chance to know the story of beauty and the beast..since the play was that so yea i kind of know the story..  after that had dinner at hereens wif them yea.. was hell of a good time meeting back all my old pals .. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116270804865955616?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116270804865955616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116270804865955616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116270804865955616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116270804865955616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/11/good-time_05.html' title='good time'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116270804635936640</id><published>2006-11-05T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T14:27:26.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good time</title><content type='html'>hey.. had a soccer competition yesterday morning.. wif my cousins , faiz , im , dicky and my close pals khairul and mike! well even thought we only played until quartar finals.. we still felt proud that we played as one..  i cant remember the last time we actually the last time we played soccer so passionate.. i just wanna thank everyone who came down to play soccer yesterday.. really appricate yur effort comming down.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well after that went home an then went out agian to watch li ying's school drama play..  on the way was abit rush lol.. cause everyone also last min start buying flowers and all that.. well made in time for the show.. so far i think this is one of the better drama plays i watch lol.. i never really had the chance to know the story of beauty and the beast..since the play was that so yea i kind of know the story..  after that had dinner at hereens wif them yea.. was hell of a good time meeting back all my old pals .. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116270804635936640?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116270804635936640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116270804635936640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116270804635936640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116270804635936640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/11/good-time.html' title='good time'/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116205371270204536</id><published>2006-10-29T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:41:52.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/73/1121/1024/DSCN7896.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/73/1121/400/DSCN7896.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day1 : in my grandma's house haha.. ayyub , faiz and me !! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116205371270204536?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116205371270204536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116205371270204536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116205371270204536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116205371270204536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/10/day1-in-my-grandmas-house-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3668986.post-116205359206138777</id><published>2006-10-29T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T00:39:52.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/73/1121/1024/DSCN7883.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/73/1121/400/DSCN7883.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 : on the way to my grandma's house me &amp; ayyub  =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3668986-116205359206138777?l=kayjm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/feeds/116205359206138777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3668986&amp;postID=116205359206138777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116205359206138777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3668986/posts/default/116205359206138777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kayjm.blogspot.com/2006/10/day-1-on-way-to-my-grandmas-house-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Soul Inline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16083169977829384368</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='18' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NespfW65Rss/S4dZH2TOGxI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Ue8SxLjOOB0/S220/seba+deluxe.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
