<?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-683151653364464452</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:35:24.204-08:00</updated><category term='Cause I Love You'/><title type='text'>It can't hurt worse...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-3614466796466765310</id><published>2010-07-08T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T06:57:09.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>Sorry people, been away for quite a while. Wouldn't say its been a nice trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you met anyone who has changed you?"&lt;br /&gt;Tough question. My answer?&lt;br /&gt;No Clue.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the person who was supposed to just walked right out.&lt;br /&gt;Right out the door. Without a goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;And she just had to turn around.&lt;br /&gt;And scream IHATEYOU back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, somehow I dont really want to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;with this thing at the back of my head&lt;br /&gt;telling me its my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Look, maybe i've changed. Maybe we've all just gotten busier.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really want to live with this ):&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it just feels lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Without that someone who used to listen to you.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to you.&lt;br /&gt;Gave you the smile you needed.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, another reason to get out of bed every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow its all gone.&lt;br /&gt;And I've got no clue of how and why.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe its moving on.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you really were just another part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Just another flower by the roadside.&lt;br /&gt;Cheering me up till one day i eventually left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not just a flower...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a whole field full of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I just dont want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess even if i didnt, you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want, we could&lt;br /&gt;check back in a few months then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your name just reminds me&lt;br /&gt;of how :) turned into ._.&lt;br /&gt;maybe even &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess this is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so Ne-Yo right now.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm mad, but&lt;br /&gt;I really mean it when I say&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya,&lt;br /&gt;honey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll still be here,&lt;br /&gt;it just depends on whether you'd come back for me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-3614466796466765310?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/3614466796466765310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=3614466796466765310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3614466796466765310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3614466796466765310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/07/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-3233422326914412028</id><published>2010-02-24T04:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:14:05.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;I seriously think the world is so screwed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Why the fudge can't they move their asses to the left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3 minutes of my life, wasted on those fudgetards. 3 WHOLE MINUTES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Do you know what 3 minutes means?! With 2 tests tomorrow 3 minutes can cause me half a mark. What if I fail by half a mark?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;People, MOVE YOUR ASSES TO THE LEFT, cause no one wants to waste their time on 'tards who dont know how to think for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Damn, calm as I should be, I cannot  be this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And damn, people cant appreciate things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I cover your blankets at night, I cook for you, I play with you, I dont even charge you for all that and all you can do is write me a note "fuck you, save my game you asshole".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Its just a game, bytheway. Save, so what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Try cooking for me, putting me in bed and entertaining me for one day. You think its easy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;If playing YOUR psp is wrong, then think about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;All I had in P6, was my homework. At that time i never even thought of touching a psp and now you got me the yousaveagameonmypspandsoyoureafucktard attitude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So much for love and appreciation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;The world is just so screwed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-3233422326914412028?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/3233422326914412028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=3233422326914412028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3233422326914412028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3233422326914412028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-seriously-think-world-is-so-screwed.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-8711718715403938315</id><published>2010-02-17T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T06:18:49.549-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And while breeze tickles the sky...</title><content type='html'>And maybe I was wrong, all the way from the start.&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong, at least now i know i was.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it wasn't meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I gave you the wrong idea. I didn't meant to, honest!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a moment of carelessness, maybe even stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;I just have this gut feeling it won't work out. If this stays then what about tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;What about ten years later?  What about forever?&lt;br /&gt;I have to stop. Stop now, as a matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for any misconceptions, I'm sorry for everything.&lt;br /&gt;Friends ain't that bad... I guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends... hmm I guess I realised what true friends were today :)&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, my friends, for waking me up.&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of a cold-cup-of-water-to-my-face kinda thing, though you didnt see it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful, and I guess I will always be :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope we stay friends forever, true friends :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were right, R, there are true friends, real friends, best friends and just friends :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-8711718715403938315?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/8711718715403938315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=8711718715403938315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8711718715403938315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8711718715403938315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-while-breeze-tickles-sky.html' title='And while breeze tickles the sky...'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-5028951983494724942</id><published>2010-02-13T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:17:13.109-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>"And I'll hold you tight and never let go..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its valentine's day again&lt;br /&gt;And while people stay up as long as they can&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay up with my cup of wine&lt;br /&gt;Still wondering, where's my valentine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sit up all night,&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what's out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Everything feels quite right&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything, to just see you, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I sit up to think of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but wonder too,&lt;br /&gt;Wonder while I sit here with no clue,&lt;br /&gt;If you ever think of me too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've thought of all the things we could do&lt;br /&gt;We could set off, and colour all the things we drew&lt;br /&gt;Or we could sit down and talk things through&lt;br /&gt;Anything under the moon, as long as its with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll kiss you under the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hug you till the sun's up bright&lt;br /&gt;And I'll miss you when youre not near&lt;br /&gt;And I'll whisper with you while youre here&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold your hand while we watch the sun set&lt;br /&gt;And I'll watch your back, so you'll never have to fret&lt;br /&gt;And with you, we'll shoot the cupid' bow&lt;br /&gt;And never let the feeling slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that, cause I love you so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my future valentine,&lt;br /&gt;I know what to do to make you mine&lt;br /&gt;So you dont really have to hide&lt;br /&gt;Cause my love's like a train, except you can't alight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-5028951983494724942?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/5028951983494724942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=5028951983494724942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/5028951983494724942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/5028951983494724942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-8802299296205617396</id><published>2010-02-06T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T02:27:10.507-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And much as I want to go out for a good cause I don't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, someone help me please. It's saturday, and I'm not supposed to be at home.&lt;br /&gt;Not that you are, but you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;When we're working we wish we were free but when we're free we wish we were working.&lt;br /&gt;I should be out. Yes I should. And I very well know that.&lt;br /&gt;Its just no one can come out with me. Or maybe no one wants to.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know. Someone call me out please! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 weeks has gone by haha. Fast, no? I've met you for four weeks, just four.&lt;br /&gt;And I can find myself waiting by my phone for your text&lt;br /&gt;hmm not really sure what to say now&lt;br /&gt;just, happy birthday! now youre 15! (:&lt;br /&gt;ah, yes, sweet fifteen haha (: quite marks the start of your teenage life.&lt;br /&gt;well, thats what the experts say&lt;br /&gt;All the fullmarks and praises and exams and all have brought you here&lt;br /&gt;So just enjoy today, cause there'll only be one fifteenthbirthday for you haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday! (: bestie haha :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-8802299296205617396?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/8802299296205617396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=8802299296205617396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8802299296205617396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8802299296205617396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-much-as-i-want-to-go-out-for-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2550988589076416372</id><published>2010-02-02T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:35:30.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its when you grow old that you decide that "Oh hey, thats how much i really wanted to see my childhood dreams come true" - Dr. Randy Pausch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so true isn't it? Took me awhile to realise &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my childhood dreams in p6 was to actually go to Paris with *AHEMs* and kinda just enjoy my time there with her. And now it's kind of coming true! sort of.. at least :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't know if its anticipation, a sugar rush or its just me, but sometimes I just stay up waiting for her text even though I'm not even sure if she's HER. Sounds stupid but still, can't really help it.&lt;br /&gt;If the ceilings could talk, I think they'd know me very well right now, cause I seem to stare at them too much and it seems rude so it wouldn't be that rude if I knew them right? Anyway its good to make more friends. okay nevermind :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 2 days... Twoooooo days...&lt;br /&gt;As if not coming to class isn't enough. Not being able to see you was worse.&lt;br /&gt;And now you're leaving me in suspense. 7 words is enough to cause a sleepless night. If it weren't for science I'd be absent for another week (thanks, sleeping pills).&lt;br /&gt;It kind of depends, really. Depends on how I look at it.&lt;br /&gt;Losing you's a big matter, so much as I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to lose you either.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds selfish, i guess. Its not difficult to figure out, no? ; You do know it, I ____ you, but love doesn't work that way. It has to be mutual, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Its just stereotype that I'm supposed to be the one making the first move.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow I'm just not too sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;I think this makes me selfish, cause much as you want to know, I want to know too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this area of life, I think its better to be more open. Letting your head lead isn't really... constructive, lets call it. Seeing her everyday and not telling kind of aches.&lt;br /&gt;"OHHH,.. so this is coming from the guy who's telling me he doesn't dare to tell her yet"&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know thats what youre thinking. Easier said than done, sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;But still, it does make sense, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thinking at night helps, cause there's nothing better than the clear sky and cool breeze.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you couldn't watch over her you could still say "at least the stars are watching over her "&lt;br /&gt;It'll help, I think. It does for me.&lt;br /&gt;Still it hurts. Knowing you keep something inside for her while she doesn't even notice.&lt;br /&gt;At least I think she doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;But I still stick to my words ; I mean it when I say it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I'm still fantasising, I'll wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Will I hurt her if this goes on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-2550988589076416372?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/2550988589076416372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=2550988589076416372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2550988589076416372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2550988589076416372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-when-you-grow-old-that-you-decide.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7627111047573641120</id><published>2010-02-02T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:49:26.929-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cause I Love You'/><title type='text'>Thanks for all your calls/smses to check if i was okay (:</title><content type='html'>While the stars come out to wander&lt;br /&gt;And singles start to ponder&lt;br /&gt;I myself will think its so true,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I do lie awake to miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes even though I'm ailing&lt;br /&gt;I know my heart's still not failing&lt;br /&gt;I'll still keep staring at my phone&lt;br /&gt;Cause when you text, I don't feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite stupid,&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;While people fear pain,&lt;br /&gt;its love they still entertain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while I still can't figure out why&lt;br /&gt;It's still something I cannot deny&lt;br /&gt;Cause I find myself still waiting&lt;br /&gt;Even when you're already sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happened on the first ; a Monday&lt;br /&gt;Dont care what they say ; it wasn't mundane&lt;br /&gt;Took just a thought and no more&lt;br /&gt;Cause its hesitation i abhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew I wanted to see you&lt;br /&gt;Not even sure if I should&lt;br /&gt;Much as I needed to see you&lt;br /&gt;Now it's a matter of whether I could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still came, cause there was hope&lt;br /&gt;Didn't care if people called me a dope&lt;br /&gt;Cause it was all I wanted to do&lt;br /&gt;Was it stupid? No, thank yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So while I lay awake to miss you&lt;br /&gt;I still teared cause I missed you&lt;br /&gt;It was then that I needed you near,&lt;br /&gt;Caused I really wished you were here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;[Oh oh, for you I would've done whatever&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't believe we ain't together&lt;br /&gt;And I wanna play it cool, but I'm losing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I'd do anything, there's no song we can't sing]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as the skies grow darker&lt;br /&gt;I stay up to think of you longer&lt;br /&gt;If there was a star for every time i thought of you,&lt;br /&gt;I think they sky would be bright blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the nights grow longer,&lt;br /&gt;Emotions do grow stronger,&lt;br /&gt;If its pain then wish it away,&lt;br /&gt;If you're alone, then I'll be here to stay&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a call/sms away :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the silence of the night,&lt;br /&gt;When the time feels just right,&lt;br /&gt;Looking at your eyes I'll be mesmerised&lt;br /&gt;I'll love you so much it'll feel like a crime&lt;br /&gt;And, as much as you'd want to,&lt;br /&gt;I'll lean down, to kiss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7627111047573641120?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7627111047573641120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7627111047573641120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7627111047573641120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7627111047573641120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/02/thanks-for-all-your-callssmses-to-check.html' title='Thanks for all your calls/smses to check if i was okay (:'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-3131837745337714607</id><published>2010-01-31T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T02:38:45.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please take a good look&lt;br /&gt;on the mirror&lt;br /&gt;Cause what i see is me and you&lt;br /&gt;it's already over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't live in the past&lt;br /&gt;Cause change is a must&lt;br /&gt;Time flies fast,&lt;br /&gt;but don't misplace your trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you must, leave now&lt;br /&gt;on your way, dont shout&lt;br /&gt;Cause true love cannot wait&lt;br /&gt;Listen to your future soulmate&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear him?&lt;br /&gt;Answer, even if its grim&lt;br /&gt;Don't wait,&lt;br /&gt;Or he'll be gone in a whim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you look at your timeline&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you try to find&lt;br /&gt;There was and never will be a me&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you disagree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callous, you say?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, but you'll be in dismay&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's too late now&lt;br /&gt;Living a lie is something my heart wont allow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's over isn't whats new&lt;br /&gt;So dont tell me you thought it through&lt;br /&gt;What was and what will be&lt;br /&gt;Your heartbreaking was in the first degree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay where you are&lt;br /&gt;Even better if its real far&lt;br /&gt;When the sky turns light blue&lt;br /&gt;I know I won't be spending it with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've got him&lt;br /&gt;Love was everything, it did seem&lt;br /&gt;so now that he's gone&lt;br /&gt;You've got no one to love till dawn&lt;br /&gt;Don't take me as paper&lt;br /&gt;Cause I won't be a puppeted lover&lt;br /&gt;What I want is forever&lt;br /&gt;Someone to trust, no matter whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just live your own life&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm not worth your strife&lt;br /&gt;Look up look under&lt;br /&gt;But don't hide under the covers&lt;br /&gt;Find someone who's like you&lt;br /&gt;Someone who hates me too&lt;br /&gt;Cause he'll trust you with his life&lt;br /&gt;And you'll just stab him like a knife&lt;br /&gt;just when he thought you'd be his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is unfair&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to find someone to share&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it may sound cliche&lt;br /&gt;But still, L'amour Est Injuste...&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-1237521322183788350</id><published>2010-01-25T05:08:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T05:31:32.163-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When It all started</title><content type='html'>We'd talk for hours on end&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, we also played pretend&lt;br /&gt;Didnt matter if the sky was grey&lt;br /&gt;We'd talk, and never run out of words to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with a pickup line&lt;br /&gt;That made our friendship intertwine&lt;br /&gt;Then it started, everything, like a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Hardly meet anyone, so sublime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much to say&lt;br /&gt;so much to think&lt;br /&gt;but now to say i love you,&lt;br /&gt;dont even need to blink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so many thoughts&lt;br /&gt;so much to fantasise&lt;br /&gt;Everything's been so smooth&lt;br /&gt;and we can even romanticise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd tell our children how we met&lt;br /&gt;I promise, till that time, I won't forget&lt;br /&gt;Forget that it was cause i asked for your number&lt;br /&gt;If not, I'd still be in life's big slumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember it all, remember the past&lt;br /&gt;Remember the love we started, that will last&lt;br /&gt;See the present, anticipate the future&lt;br /&gt;I see the days, where we wont break , ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be proud to show my friends&lt;br /&gt;That I have a wonderful girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;I'd be proud to dictate&lt;br /&gt;that our love would forever ascend&lt;br /&gt;I'd be proud to dictate&lt;br /&gt;The story with no " the end"&lt;br /&gt;Where the prince met the princess&lt;br /&gt;and held her by the hand&lt;br /&gt;and said "girl, it all started,&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't planned,&lt;br /&gt;I'd still ask for your number,&lt;br /&gt;cause its something others wont understand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you see it now?&lt;br /&gt;What we can await&lt;br /&gt;Its like the start of school,&lt;br /&gt;and we'll never be late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets make it now&lt;br /&gt;cause i know you cant wait&lt;br /&gt;the smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;was put by my future soul mate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its inevitable, and i know its true&lt;br /&gt;because youre the cloud in my sky so blue&lt;br /&gt;If my heart was a file, you'd be the paper&lt;br /&gt;because I'd keep you in here, as long as forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sweet sweet love~&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-1237521322183788350?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2713070095378620159</id><published>2010-01-16T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:19:47.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper planes</title><content type='html'>I bought some paper&lt;br /&gt;At some shop in Denver&lt;br /&gt;And with my own creative hands,&lt;br /&gt;and a whole lot of plans,&lt;br /&gt;We made the day, hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;something we could expand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ran a whole day&lt;br /&gt;Though the sky did seem gray&lt;br /&gt;And fought the puddles back&lt;br /&gt;To buy the things that we lacked&lt;br /&gt;I took hours to complete,&lt;br /&gt;Wont matter if you love it&lt;br /&gt;And then you yelled as we obtained&lt;br /&gt;the most perfect, handmade paper plane~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all worned out&lt;br /&gt;And you might try to get up but in vain&lt;br /&gt;So let's spend,&lt;br /&gt;Our afternoon in our paper plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave your goggles behind&lt;br /&gt;Reach out as we fly past our dreams&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait,&lt;br /&gt;to make our dreams, as real as they may seem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Music~&lt;br /&gt;~La la la la...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Remix to "Hot air balloon" by Owl city]&lt;br /&gt;-Cancel the first line of the original and you can sing this along xP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-2713070095378620159?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/2713070095378620159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=2713070095378620159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over. Is it?&lt;br /&gt;It failed. Did it?&lt;br /&gt;Should we, forget it?&lt;br /&gt;Should we, hide it?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was good, until then&lt;br /&gt;It did end, but when?&lt;br /&gt;When i thought that,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be the one to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was something wrong? I guess so&lt;br /&gt;Was nothing right? Don't know&lt;br /&gt;Am i sad? Maybe,&lt;br /&gt;But at the very least, i don't show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The road seems to groan,&lt;br /&gt;The wind, still as cold&lt;br /&gt;Under the light of a staring moon,&lt;br /&gt;Walks a man, so alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been here, seen this&lt;br /&gt;Been there, done that&lt;br /&gt;I feel it, its different&lt;br /&gt;because now, it seems so sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad because of what I was,&lt;br /&gt;and sad because of what I will be&lt;br /&gt;sad because we'll never be one&lt;br /&gt;sad because we never will be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm changing, or maybe&lt;br /&gt;I've changed&lt;br /&gt;Its over, it really is&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, it wasn't arranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day i found myself,&lt;br /&gt;Not waiting for your text&lt;br /&gt;The day i found that it was&lt;br /&gt;getting lesser, and lesser, perplexed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More often that not,&lt;br /&gt;I've lost what I sought&lt;br /&gt;But less often than I do,&lt;br /&gt;I find someone, someone like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, its no more late nights&lt;br /&gt;No more useless fights&lt;br /&gt;No more climbing heights&lt;br /&gt;No more sleepless nights...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day will come,&lt;br /&gt;when I fall for someone else&lt;br /&gt;When it comes, I'll know&lt;br /&gt;that I wont be looking inside myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be so sure,&lt;br /&gt;It seem like it was planned&lt;br /&gt;That day might not be far,&lt;br /&gt;Might even be close at hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind will pass,&lt;br /&gt;The clouds will fade,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have to give in,&lt;br /&gt;Even if, it cuts like a blade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-6022694439468891356?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/6022694439468891356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=6022694439468891356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/6022694439468891356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/6022694439468891356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-its-over.html' title='When It&apos;s Over'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7172542420531066958</id><published>2009-12-07T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T11:12:36.944-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Saw You</title><content type='html'>Today was the last day&lt;br /&gt;And almost the last memory I can keep&lt;br /&gt;The memory of us all&lt;br /&gt;The happiness, the sensation of when we meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the last,&lt;br /&gt;But one to remember&lt;br /&gt;One that went so fast&lt;br /&gt;Sadly our class was not meant to last forever'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the last days we see&lt;br /&gt;One of the last days we go "hee hee"&lt;br /&gt;One of the last days we cheer&lt;br /&gt;One of the last days I shall weep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been part of 2F&lt;br /&gt;And I shall always be&lt;br /&gt;And i know undoubtedly&lt;br /&gt;That 2F will always be a part of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because its been long&lt;br /&gt;Although it seemed short&lt;br /&gt;All the times that we played together&lt;br /&gt;All the times that we have fought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the things we shall remember&lt;br /&gt;All the things we shall take&lt;br /&gt;And for all of us to meet again&lt;br /&gt;Its the path that we have to make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day we met&lt;br /&gt;And the last day we depart&lt;br /&gt;I wish to say this in joy&lt;br /&gt;But i carry an aching heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all&lt;br /&gt;I sincerely do&lt;br /&gt;I hope that internally&lt;br /&gt;We can all stay cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fights,&lt;br /&gt;No more struggles&lt;br /&gt;No more crying&lt;br /&gt;No more snuggles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the last day we are&lt;br /&gt;But not the last day we shall be&lt;br /&gt;Its the last day we see&lt;br /&gt;All the places, we have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a road so long&lt;br /&gt;And together we've walked&lt;br /&gt;Though we now take different roads&lt;br /&gt;It's not that last time we will talk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep in touch&lt;br /&gt;I will talk to all&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that everyone,&lt;br /&gt;Dosen't hang up on my call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long, my dear classmates&lt;br /&gt;We shall take our paths&lt;br /&gt;However we still stay as one&lt;br /&gt;In our one and only, merry heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we hold no grudges&lt;br /&gt;I hope we bring no fear&lt;br /&gt;We shall carry pictures of the past&lt;br /&gt;Of the love that's not just mere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all of 2F,&lt;br /&gt;Quan Rui&lt;br /&gt;With L-O-V-E~ :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7172542420531066958?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-9084189678269705226</id><published>2009-11-05T02:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T02:46:10.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With no plan, with no thought&lt;br /&gt;I will write this, to attempt what I've sought&lt;br /&gt;With a goal, with a heart&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say it before we depart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our last day, last lesson&lt;br /&gt;In our class 2F&lt;br /&gt;But i do hope that all this continues&lt;br /&gt;All this friendship that we all have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its our last day together,&lt;br /&gt;Its our last day to try&lt;br /&gt;Its our last day to wonder&lt;br /&gt;What we want and why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it will be my last try&lt;br /&gt;My last try to get what i want&lt;br /&gt;However i have always known&lt;br /&gt;so wonder? I shan't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To come in words,&lt;br /&gt;Or to come in flowers,&lt;br /&gt;I hope it matters not.&lt;br /&gt;Because the main point of it all&lt;br /&gt;is your answer, yes or not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It dosen't matter if its not now&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me, sure you can&lt;br /&gt;I will wait, be it ten or twenty&lt;br /&gt;I will only hold your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only yours and no one elses,&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to stray&lt;br /&gt;After all i've done and what ive been through&lt;br /&gt;I hope that you can trust me today&lt;br /&gt;No, not just today&lt;br /&gt;I hope it will be all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you, I can see&lt;br /&gt;See what the world means to me&lt;br /&gt;With you, I have tried&lt;br /&gt;Tried to show the talent I used to hide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tried, i really have&lt;br /&gt;But I did not hit the mark&lt;br /&gt;But i hope you'll like me for who i am,&lt;br /&gt;And not someone who just tries hard,&lt;br /&gt;Tries hard to be who you want him to be&lt;br /&gt;Tries hard to let you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i do try hard to let you see&lt;br /&gt;Let you see that I have you in me&lt;br /&gt;However I do hope you do not take it wrong&lt;br /&gt;All my negatives, i will amend like a song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having waited for so long,&lt;br /&gt;I do hope you can finally know&lt;br /&gt;Know the extent of this feeling&lt;br /&gt;And how much I love you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you say no again?&lt;br /&gt;Or will you not&lt;br /&gt;Because it quite matters alot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you tell me to wait?&lt;br /&gt;Because i'm sure that thought I'd be late,&lt;br /&gt;I'd still keep my love in your fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Years it has been&lt;br /&gt;And many more to go&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that it can start now&lt;br /&gt;so as to not stop this flow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 2 years,&lt;br /&gt;my long and tiring wait&lt;br /&gt;But my fuel that has driven me through&lt;br /&gt;Is the hope from my future soul mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre more than just a girl to me&lt;br /&gt;Youre the sugar in my high&lt;br /&gt;Youre the strength behind my might,&lt;br /&gt;And in my cave, youre my light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre the candle in my cave&lt;br /&gt;Youre the birdsong in the day&lt;br /&gt;Youre the target in my hike&lt;br /&gt;And youre all i dream when i sleep at night...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-9084189678269705226?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/9084189678269705226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=9084189678269705226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/9084189678269705226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/9084189678269705226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/11/last.html' title='Last'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-534462834936725583</id><published>2009-10-03T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T06:23:40.261-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Right Road, Wrong Lane</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Right Road, Wrong Lane&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was running on the last lane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got this crazy kind of feeling that I can't explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know what the hell I'm doing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm doing it for you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I turned into the fast lane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I had this crazy surge like I felt no pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know why it's happening &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know it's cause of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know you think I'm crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or I just sound like I'm bored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't do dinner nor movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if i showed up at your door,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would you give me one more minute?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our stories far from finished,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We could fill in the rest of the pages,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can do it slowly, in a number of stages&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna say i miss you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to say this because I had to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I've been through all the taxes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm speeding up cause you're running faster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was raining on a Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The road was wet and i was skidding away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told myself to keep on driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cause I left my heart with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never thought that you would walk away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every second I'm regretting that I didn't chase...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How could i have kept on driving&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I left my heart with you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know all your friends are against me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I know you hate my car,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when I don't drive a Mercedes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would it be that hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I get a second chance? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't want you slippin' outta my hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe we can turn out right,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure we sound all right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hear me out before you go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were things that i wanted you to know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe we could do this right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And maybe we need not fight after tonight...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm speeding on the last lane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got this crazy kind of feeling that I can't explain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i told myself to keep on driving &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I'm on the right road, wrong lane...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nihilist QuannRUi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; - Inspiration from "Contagious - Boys Like Girls"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-534462834936725583?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/534462834936725583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=534462834936725583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/534462834936725583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/534462834936725583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/10/right-road-wrong-lane.html' title='Right Road, Wrong Lane'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-1671240065926958698</id><published>2009-09-30T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T05:00:13.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me, You, And My Tree...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every road has it's walker&lt;div&gt;Every path, it's own way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what if I carve my own road now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And start to walk on it today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every pebble has it's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Every tree, its own role&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But whats the use of my strength&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my love i cannot show?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's similar to imprisonment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its more than just a mental restriction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Locked and hidden behind bars&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its worse than just a criminal conviction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These bars, this place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who put me here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The answer stand in front of me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Myself, and my love so sheer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mice get caught in traps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mosquitoes, in a net&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But why is it that I myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have fallen into the trap i set?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's dumb, its stupid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its not something everyone seeks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if it comes and knocks you down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its more than just blood you leak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I stop, I stand, I bend down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I plant a seed into the ground&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Care for, Love for&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In hope that it grows at the speed of sound&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i seek, is a tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A tree that grows neverendingly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the sun, in the rain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the path that seems so plain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish to see this tree grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grow, grow, and never stop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see it grow, to see it climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To see it reach the very top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This tree, this tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems like a part of me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will grow, it will live&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like my love, so endlessly...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love will grow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love will climb&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Climb to the very top&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the very top, it will sublime...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-1671240065926958698?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/1671240065926958698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=1671240065926958698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/1671240065926958698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/1671240065926958698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/me-you-and-my-tree.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-8482626357581213628</id><published>2009-09-29T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T03:20:39.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubber Toys</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rubber Toys&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw me, hit me, hate me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup you can do all that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leave me, Ignore me, Forget me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, because I'll still roll back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can try to tear me apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But you'll only hurt yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can try to give me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no, I won't belong to anyone else...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, I don't want to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont want to leave you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't throw me away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because everyday i wanna see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, I'm imperfect,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are some things that I lack,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there's one thing i know for sure,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw me away; I'll just bounce back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we talk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its one word answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When we walk,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All you say are "See you later"s...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No, that's not it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats not what i want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes this world is not all about me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But are you sure this is what you want?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes you can't destroy me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't tear me, rip me, leave me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still stay round, perfect as ever&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hopefully how special i am, you will see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll wait here, I'll listen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can keep quiet when you command&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just don't treat me like the wind,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There is nothing else that i demand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will wait, until you find another toy...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will wait, even if i break and spoil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will wait, even when the rain comes down,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I will wait, even if you make me frown...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're sad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Throw me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're mad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebrate with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When you're glad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And be with me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since you're the best i have...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rubber toys, they remind me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remind of what i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What i am, who i am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The ball that's in your hand...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I give you, all my love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All, like a round rubber ball&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So imperfect, so flexible,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And hopefully you can give me your all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-8482626357581213628?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/8482626357581213628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=8482626357581213628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8482626357581213628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8482626357581213628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/rubber-toys.html' title='Rubber Toys'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-5065118556919114118</id><published>2009-09-19T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:58:01.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been too long</title><content type='html'>Its been too long,&lt;br /&gt;That I haven't seen you play&lt;br /&gt;Play with, joke with, tease with&lt;br /&gt;All the things we used to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite a while&lt;br /&gt;That we haven't talked a while&lt;br /&gt;Just chat, Just talk, Just say...&lt;br /&gt;All thats been exiled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been quite a few months&lt;br /&gt;That I've made contact with you&lt;br /&gt;Be it talk to, tease you, squeeze you&lt;br /&gt;Telling you how much I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems its hard,&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say, to speak, to understand&lt;br /&gt;Because its only now that I know,&lt;br /&gt;that you've found your perfect man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after i met you&lt;br /&gt;That i knew what friends were&lt;br /&gt;It was after i met you&lt;br /&gt;That i saw who wanted me to be here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after i met you&lt;br /&gt;That i knew how to treasure&lt;br /&gt;It was after i met you&lt;br /&gt;That i knew love couldn't be measured...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its been too long...&lt;br /&gt;Too long since you were gone&lt;br /&gt;Too long since i didn't talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Too long since the last time I shone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was it, the last time i shone&lt;br /&gt;The last time i shone in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Did that time even come?&lt;br /&gt;Or was all i told myself just lies?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you be better off without me?&lt;br /&gt;Because I wish not to be a burden&lt;br /&gt;I wish not to be someone&lt;br /&gt;Who lives like a leech on a human&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, when you're down&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, when you're sad&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when&lt;br /&gt;He's done something to make you mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when you need me there&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when you need help&lt;br /&gt;Tell me when&lt;br /&gt;I have finally made your heart melt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you've found him&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm him&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all i am doing now&lt;br /&gt;Is just hallucinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm living a lie,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you love me not&lt;br /&gt;But there's something im sure of&lt;br /&gt;You're all that i have sought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i may live a lie&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i may be a joke&lt;br /&gt;But theres one thing in which&lt;br /&gt;I just wont give up hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I love you&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i really know&lt;br /&gt;Thats the only thing that I&lt;br /&gt;From my heart i cannot throw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may live a lie&lt;br /&gt;I may be a joke&lt;br /&gt;But theres one thing that never changes&lt;br /&gt;One day, you'll love me, i hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-5065118556919114118?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/5065118556919114118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=5065118556919114118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/5065118556919114118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/5065118556919114118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-been-too-long.html' title='Its been too long'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-9098491838811736492</id><published>2009-09-15T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T07:34:17.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slowly</title><content type='html'>Time might just take its place&lt;br /&gt;Time might knock me down&lt;br /&gt;Time might just erase my memory&lt;br /&gt;Every sight, every sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over time, I might forget&lt;br /&gt;Forget the things I knew&lt;br /&gt;Forget the shames, the sorrows the fear,&lt;br /&gt;But i know i wont forget you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a feeling time can't erase&lt;br /&gt;Only the strong heart can&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I just can't do it&lt;br /&gt;It's much stronger, than way back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard, its difficult&lt;br /&gt;Its near impossible&lt;br /&gt;Its painful, Its torturous&lt;br /&gt;Now I think its unammendable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its too late i guess,&lt;br /&gt;the feeling's grown too strong&lt;br /&gt;Maybe all i can do&lt;br /&gt;is isolate myself from you for a time quite long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it stabs&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it hurts&lt;br /&gt;The thought of it...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it just might work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wait, not just yet&lt;br /&gt;Not until you tell me&lt;br /&gt;Not until you tell me if&lt;br /&gt;I could be the boy you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just yet, i wont give up&lt;br /&gt;I definitely wont&lt;br /&gt;When there's hope, I'll seek it&lt;br /&gt;Find it, take it, miss it i wont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you, for infinity&lt;br /&gt;Care for you, definitely&lt;br /&gt;Worry about you, circumstancially&lt;br /&gt;Love you again, indefinitely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-9098491838811736492?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/9098491838811736492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=9098491838811736492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/9098491838811736492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/9098491838811736492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/slowly.html' title='Slowly'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-4361828795040574628</id><published>2009-09-14T05:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T06:00:42.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Why I did those stupid things&lt;br /&gt;What went through my mind?&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why&lt;br /&gt;Why I couldn't help you too&lt;br /&gt;Guess that he was more than fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not needed&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I should be helping&lt;br /&gt;When I'm needed&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is the watching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some days, I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;On others, I'm not&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's others smiles,&lt;br /&gt;The happiness that is sought&lt;br /&gt;That brings joy to me&lt;br /&gt;Something that cant be bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your smile can be my sun&lt;br /&gt;Light up my life, lead the way&lt;br /&gt;And now I wish to thank you&lt;br /&gt;On your very special day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'm not too late&lt;br /&gt;I needed some courage to do this,&lt;br /&gt;but earlier, it should've been said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your birthday, once a year&lt;br /&gt;Only once, so do enjoy&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure your family members&lt;br /&gt;have more than just a little ploy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than a ploy, more than words&lt;br /&gt;to cheer you on this day&lt;br /&gt;With words and songs and different gifts&lt;br /&gt;And more than just things to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its your birthday, your special day&lt;br /&gt;Where you celebrate with friends&lt;br /&gt;And family and people around you&lt;br /&gt;All the things, to you God sends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have dreams, people have fantasies&lt;br /&gt;And people have wishes&lt;br /&gt;On this special day, blow the candle&lt;br /&gt;And think of it as more than just ashes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish, for it might come true&lt;br /&gt;And if not, I will&lt;br /&gt;If possible, i will try my best&lt;br /&gt;To make your wishes more than just a tale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy this present day&lt;br /&gt;For it will not come again&lt;br /&gt;for the next three hundred and sixty five days =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-4361828795040574628?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/4361828795040574628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=4361828795040574628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4361828795040574628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4361828795040574628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday_14.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-8785363243338678542</id><published>2009-09-14T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T05:49:03.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-8785363243338678542?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/8785363243338678542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=8785363243338678542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8785363243338678542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8785363243338678542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-8585512781638276909</id><published>2009-09-04T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T07:42:03.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invisible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel i'm invisible&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i feel i'm not there&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i just feel that&lt;br /&gt;You think of me as your worst nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm transparent to your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Walking past you like wind&lt;br /&gt;I try my best to do all i can&lt;br /&gt;To make you happy, to keep my conscience clean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk to you in school&lt;br /&gt;I don't shake hands with you&lt;br /&gt;I don't make contact with you at all&lt;br /&gt;Though my mind tells me i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything is so sophisticated&lt;br /&gt;Everything, so complicated&lt;br /&gt;Everything, so contradictory&lt;br /&gt;Everything, too alienated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel you miss me out&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel you hate me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel you miss me out&lt;br /&gt;Because you're afraid others will see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Fear of attention&lt;br /&gt;Fear of everything&lt;br /&gt;to do with retention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I make your life hard&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I make your life suck&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I make your life&lt;br /&gt;totally devoid of luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hate me, i can see&lt;br /&gt;In all the inner parts of you&lt;br /&gt;But through sheer kindness and sympathy&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to hurt me too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't want to be invisible&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its good to forget the past&lt;br /&gt;And move on with friendship, without slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish we could talk like we did&lt;br /&gt;Like we did back then&lt;br /&gt;Like we did when we were close&lt;br /&gt;Like we did, when we were...friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't, please don't&lt;br /&gt;Please don't leave me out&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this isolation&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to scream and shout...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-8585512781638276909?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/8585512781638276909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=8585512781638276909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8585512781638276909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8585512781638276909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/09/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-1336046266047273833</id><published>2009-09-03T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T04:00:57.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invincible</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Invincible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were, thirteen and invincible&lt;br /&gt;Just sitting in the middle&lt;br /&gt;Just minding my own business&lt;br /&gt;And i couldn't care less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, January and i was invincible&lt;br /&gt;Everything was suttle&lt;br /&gt;Nothing could move me,&lt;br /&gt;Not even earthquakes, you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was, February and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;The first month i met you, and also sat with you&lt;br /&gt;It was a feeling i couldn't tell&lt;br /&gt;But, all i know was that it was surely true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, March and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed talking to you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure you liked it too&lt;br /&gt;Though i'm not sure if it was true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It zoomed, April and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;I was sure i loved you&lt;br /&gt;But no i didnt tell you&lt;br /&gt;Because i thought these feelings weren't true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It arrived, May and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;I was so sure i loved you&lt;br /&gt;that i could tell you how true&lt;br /&gt;And i wished that you were moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, June and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;The month when we were&lt;br /&gt;Seperated, how sad i was&lt;br /&gt;But friend there were for me to cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It flew, July and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;We were almost best friends&lt;br /&gt;and i enjoyed talking with you&lt;br /&gt;It was so awesome, i'm dead sure it was true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rocketed, August and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;The first time i said that&lt;br /&gt;I loved you and that was what i meant&lt;br /&gt;But i was not sure if you would say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went, September and i was, falling&lt;br /&gt;Because we couldn't be&lt;br /&gt;what i wished we would&lt;br /&gt;Though not now, one day you'll see =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It loomed, October and i was, standing up&lt;br /&gt;The exams were looming&lt;br /&gt;and i was studying&lt;br /&gt;but also, about you i was thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, November and i was, invincible&lt;br /&gt;Invincible once again thanks&lt;br /&gt;To my good friends&lt;br /&gt;But soon my ship sank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucked, December and i was, heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;I hardly talked to you&lt;br /&gt;Because i knew you didnt want me to&lt;br /&gt;But i still kept my feelings true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, January and i was, headstrong&lt;br /&gt;School had started&lt;br /&gt;meaning i could see you again&lt;br /&gt;But our friendship departed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, February and i was, heartbroken&lt;br /&gt;I could see you daily&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't talk to me&lt;br /&gt;It was real pain, i hope you could see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It soared, March and i was, solemn&lt;br /&gt;I tried to forget you&lt;br /&gt;but try was all i could do&lt;br /&gt;My love for you was just too true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying again, April and i was, so upset&lt;br /&gt;That you were behind me&lt;br /&gt;and you, i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;Though my love was still growing like a tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running past, May and i was, rather down&lt;br /&gt;We havent talked for three weeks&lt;br /&gt;And i was still thinking of who i could be&lt;br /&gt;To maybe allow you to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, June and i was, just so dumb&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk to you&lt;br /&gt;making it seven weeks&lt;br /&gt;I started to feel, we could never be two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came, July and i was, inspired&lt;br /&gt;I was sure, and if i could&lt;br /&gt;I would be friends with you again&lt;br /&gt;But avoiding was your mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just went, August and i was, barely standing&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you&lt;br /&gt;but no, my dream didnt come true&lt;br /&gt;But love you still? i know i want to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am, fourteen and invincible&lt;br /&gt;Because my love stands strong&lt;br /&gt;and nothing can break it down&lt;br /&gt;This feeling will last more than long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is, Quan Rui and there's something i wish to say&lt;br /&gt;That is, that i will love you to the very end&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, if one day you give in&lt;br /&gt;But if you do, i hope that your feelings will be really true~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-QuannRUi~ Still loving you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-1336046266047273833?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/1336046266047273833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=1336046266047273833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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legs break its hard to stand&lt;br /&gt;When your arms break its hard to work&lt;br /&gt;When your head aches its hard to think&lt;br /&gt;When your heart breaks, its hard to do anything at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing i can still think&lt;br /&gt;in this sort of state&lt;br /&gt;I guess love at 14&lt;br /&gt;Is just not my fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know its hard to face the world&lt;br /&gt;When all you've got is gone&lt;br /&gt;When all your time and energy&lt;br /&gt;spent on her, never even shone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to stand,&lt;br /&gt;when it breaks your legs&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to think&lt;br /&gt;When it takes your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the sky&lt;br /&gt;But it looks down on me&lt;br /&gt;I see the people below&lt;br /&gt;And i feel i'm falling free...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i feel&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid&lt;br /&gt;To have even fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;why... so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a reason to smile&lt;br /&gt;I had a reason to fight&lt;br /&gt;I had a reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;But now, where's my might?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems all harsh&lt;br /&gt;It seems all crude&lt;br /&gt;It seems that the world&lt;br /&gt;Makes its beatings all brute...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you've put your everything&lt;br /&gt;When you've poured it all&lt;br /&gt;Into one empty pail and care for it&lt;br /&gt;Will you feel sad, if it's gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you water a plant&lt;br /&gt;and care for it for years&lt;br /&gt;and to see it being chopped down&lt;br /&gt;with the crackling sounds being all your hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel the pain?&lt;br /&gt;Do you see the hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Do you comprehend what others have done&lt;br /&gt;To cause all this pain and hurt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When society rejects you&lt;br /&gt;When everyone hates you&lt;br /&gt;And you put all your love into something&lt;br /&gt;And that thing hates you too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you hurt others&lt;br /&gt;When you create conflict&lt;br /&gt;When you cause pain&lt;br /&gt;Do you think of their hate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel this pain, yes i do&lt;br /&gt;And on this special day.&lt;br /&gt;I promised i would tell her&lt;br /&gt;and that was all i wished to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its over, it truly is&lt;br /&gt;And maybe now, im free&lt;br /&gt;But for now all i see ahead of me&lt;br /&gt;is pain and agony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man must stand up again&lt;br /&gt;Even if he has no legs&lt;br /&gt;With willpower, with internal strength&lt;br /&gt;With more that just powerful pegs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stand again&lt;br /&gt;And i will love her again.&lt;br /&gt;I won't give up just yet&lt;br /&gt;For her love is worth more than just this pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will soar, i will fly&lt;br /&gt;I will look up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;I will see, i will hear&lt;br /&gt;I will bring her with me here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i won't give up&lt;br /&gt;No, not just yet&lt;br /&gt;Until she says i stand no chance&lt;br /&gt;There will be no girl i have met&lt;br /&gt;Who can cause this much love&lt;br /&gt;Who can cause this much care&lt;br /&gt;Who can cause me to become this sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stand up again&lt;br /&gt;I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the day you love me&lt;br /&gt;I wont give up&lt;br /&gt;Until the day i die&lt;br /&gt;My love for you won't dry up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will still love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7443857250513804428?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7443857250513804428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-3028101979739829488</id><published>2009-08-22T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T22:58:23.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When I Think Of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When i think of you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it has come&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the day&lt;br /&gt;the day when i would try&lt;br /&gt;to confront and try to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipated, it has been&lt;br /&gt;Time just seems so fast&lt;br /&gt;It's been months since i first loved you&lt;br /&gt;And for all i know, tomorrow might be the last...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, on my window&lt;br /&gt;I look out, and i wonder&lt;br /&gt;Think about you, think about us&lt;br /&gt;think about whether this will last forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think i can hear you&lt;br /&gt;screaming in your mind over something that i did&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think i stop&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that you're the only person i can keep in my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're lonely,&lt;br /&gt;When you're sad&lt;br /&gt;When you're down,&lt;br /&gt;When you're mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there, i promise&lt;br /&gt;I'll be with you, i promise&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you stand&lt;br /&gt;and I'll help you fly with the autumn breeze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Build your wings on your way down&lt;br /&gt;And I'll help you fly&lt;br /&gt;Soar, and never look back&lt;br /&gt;How beautiful you will be, my my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will, if you may&lt;br /&gt;Please bring me with you&lt;br /&gt;For i wish to soar with you&lt;br /&gt;hug you, keep you warm when it's cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voices in my head, telling me i shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;They tell me they know best&lt;br /&gt;Voices in my head, telling me what to do&lt;br /&gt;But i have to choose fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which way? i can't tell&lt;br /&gt;I just have to follow my heart&lt;br /&gt;Nothing works without you&lt;br /&gt;Everything is just too hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you help me stand?&lt;br /&gt;Will you help me fly?&lt;br /&gt;Will you help me,&lt;br /&gt;Soar to the sky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring me with you,&lt;br /&gt;And i can help you&lt;br /&gt;I wish to help you&lt;br /&gt;And i want to help you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, if i fall&lt;br /&gt;To never ending hell,&lt;br /&gt;Please take with you&lt;br /&gt;My love, and not tell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's once in a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Meaning there's no second chance&lt;br /&gt;So i believe that i should&lt;br /&gt;Tell you before its too late, while i still can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, its coming&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i want to find you there&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i want to hold on tight,&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i want to hear you say i love you, all fair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, i will tell you&lt;br /&gt;With the means of a box&lt;br /&gt;With my poem inside&lt;br /&gt;Concealed with my love, with a lock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lock, with a key&lt;br /&gt;and only this key&lt;br /&gt;This key can open the lock&lt;br /&gt;and this key is in your hand...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-3028101979739829488?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/3028101979739829488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=3028101979739829488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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not so sure&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i just don't fit&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think i can&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, its you i want to meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of environment&lt;br /&gt;Change of rooms&lt;br /&gt;but still the same heart,&lt;br /&gt;and your flower still blooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wonder&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i see&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just want to&lt;br /&gt;wonder and think, of you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times i'm unsure&lt;br /&gt;if you like me or not&lt;br /&gt;At times i think&lt;br /&gt;Advice is really what i should have sought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you will, please&lt;br /&gt;tell me if i'm worth it&lt;br /&gt;If you will, please&lt;br /&gt;tell me if i'm not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i want to know&lt;br /&gt;at others, i think i already do,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just wish that&lt;br /&gt;you would give me more than just a clue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love you, i really do&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i just want to let you know&lt;br /&gt;but when you're sad and when you're down&lt;br /&gt;i know you'll wish me, to keep it unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes i do love you&lt;br /&gt;and i always have&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;if you ever have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;i do tell lies,&lt;br /&gt;but let me make up&lt;br /&gt;with my care and concern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lie to you? i won't&lt;br /&gt;Hate you? i shan't&lt;br /&gt;But if one day i ever do,&lt;br /&gt;may i be condemned to never want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me&lt;br /&gt;just a clue&lt;br /&gt;so i know that&lt;br /&gt;i can still love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-6716490349463591194?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-1727290782372553152</id><published>2009-08-18T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T03:00:55.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I Will Tell You I Love You (I Really Will)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you will read this,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm guessing you never will.&lt;br /&gt;However there is something i wish to say,&lt;br /&gt;even if you hate me still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 24th of august,&lt;br /&gt;On that fine day,&lt;br /&gt;I will attempt to meet you,&lt;br /&gt;And say something i wish to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find you under the sun,&lt;br /&gt;unless you will me not.&lt;br /&gt;But i sure will tell you,&lt;br /&gt;what for i have fought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you, what i feel,&lt;br /&gt;and hope you do the same,&lt;br /&gt;If i stand no chance against a valient knight,&lt;br /&gt;then may i be filled with shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for you to come to me,&lt;br /&gt;let me hold you by your hand.&lt;br /&gt;Let me guide you through this world,&lt;br /&gt;Tall and strong, we shall stand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger, danger, is what i sense,&lt;br /&gt;may i not be deceived...&lt;br /&gt;However if i really do pass on,&lt;br /&gt;There is something i can give...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love, my love, what tender pain&lt;br /&gt;it has been through to see this day,&lt;br /&gt;i hope that you will take it,&lt;br /&gt;and not no that you will say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, i really do,&lt;br /&gt;please try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;I know we're not the closest of friends,&lt;br /&gt;but i hope this love, we can mend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you read this today, tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;or even on Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know how much i love you,&lt;br /&gt;and all the things, i wish to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will tell you on Monday,&lt;br /&gt;With high hopes i shall stand.&lt;br /&gt;It may come all crumbling down,&lt;br /&gt;But this is all, i wish to amend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want this misunderstanding,&lt;br /&gt;I dont want this hate...&lt;br /&gt;You may say no if it pleases you so,&lt;br /&gt;But i hope that this, is not my fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i seek is you,&lt;br /&gt;or my life will be in a mess&lt;br /&gt;And all i want to hear on Monday,&lt;br /&gt;is nothing more that just a yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please say yes&lt;br /&gt;because i truly am sincere,&lt;br /&gt;Upon all my words, i vow to you&lt;br /&gt;my love is not just mere...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you have your will of heart,&lt;br /&gt;and fall in love you will,&lt;br /&gt;even if i'm not the one,&lt;br /&gt;respect your decision, i will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until you say i don't stand a chance,&lt;br /&gt;I will perservere to the end,&lt;br /&gt;even if love we do not share,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we can still be friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, all i pray,&lt;br /&gt;is for your answer to be yes,&lt;br /&gt;Just one word from you,&lt;br /&gt;may make our lives a total success =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;From,&lt;br /&gt;QuannRUi ~ LoveDrunk... with your sweet, sweet love...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-1727290782372553152?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/1727290782372553152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=1727290782372553152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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This is pure exhaustion. Must pack and pack and pack. =s so many project some more.&lt;br /&gt;New skin, so i still lazy fix everything, though there are 2 tagboards 0o&lt;br /&gt;Going to have training soon. haha chionging down my lunch while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;No idea what to say. Still as confused and...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-3941808761820807868?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/3941808761820807868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=3941808761820807868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3941808761820807868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3941808761820807868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/08/moving-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-125120532649490395</id><published>2009-08-04T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T04:54:56.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To fight, to struggle, to lug...&lt;br /&gt;To walk, to run, to crawl...&lt;br /&gt;To my undying determination...&lt;br /&gt;They're all not up to expectations...&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; want to run, to walk, to crawl...&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt;  want to fight, to struggle, to lug...&lt;br /&gt;I want to soar, soar in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;where birds so free, they can fly...&lt;br /&gt;I want to win, win for someone,&lt;br /&gt;Win, so that i can pursue what i want...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want, i want, but will i get?&lt;br /&gt;I hate, i hate, but will it avoid?&lt;br /&gt;Whats the use of winning,&lt;br /&gt;if love in this world is so devoid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winning is not everything,&lt;br /&gt;but everything, is achieving...&lt;br /&gt;achieving is what i want,&lt;br /&gt;What i want, is the love of someone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To achieve, to win, to soar,&lt;br /&gt;To be able to run on forever more...&lt;br /&gt;I must believe, i must work,&lt;br /&gt;Because i know what it feels like to be in the lurk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here i pledge to myself,&lt;br /&gt;upon all the books on my shelf,&lt;br /&gt;That i will perservere, and fight on,&lt;br /&gt;for what i believe in, and so on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-125120532649490395?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/125120532649490395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=125120532649490395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/125120532649490395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/125120532649490395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/08/to-fight-to-struggle-to-lug.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2752715101131489901</id><published>2009-08-03T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T04:52:33.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hate you? Love you? Friend you?&lt;br /&gt;See you? talk to you? play with you?&lt;br /&gt;Ignore you? hate you? beat you?&lt;br /&gt;OR should i just compromise with you?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday, everynight,&lt;br /&gt;i think of her under the bright, moon light...&lt;br /&gt;Under the same sun as Merlin's fight,&lt;br /&gt;trying to forget with all my might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you came in, like a flying glaive,&lt;br /&gt;Killing me off, and going her to save...&lt;br /&gt;Leaving me to die,&lt;br /&gt;and under the same sun i lie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fight with all my might,&lt;br /&gt;To stand up for the light...&lt;br /&gt;But the sky stared down on me,&lt;br /&gt;and that reminded so did you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now confusion takes over...&lt;br /&gt;Love is more than just a flower...&lt;br /&gt;The complexity of it all...&lt;br /&gt;The ease to make others fall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-2752715101131489901?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/2752715101131489901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=2752715101131489901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2752715101131489901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2752715101131489901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/08/hate-you-love-you-friend-you-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-327905519243471683</id><published>2009-07-30T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:21:16.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you look up, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;You see the sky, the sun, the clouds, and ever beyond...&lt;br /&gt;When i look up, what do i see?&lt;br /&gt;I see the moon and the stars, because my world is always shrouded and there're only a few speckles of hope no bigger than a fickle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like today, its like everyday... its just like everyday...&lt;br /&gt;It pains, when i look and everyone ignores...&lt;br /&gt;it pains, when i walk past and no one knows, because even ghosts give a chill...&lt;br /&gt;it pains, when what i do changes nothing, when even plants do something...&lt;br /&gt;it pains, because even a fly gets more attention than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When no one looks, when no one sees,&lt;br /&gt;this is when i see the true me.&lt;br /&gt;Not in the mirror, not in the water,&lt;br /&gt;but truly, deep inside the core of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, the world's not about me, yes i know. The world never is about anyone...&lt;br /&gt;When i make my change big enough, you'll see,&lt;br /&gt;at least i hope you do... i just want to be friends again...&lt;br /&gt;At least... talk to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-327905519243471683?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/327905519243471683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=327905519243471683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/327905519243471683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/327905519243471683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-you-look-up-what-do-you-see-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2358860775821449510</id><published>2009-07-29T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:38:59.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To live everyday,&lt;br /&gt;to see every night...&lt;br /&gt;to walk my roads,&lt;br /&gt;to run my paths...&lt;br /&gt;Is everyday worth that much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learn, i fall,&lt;br /&gt;i'm learning to fall...&lt;br /&gt;i talk, i lie,&lt;br /&gt;but i don't depend on lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone makes mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;But not everyone has what it takes.&lt;br /&gt;It take more than just time,&lt;br /&gt;to come a man, than the Grand Clock's chime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If everyone can make mistakes,&lt;br /&gt;Why can't i?&lt;br /&gt;if, because of me, the world starts to shake,&lt;br /&gt;will i be the one coming to your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it, that everything is so unfair,&lt;br /&gt;that everything is so unright,&lt;br /&gt;that everything is just so bare,&lt;br /&gt;and everything, we have to fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the world to give me a second chance, to change, to become better... but the world seems to push my words away.&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the world to forgive my sins, to make amends, and to turn another way...&lt;br /&gt;But alas, this world is more than unfair...&lt;br /&gt;No second chances, no more extra care...&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7092845238910780323</id><published>2009-07-28T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T08:43:33.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Run away, to a faraway place...&lt;br /&gt;where no one knows me, so i can&lt;br /&gt;start again... just tie my shoelace....&lt;br /&gt;and run as far as i can...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't follow me,&lt;br /&gt;because you're better off without me,&lt;br /&gt;i can, truly see....&lt;br /&gt;just let me peacefully leave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another peaceful night,&lt;br /&gt;Another inspiring light...&lt;br /&gt;Another day, another bright...&lt;br /&gt;Another futile fight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another hopeless dream,&lt;br /&gt;Another fading gleam...&lt;br /&gt;Another wrong, another right,&lt;br /&gt;Another fading might...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying'ta decide, trying'ta decide...&lt;br /&gt;if i really wanna run away tonight...&lt;br /&gt;All the screams, all the bruises,&lt;br /&gt;all the familiar abuses...&lt;br /&gt;I'll kick and scream,&lt;br /&gt;and never change anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To run away, to lay low,&lt;br /&gt;to go against all the societal flows...&lt;br /&gt;Drink up, all the way down,&lt;br /&gt;even though you know it knocks you out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To run away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7092845238910780323?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7092845238910780323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7092845238910780323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7092845238910780323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7092845238910780323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/07/run-away-to-faraway-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7272915134714983156</id><published>2009-07-26T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T07:33:27.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Carry on, you won't miss me when i'm gone...&lt;br /&gt;Yea... I'm guilty, guilty of everything...&lt;br /&gt;I'll run away, coz i gotta find a place where no one knows me....&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go so far...&lt;br /&gt;yea... im guilty, guilty of every change...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because... without me...&lt;br /&gt;You will be free,&lt;br /&gt;free without me....&lt;br /&gt;you're free...without me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settle down, with your feets chained to the ground...&lt;br /&gt;Just sit down, quietly,&lt;br /&gt;and watch me...&lt;br /&gt;watch as i fade away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw away those horoscopes,&lt;br /&gt;and don't you ever give up hope,&lt;br /&gt;for you will be free... without me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before you let me fall...&lt;br /&gt;kill me so i dont feel it at all...&lt;br /&gt;strap me against the wall...&lt;br /&gt;and pick your poison&lt;br /&gt;coz everything feels wrong...&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know where i belong...&lt;br /&gt;i'll learn to love the pain...&lt;br /&gt;because thats the only way i will know how to feel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, ill be free too...&lt;br /&gt;and i'll run the miles, all again...&lt;br /&gt;this time, its without you...&lt;br /&gt;but instead a different name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot sweat and blurry eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I'm spinning like a roller coaster ride,&lt;br /&gt;the worlds... stuck in black and white...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we met was like a hit and run,&lt;br /&gt;It came in one second and boom its gone,&lt;br /&gt;We barely had time to enjoy the fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart was burning up like fireworks,&lt;br /&gt;you made me want you oh so bad it hurt,&lt;br /&gt;You were everything ; my rise and my fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, not tonight...&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave me tonight...&lt;br /&gt;just reach out for me, one last time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7272915134714983156?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7272915134714983156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7272915134714983156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7272915134714983156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7272915134714983156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/07/carry-on-you-wont-miss-me-when-im-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-4032898880118006174</id><published>2009-07-25T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:11:26.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could see me now</title><content type='html'>If you could see me now,&lt;br /&gt;We could move on somehow&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we could forget all this,&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nights grow cold,&lt;br /&gt;i think im growing old,&lt;br /&gt;Everyday youre gone,&lt;br /&gt;i feel more lonesome than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of being all alone,&lt;br /&gt;why don't you just come to me,&lt;br /&gt;because i miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;and i just want you to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now,&lt;br /&gt;We could move along somehow,&lt;br /&gt;We could travel all those miles again&lt;br /&gt;and see what where we have gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now...&lt;br /&gt;If you could see me now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copyrighted BLG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-4032898880118006174?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/4032898880118006174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=4032898880118006174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4032898880118006174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4032898880118006174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-you-could-see-me-now.html' title='If you could see me now'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7901584290840281277</id><published>2009-07-24T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:51:28.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealousy</title><content type='html'>Agony... what does this mean...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i think its at its strongest...&lt;br /&gt;at others, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; understand it at all...&lt;br /&gt;What exactly is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;Whats this exceptionally torturous, horrendous...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know anymore...&lt;br /&gt;Is this jealousy?&lt;br /&gt;I guess so...&lt;br /&gt;Coz it only comes everytime i look up,&lt;br /&gt;in front of the class...&lt;br /&gt;Its him, its him...&lt;br /&gt;he's screwing my mind... he's messing with me...&lt;br /&gt;he's the one... but why so...&lt;br /&gt;He's my friend...&lt;br /&gt;doubt he means harm... but it hurts...&lt;br /&gt;to see him with her...&lt;br /&gt;it just seems so perfect... yet it hurts bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it should be over soon...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it might never end...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it might develop....&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, i'm just imagining things....&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, Perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps... but why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shouldn't think about it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shouldn't think about her&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shouldn't think about him&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i shouldn't think about us...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe... but why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why...&lt;br /&gt;Why am i like this?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i like an ass?&lt;br /&gt;Why am i like an extra?&lt;br /&gt;Why, why... but why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seek the answers, but they seek me not...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i should stop thinking of her...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should seek help...&lt;br /&gt;Why am i even thinking about this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't help it&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't forget it&lt;br /&gt;Because... i can't live without her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because,because...&lt;br /&gt;Why,Why...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe,maybe...&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look back and ask myself...&lt;br /&gt;why i wasted my time...&lt;br /&gt;why i put myself all this bullshit...&lt;br /&gt;when i didn't mean a thing to you...&lt;br /&gt;and, i'll remember...&lt;br /&gt;because i love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Perhaps Because Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jealousy&lt;br /&gt;      - K.Quan Rui&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7901584290840281277?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7901584290840281277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7901584290840281277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7901584290840281277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7901584290840281277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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lang="ZH-CN"&gt;“哪我们今天就吃我们没吃过的东西吧”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;“好啊”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我们就这样开始吃饭不饭，粥不粥，面不面的食物。我们第一个吃到的怪食物就是鸭脖子。那边的阿姨跟我们提醒，那鸭脖子是超辣的。听了，伟祺就开始笑我，因为他知道我吃辣的东西时，一定会比小孩子哭得还大声。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;但我们还是吃完了。其实它也不能算是超级辣。只是吃了之后，在我们的嘴巴留下了一个超级辣的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;burning aftertaste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;。可是，那只是我们刚开始吃的时候。吃了一下子之后，我们反而开始喜欢吃鸭脖。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我们就在&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;kopitiam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: SimSun;" lang="ZH-CN"&gt;找位子座。我们就坐在一个买面的档口外。伟祺坐下来之后，马上就决定我们吃的怪和辣的东西。。。一个叫夫妻肺片手工面。。。我看到它的图片时，想哭起来了。。。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;" lang="EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/QuanRuiKwokDHS/Desktop/Tian%20xia%20di%20yi%20la%20before%20eating.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fl8vXJ9ax4/SmhbK4IeD0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/N-f34exEcVE/s1600-h/Me+and+tian+xia+di+yi+la.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__fl8vXJ9ax4/SmhbK4IeD0I/AAAAAAAAAA8/N-f34exEcVE/s320/Me+and+tian+xia+di+yi+la.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361635598809304898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361635605113301442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;你是无法想象到我们喝下了几罐水。。。&lt;br /&gt;我花了大概六块买水喝。。。真是天下第一辣。。。比鸭脖的burning sensation还要辣。。。&lt;br /&gt;伟祺就和我开玩笑。他说以后一定要带妻子来吃这个夫妻肺片手工面，说“如果爱我的话，就把这碗面吃完吧！”&lt;br /&gt;吃完甜品过后，我们就上147号巴士上，一起回家了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7603490005769257864?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7603490005769257864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7603490005769257864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7603490005769257864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ride,&lt;br /&gt;trudges on,&lt;br /&gt;bumps on,&lt;br /&gt;rocks on,&lt;br /&gt;moves on...&lt;br /&gt;Rain or shine,&lt;br /&gt;it still moves on...&lt;br /&gt;Swerving away blocks,&lt;br /&gt;within its means...&lt;br /&gt;Its just like life...&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;simple...&lt;br /&gt;yet with additional material added...&lt;br /&gt;can become so complex...&lt;br /&gt;I don't see it...&lt;br /&gt;That reason...&lt;br /&gt;That thing...&lt;br /&gt;That theory...&lt;br /&gt;That concept...&lt;br /&gt;That figure of imagination...&lt;br /&gt;Something they call...&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see it...&lt;br /&gt;All my friends do...&lt;br /&gt;Why don't i?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it that i don't?&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so...&lt;br /&gt;They all have the common topic,&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only odd one out...&lt;br /&gt;because,&lt;br /&gt;a bee can only sting once...&lt;br /&gt;after you take its honey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thy sting, shalt sting me again...&lt;br /&gt;but not today,&lt;br /&gt;not tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;but why, and oh&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts so bad...&lt;br /&gt;its worse than venom...&lt;br /&gt;its worse than cramps...&lt;br /&gt;its worse that nightmares...&lt;br /&gt;It hurts... because&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to admit it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to admit,&lt;br /&gt;because its hurt me before&lt;br /&gt;Its not easy to submit,&lt;br /&gt;because it might hurt again afterall...&lt;br /&gt;Love...&lt;br /&gt;Four letters, but numerous meanings...&lt;br /&gt;Love, love&lt;br /&gt;love, love, love, love....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-6485688770591014813?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/6485688770591014813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=6485688770591014813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/6485688770591014813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/6485688770591014813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/07/pain.html' title='The Pain'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2344729034777389497</id><published>2009-07-11T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T09:06:35.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New-born Nihilist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nihilism... i guess its the most perfect word ever invented by man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Its the word, which saves you so much time and energy in expressing yourself by just compressing it into eight letters...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Its the word, which allows you to group yourself with others alike...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Its the word, which best describes me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Nihilism...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The definition of Nihilism on Merriam Webster ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"  style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  font-weight: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman', 'Times Serif', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  font-weight: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman', 'Times Serif', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;a viewpoint that traditional values and beliefs are unfounded and that existence is senseless and useless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_label"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  font-weight: bold; padding-right: 5px; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="sense_content"  style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px;  font-weight: normal; font-family:'Times New Roman', 'Times Serif', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" style=" margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; a doctrine that denies any objective ground of truth and especially of moral truths&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In other words, existence is shit. Everything is just bullshit, and you're the one who's been chosen to endure it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your neighbor is bullshit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your dog is bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your "friends" are all bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Your life is total bullshit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Everything is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;screwed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It takes a heck load of things to endure, before a new nihilist appears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;but to think of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it just takes little actions from you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;to create devastating impacts on others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Don't do it anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;it hurts...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 20px;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-2344729034777389497?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/2344729034777389497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=2344729034777389497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2344729034777389497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2344729034777389497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-born-nihilist.html' title='New-born Nihilist'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7087843608791644024</id><published>2009-06-08T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T09:44:32.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You know... if there's one thing I've learnt as a moron, it's that its no use bottling up all that vulgarities, all that shit you want to spit at someone. If anyone has a dispute or something you don't like about it, spit it out. Keeping it only makes it worse for you and me. I might just give all that shit back to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Now, since certain boundaries have been cleared, i shall continue on expressing my hatred for this world...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its not my fault i'm born thinner than you, lighter than you, weaker than you, dumber than you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its not my fault you don't like me, you can't look up to me, or simply, you can't accept that i look down on you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, you can't see it, you can't feel it, but you know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some people don't like me, dislike me, hate me, despise me, look down on me, and they realise  their status is of no difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Humans are born with the mindset that, if i'm tougher than you, im taller than you, i'm stronger than you, then i'm your superior, your successor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't give a shit about that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;What's a democracy for anyway, if not for making everyone equal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To all those who look down on others, really, think about it yourselves...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Who are you to look down on others. Who are you to call someone a dog. Who are you to call yourself a superior to someone. WHO ARE YOU TO SAY YOU'RE BORN BETTER THAN SOMEONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yes, you can be in certain aspects, you can mock them, you can taunt them for all you want BUT KEEP IT TO YOURSELVES you assholes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've learnt more than enough to be saying this even though i'm not showing it but believe me when i say i know who has done others wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;To me, when you look down on someone, you're worth looking down on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You wear that mask of being tough, superior, more royal and all that shit and what's it for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acting cool? Acting big? or for what miscellaneous reason you're hiding deep down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't care 'cause if you are, then rip it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even if it takes you forever, you'll learn that its of no use...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your friends will ignore you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your friends start drifting further and further away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Because you think you're superior due to your size.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;You don't see it now, because the gap is too small and only big enough for you to look down on some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pretty soon, it'll take over, and it wont just be me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;It'll be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Everyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7087843608791644024?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7087843608791644024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7087843608791644024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7087843608791644024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7087843608791644024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyone.html' title='Everyone'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-4636332979445355720</id><published>2009-06-05T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T09:02:27.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday is the past, like the broken winds that blew in the summer...&lt;div&gt;Today is what makes us do what we will...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, is friday and i shall depict all that happened in the hope that you can comprehend what i have been through..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7a.m- Woke up, couldn't be bothered to get up, fell to sleep again -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9a.m- Woke up, saw my brother wake up and get down, but i still couldn't be bothered and fell to sleep again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1040a.m- Phone rings... 'mornin' adalric'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'I'm walking to your house now. Get ready'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By this time i just realized my alarm clock didn't ring and it was 1040&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;'Kay...'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fell to sleep again... -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1045a.m- Bro comes up and tells me adalric's already in the house...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay... so i wake up, splashed cold water on my face and walks down like a dead man to greet the fresh Adalric in his P.E uniform. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya... the norms... he asks for the laptop and i can't produce it-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yup.. then training... life weights... spiking... the norms...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole day just went by until 745 p.m...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And i went for the rehydration jab and finally, it seemed to be THE THING that woke me up -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole day was simply... jetlag...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that i still went to play table tennis with a useless left arm -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know... it really sucks when you know you can very easily beat the opponent but you have to play it their way to keep the rally up... Its so SIMPLE... just a spin and they're all gone... Where's the kick in that... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i have to just hit back in a very simple way and NOT own them for the fun would be gone if i did... And i think they were not happy or something... criticizing me on how i spun the ball... Hey man i don't care if its your right or my wrong all i care is i can own you flat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SHEESH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went home,  bathed, ate, and here i am depicting this whole boring day to you on my chair...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Any outings, please tell me i feel like a bird in a cage at home...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the past few days were quite ok though haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Q.R...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-4636332979445355720?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/4636332979445355720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=4636332979445355720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4636332979445355720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4636332979445355720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/06/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-34825158072594708</id><published>2009-01-12T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T07:11:48.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ok today training... as usual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Going to have training for 4 days for the next few weeks because of zonals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;whoopee~~...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;today adalric very serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;played match against b girls then Marvin keep scold him bad setter or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then i accident receive wrong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He "cb... can jie properly or not?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;then i said ok. what else to say i mean -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He very serious throughout the rest of the game&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Got one part i mixed up with Ryan who to receive the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Marvin so pissed he said all go home don't play already and he left when the score was something like 4-7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;After that, came the real seriousness. Everyone tried to do everything right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ending that time the score was 11-22 we losing by 11 points&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Then, came the moment of brilliance when we brought it to something like 18-24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;saved the ball become 19-24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Adalric turn to serve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The cool breeze blew past... hair ruffling like some cowboy taking his last shot (JKJK)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;He served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;It floated... over the net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Libero misses the ball and one point is scored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This cycle repeated 7 times and we won.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;All thanks to a great leader, named Adalric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This will be the last time i write a hero story -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Go back, tired like hell and still have to study su yu and cheng yu and yan yu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Waited for adalric and ryan today. bus come that time so full that i didnt even catch a glimpse of adalric before he alighted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;At least i didn't travel home alone all the way to the terminal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There's ryan with me lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ending the day... HALF DONE WITH SU YU -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-34825158072594708?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/34825158072594708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=34825158072594708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/34825158072594708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/34825158072594708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/01/crush.html' title='Crush'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7340742856494881049</id><published>2009-01-08T03:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:13:07.951-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Today training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Become chinese rep -.-.... lol Wei Qi CIP rep coz tio sabo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;then, got training nothing different from today then other days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;STILL LAUGHING AT WEI QI about the blue sky and big ocean...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"what colour would you choose to represent your class, and why?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"blue. because it is the colour of the sky and the sea and they are big."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the whole auditorium laugh until heads could roll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My origami not accepted. Quite expected, though i dont really see why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe just because chair person got personal grudge with me or something that cannot be revealed or something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i don't mind. 3 plasters for 3 papercuts and 3 hours isnt much...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I notice Miss Kal Chan very scary. Smile throughout the whole LA lesson (with the reputation of scary and fierce teacher)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today ended with some bang.... Led Yu Teng father the wrong way... so sorry Yu Teng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now, to fold more origami in secret and see if tomorrow can -.- i have no idea why i'm wasting my time on this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh ya, now i shall make a solemn promise to myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i solemnly swear that i shall study hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Restrict computer games to weekends only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do my homework properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Try not to copy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Be a good person...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Make do with the fact i am naturally translucent. takes me two times to say hi to get one hi into others' minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mischief Managed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7340742856494881049?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7340742856494881049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7340742856494881049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7340742856494881049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7340742856494881049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-training.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2351252683534104742</id><published>2009-01-06T05:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T07:13:39.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;I think of it now as a dream I had long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;In a far away land of lost time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;In the forests of evening where the archers bend their bows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And you would bring them, bread and wine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Down the ligneous years the invaders have taken this land..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And bent you to their will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And the murmurous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;whispers of ancients they had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;But the magic lingers around you still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Who will keep track of our own time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And keep a watch along the boarder line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;And who will hear legends passed in song and rhyme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Upon the flute of Merlin’s time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-2351252683534104742?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/2351252683534104742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=2351252683534104742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2351252683534104742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2351252683534104742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-of-it-now-as-dream-i-had-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7506278334141403581</id><published>2009-01-05T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T05:22:31.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I want something to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I know my blog is darn boring and its ok if you darn well dont want to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I just want something to write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;so i can remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;What happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;when i was 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;at that very year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;which i had enjoyed so darn well much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is something i wont erase and i will look at it at 2069. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;When im 74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;and i can start wondering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;if i ever made the right choice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Training... yea... My receiving still horrible as ever but bound to improve..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AMAZINGLY, i participated in spiking(something i sucked at and sth marvin dosent usually let me do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today... i just want to make right choices... and for once stop the way i used to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My grammar sucks... hasnt always been like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today is a gift, thats why its called a present...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And we appreciate presents, don't we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So why not appreciate and cherish today... together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7506278334141403581?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7506278334141403581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7506278334141403581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7506278334141403581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7506278334141403581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-day.html' title='One day..'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-1656035493011472611</id><published>2009-01-02T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T03:33:37.448-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year... 2008 fades into one of the many other past years... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And the downfall of the society... STOCK MARKET DROP LIKE SHIT... so cant shift house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Start of school, for some reason i am SF...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Com lab 2 with Wei Lu must remember that... haha-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Homework ar... havent finish... die..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Training cancelled... cant wait for the next one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-1656035493011472611?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/1656035493011472611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=1656035493011472611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/1656035493011472611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/1656035493011472611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-1078209308409482024</id><published>2008-12-17T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T07:53:22.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not been blogging recently... hais so sick and tired of this stupid same routine....&lt;br /&gt;wake up, eat, bathe, training, bathe, eat, eat, sleep....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first eat=BRUNCH ( we've been having tis ALOT recently)&lt;br /&gt;second eat= bread (coz Marvin says its important... helps us grow TALLLLLL)&lt;br /&gt;third eat= dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And holiday homeworks are still on my list... UNCANCELLED...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My volleyball is getting from bad to worse.... today just played centre spiker... First time i played =D.&lt;br /&gt;receiving still the same rank; CMI.... Spiking always been the same; CMI...&lt;br /&gt;One day, I'll make it ( dont laff)...&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming.....&lt;br /&gt;Happy belated bday wei lu... ps didnt go with u that day...D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i started playing Delphinus on maple not long ago... AND i joined my cousins guild...(UndeadHeaven)... AND i met someone i shouldnt have met in the same guild. SOMEONE from dhs... i know you are not reading this... =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-1078209308409482024?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/1078209308409482024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=1078209308409482024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/1078209308409482024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/1078209308409482024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-been-blogging-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-8035798076138425476</id><published>2008-12-06T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T07:59:47.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha today 3 matches ALL WIN though i could tell captain was damn pissed with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today didnt really receive the ball very well... not very sure of covering either. mixed up with wei lu... sorry...&lt;br /&gt;Serving was quite ok.... missed 2 or 3 times... well overall i MUST IMPROVE... work for new dreams, not improving old ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to say de... so sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again,sorry captain...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-8035798076138425476?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/8035798076138425476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=8035798076138425476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8035798076138425476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/8035798076138425476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/12/haha-today-3-matches-all-win-though-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-3312806967037904160</id><published>2008-12-03T05:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:47:59.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back from taiwan after so long... so damn nice place. average temperature is 18degrees i think(if you consider day and night) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;arrive at taiwan... drive to hotel around 1 hour... the tour guide very funny. The bus got the karaoke thing, then he dian3 ge2 to give people sing, end up he dian his own ge then he say "ni3 bu4 yao4 chang4 wo1 jiu4 chang4" then he start singing -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Shi Lin night market.... didnt see yu he there lol. so damn crowded and didnt buy much. Adalric and 1 bought 1 shirt each coz 2 shirt got discount...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Played at Ming Hu. they so damn pro... Marvin played for A boys ( team was Mr Tay, Mr Ng, Marvin, Yuan Wei, Benjamin and Wai Siang). Marvin spike so dam zai i think blocker finger break already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our match i stand there like statue dunno what to do. Marvin change here change there, so confusing. i qian pai den cannot jie. texture of floor different, temperature also different, want to fan gun also cannot. Totally useless, lose because of me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After the matches, we went to the democracy hall. It was built in the name of a president, who helped the country when they were at war. When he passed away, the citizens were so sad that they lost a good leader that they built the memorial in his name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then, it came to the ceramics. Yu Teng's disaster recipe NUMBER 1. Mash up all that clay thing with the "glue" of some sort to stick parts together. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner was the fun part. STEAMBOAT, then after that got the chou1 tou1 fu3. play scissors,paper stone then loser eat. last round i play then left me and adalric, den we dun want to make 1 person eat all, so we split. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE NATIONAL PALACE MUSEUM. Worse than your history teacher barking in front of the class. Nothing to do... -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then we went to jiu fen street, which according to the book, its a popular taiwan movie spot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dinner at that place. Then we were SUPPOSED to enjoy the scenery, but sky dark already, nothing to see at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went to Xi Men Ding and played ARCADE... everyone played basketball and the catch sweet thing( just that its not sweet. it was like those little little toys) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to Ching sui high school in the morning. 3 hours of lessons. first hour was CHINESE, but then teacher change to "Learning About Singapore" lesson and ask us everything. second was MUSIC, and JUST BECAUSE I OPENED MY DAMNED BIG MOUTH and sing when they were practising for the exam, they saw me then we kena sabo have to sing in front of everyone "niu2 zai3 hen3 mang2" by zhou jie lun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When yu teng got the mike dat time he dont sing, den teacher have to give it back to me -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;third was ENGLISH. They were learning Santa Claus, Reindeer, Gingerbread man, Christmas Carols, Presents and all these words. Piece of pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now, about the not lesson part. After chinese, there was a like 5 min break. so we went outta the classroom. All the pupils all follow. We were like 0_o. We go toilet also wait outside. All the girl all run to Rui Zheng ask him take photo. haha i stand next to Rui Zheng that time the girl ask if she can stand next to Rui Zheng. then i siam out of the photo. They ask for our msn, hp number and email. 0_o Captain was the hottest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Return to singapore... (which is today). well, i was going to MISS TAIWAN... wonderful place i have never enjoyed myself so much... sad that wei lu and wei qiang cannot come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taiwan- Touch Your Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-3312806967037904160?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/3312806967037904160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=3312806967037904160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3312806967037904160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3312806967037904160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-taiwan-after-so-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-4755829577271557438</id><published>2008-11-28T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T04:07:43.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crumble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haha so sorry so long never update. Rather busy with the matches AND entertaining Terence.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we lost all 4 matches but its ok, because all other coaches said it was no easy task beating us (according to Marvin)&lt;br /&gt;Main thing is, i didn't do anything&lt;br /&gt;To watch your team crumble in helplessness is nothing to feel good about&lt;br /&gt;In fact, it cant get any worse...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, one day i'll make it up... Today,tomorrow, the day after tomorrow or the next decade...&lt;br /&gt;it will happen, i trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn sick of life... Nothing to do in this STRETCHING holidays that seem to grow longer...&lt;br /&gt;Pls call me if you have any jobs....&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say. See you when i return from Taiwan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics from The Great Escape-Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throw it away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forget yesterday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll make the great escape&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We won't hear a word they say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't know us anyway&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Watch it burn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let it die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause we are finally free&lt;/strong&gt; tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight will change our lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's so good to be by your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But we'll cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We won't give up the fight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll scream loud at the top of our lungs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And they'll think it's just cause we're young&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we'll feel so ALIVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of the wasted time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The hours that were left behind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The answers that we'll never find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They don't mean a thing tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-4755829577271557438?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/4755829577271557438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=4755829577271557438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4755829577271557438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4755829577271557438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/crumble.html' title='Crumble'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-7783875282624263483</id><published>2008-11-22T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:22:24.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Vision, Yet Old Sights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I just got my new spects... coz the other one got smashed in training...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh now i hate this timetable.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This sports community is RUSHING EVERYTHING and placing our matches on Monday,Tuesday,Wednesday and Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WORST OF ALL, our opponents look like messengers from hell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Xinmin(wtf they thrashed all the others) , CCHY( we've lost all our friendly matches with them), Yishun town(dosent sound so bad) and Catholic High(ok we can win this... i hope)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Training&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marvin changed the 3 groups... i swapped groups with  Yu Teng... for some reason the group i swapped to won... haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i did First ball training.... ouch... Yuan Wei serve so pain &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then i did spiking training... Yuan Wei(being the best spiker in A boys) SPIKED SO FRICKIN HARD...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Did push ups, sit ups(v), back arch and S-T-R-E-T-C-H-I-N-G... Wei Lu almost cried when Marvin stretched him haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taiwan trip NEXT SATURDAY... i dont know how im feeling now... haha not even sure whether im looking forward to it. Yu He, hope to see u there HAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Now i totally have nothing to do...........................Pls call me if you have any jobs or tag =D ty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-7783875282624263483?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/7783875282624263483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=7783875282624263483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7783875282624263483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/7783875282624263483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-vision-yet-old-sights.html' title='New Vision, Yet Old Sights'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-6791789378897888413</id><published>2008-11-20T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T04:16:38.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good is Bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday i decided to come to Terence's house, coz i was so bored i had nothing to do and besides, it was the day he was going to get his PSLE results, one day i shouldn't miss out COZ HES MY COUSIN.&lt;br /&gt;He did quite well (according to himself)... with a score of 219... Justin got 224,Yu He i not too sure... ya they had around the same score.&lt;br /&gt;OK after he came back from getting his results, he found me hogged up at the computer, because it was the only thing in his house that i could do... He was spectating as i tried out Maple's new job, Pirate. Not bad... after 15 minutes, he asked if he could play. I said ok, you can have the computer.. i had to stop sooner or later anyway, so why not stop now i said to myself.&lt;br /&gt;He played, his assasin account and ya soon he got bored and turned it off. During dinner, he said "Can you go home tomorrow and download maple or not? i want to play here then you keep come and snatch"&lt;br /&gt;"ok" though i dont mean it xP&lt;br /&gt;what did i do wrong? i didnt snatch. he was out getting his PSLE results and i was just at home hogging the computer. He asked, i gave. whats wrong?&lt;br /&gt;He's young and immature at heart, i guess haha. good thing Ter dosent know my blog xP.&lt;br /&gt;Ya well now im here, blogging out all my thoughts for fun.... If anyone has anything to do for me PLEASE let me know even if it concerns me getting outta the house on non training days. =D holidays suck...&lt;br /&gt;I cant do anything... i hate the holidays and for once i am saying it.&lt;br /&gt;Next time, when i grow up i'll regret what i just said. Haha but NOT YET. YET =p&lt;br /&gt;Desmond's a very nice guy haha hes 17, tall and suave (183cm in height)&lt;br /&gt;He TALKS, until ter. HE SMILES, unlike ter.HE JOKES, unlike ter -.- im such a bad boy talking about ter behind his back haha =D. now im getting wu liao....&lt;br /&gt;nevermind... thats all for now haha. Read on next time ty=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-6791789378897888413?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/6791789378897888413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=6791789378897888413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/6791789378897888413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/6791789378897888413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-is-bad.html' title='Good is Bad'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-671748726182874038</id><published>2008-11-19T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T05:49:22.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk Away, Dont look BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today was really... normal... training as usual...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at like 9 and started getting ready to meet Yu Teng at Hougang mrt... Sometimes i never want to wake up at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We were ordered to buy bread though the team dosent really APPRECIATE it. Nevermind... no choice. Mr Ng's orders. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK so Mr Ng told us to buy soya bean too from ABC bargain centre "cheapest shop in singapore". ok so we could find that (long long da da bao de soya bean as described by marvin) so we bought 9 cans. Went back to the gym and then marvin said we bought WRONGLY. Ok, first time i got pissed off. Carrying that plastic bag for SUCH A LONG distance all to have been ordered to CARRY IT BACK and ASK FOR A REFUND. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, we carried that thing back and asked for refund. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm sorry sir no refund is allowed"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"why not?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"My manager is not here"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(damn this cashier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, nevermind we shall have to deduct... from our own pockets... OK forget it at most i buy i cheaper pair of shoes with the cash dad gave me. Hmph so pissed i cant find that soya bean marvin wants. OK, patience is the key... IT TAKES TIME... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(45 mins later) OK im at the front of shop n save which i never knew existed in ghim moh\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;UGH i went in and after hunting FOUND this da da chang chang de soya bean and bought the TOTALLY UNSUGARED one (coz marvin asked for it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRAINING= ok i didnt do anything coz i burnt my time HUNTING DOWN THOSE SOYA BEAN. well after that marvin split us into 3 groups of 3, group 1 = timothy, wei lu and adalric. group 2 = benedict, ryan and i. group 3 = wei qiang, yuan wei and yu teng. We played against one another and "loser out" system was deployed. My group lost the worst... timothy's group owned everyone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, after that we played a friendly match. Main team vs mr ng, wei qiang, wah siang, yuan wei, mr tay and i. ok we won, not coz of me ... lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;end of training... we ate that bread me and yu teng bought. (in order not to be some bloody act "comedian" as said by someone, i have deleted the text which used to be here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-671748726182874038?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/671748726182874038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=671748726182874038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/671748726182874038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/671748726182874038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/walk-away-dont-look-back.html' title='Walk Away, Dont look BACK'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-4509824793846092155</id><published>2008-11-18T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T06:23:24.464-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Resuts... What you want yet something you dont want</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sembawang&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok we won that match BUT we have lots to learn... We didn't win the match. They lost it. If you know what i mean... They flawed to lose. We didnt fight to win. So we didnt win. They lost. We won 2-1. Weird thing is i actually played ... =_=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anderson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok we lost this match, but i believe Timothy and Ryan played their best. Rui Zheng was awesome that day... Nothing much to say. Marvin had A LOT to say. "wa benedict that ball you should have just &lt;em&gt;gang&lt;/em&gt; over instead of trying to &lt;em&gt;pai&lt;/em&gt; over. Ryan you must &lt;em&gt;an&lt;/em&gt; the qiu when you block..." and so on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That day, i went to the LAN with my cousin... and i only played 2 hours due to the match timing WHICH IS SO IRRITATING. Its smack right in the middle of the afternoon. i mean if you put it EARLY in the morning i'll be even happier cause i have the WHOLE afternoon to play. Never mind. DHS more important haha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BURNING HATREDS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, before you forget about the volleyball results, i have something to say.Today, as i was at the sidelines cheering the main team on, there was this particular QIFA guy who pissed me off.He cheered for anderson all the while(nothing wrong with that) BUT when Adalric spiked out by accident, he said "noob shit". I wanted to give him a piece of my mind and ask him to get his butt out there and show me all that he's f**king got. QIFA was OUT of the tournament already, and kicked out in the first round some more. Dare to come and call my vice captain noob shit when he was the person who led us to victory against Dunman Sec. Ugh must forget about him, cause hes not worth a piece of my time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thats all i have to say for now...May time have been fruitfully spent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-4509824793846092155?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/4509824793846092155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=4509824793846092155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4509824793846092155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/4509824793846092155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/resuts-what-you-want-yet-something-you.html' title='Resuts... What you want yet something you dont want'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-3842515363356225074</id><published>2008-11-16T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:03:33.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't win everything, even though you hope to&lt;br /&gt;You can't lose everything, even if you suck&lt;br /&gt;You lose, then you win, so take steps slowly&lt;br /&gt;Winning isn't everything,so don't just think about winning&lt;br /&gt;The important thing in life is not the triumph, but the struggle&lt;br /&gt;Learn To Lose&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before i continue, i would like to say a belated happy birthday to my captain, whos birthday is on the 16th of november every year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK, so todays match is against Sembawang. Good luck? Confidence will get you through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, life hasn't been very good. Some people are just plain unreasonable but, they have their reasons  to. Recently, not much of really communicating with friends but I'll try to more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Everyday is just getting slaughtered in training. Morning you wake up, just maybe bathe or something before you LEAVE your house and head off to Mount Sinai... Enter the gym and the slaughtering starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One day, i will regret what i have said and start saying i'd rather get slaughtered then to go to work... But NOT today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-3842515363356225074?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/3842515363356225074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=3842515363356225074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3842515363356225074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/3842515363356225074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/losing.html' title='Losing'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-683151653364464452.post-2467588530288478319</id><published>2008-11-15T08:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T08:23:17.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of a blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK im totally new to this blogging thing so ya, i have no idea how to link. please teach me lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C div volleyball boys DHS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations for beating Dunman Sec. On that day Timothy was so happy he cried. That goes out to show he didnt train the shit out of himself everyday for nothing. Apparently, even MARVIN said we exceeded his expectations. How RARE is that? apparently you dont get to see that everyday...&lt;br /&gt;While everyone starts celebrating like Superman just saved the world or something, I'm still just a sideliner, who didnt really do much but to give my moral support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Calvin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok calvin i am so sorry to have quarreled with you that day. I didnt mean to and i hope you understand that.&lt;br /&gt;That should be everything i have to say i guess?&lt;br /&gt;The holidays crawl on...For once homework seems like heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/683151653364464452-2467588530288478319?l=pause-stop-play.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/feeds/2467588530288478319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=683151653364464452&amp;postID=2467588530288478319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2467588530288478319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/683151653364464452/posts/default/2467588530288478319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://pause-stop-play.blogspot.com/2008/11/start-of-blog.html' title='Start of a blog'/><author><name>Justakid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12526288194972131139</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
