<?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-20894711</id><updated>2011-07-02T20:17:02.124-07:00</updated><category term='biker chick.'/><title type='text'>words unspoken</title><subtitle type='html'>fussed.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-239523528441913529</id><published>2007-07-31T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:49:21.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>money makes the world go round;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.TickerFactory.com/debt/wwshuDM/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/t/wwshuDM/debt.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a gentle reminder to myself to repay my debts, and that i need to learn to be more organised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-239523528441913529?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/239523528441913529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=239523528441913529' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/239523528441913529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/239523528441913529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/07/money-makes-world-go-round.html' title='money makes the world go round;'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-8066089359620147863</id><published>2007-07-16T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T00:24:06.674-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to those heavy hearted.</title><content type='html'>This song is dedicated to all those heavy hearted out there.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure all of us think of the past sometimes man.&lt;br /&gt;admit it.&lt;br /&gt;even if its in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so i wrote this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lkipEWpKlgs"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lkipEWpKlgs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-8066089359620147863?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8066089359620147863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=8066089359620147863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/8066089359620147863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/8066089359620147863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/07/dedicated-to-those-heavy-hearted.html' title='Dedicated to those heavy hearted.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-8234750266843836818</id><published>2007-06-21T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T06:35:46.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh, finally. A song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrH001pVv_Y"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JrH001pVv_Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;br /&gt;listen to it with earphones for maximum effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-8234750266843836818?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8234750266843836818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=8234750266843836818' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/8234750266843836818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/8234750266843836818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/06/ahh-finally-song.html' title='ahh, finally. A song.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-8606341955239184310</id><published>2007-06-21T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:55:21.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fishing with + 1 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/Rnpr1UDALpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I0d5VesgxqY/s1600-h/Image051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/Rnpr1UDALpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I0d5VesgxqY/s320/Image051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078490093472198290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is called leaf/seaweed fishing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm helping clean the environment.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm supposed to win.&lt;br /&gt;look, i got the big seaweeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RnpqaEDALnI/AAAAAAAAABA/TnfBUeF4JfY/s1600-h/Image031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RnpqaEDALnI/AAAAAAAAABA/TnfBUeF4JfY/s320/Image031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078488525809135218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 1 kept running away from my shots !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           until finally. whew. : ) Auntie Lee. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RnprEUDALoI/AAAAAAAAABI/zsYU0H7qp3A/s1600-h/Image050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RnprEUDALoI/AAAAAAAAABI/zsYU0H7qp3A/s320/Image050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078489251658608258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-8606341955239184310?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/8606341955239184310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=8606341955239184310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/8606341955239184310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/8606341955239184310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/06/fishing-with-1.html' title='fishing with + 1 !'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/Rnpr1UDALpI/AAAAAAAAABQ/I0d5VesgxqY/s72-c/Image051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-2441496640315372738</id><published>2007-05-16T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:55:22.018-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biker chick.'/><title type='text'>i want a biker chick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RksPkOpS-5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Tz49X5qw1oo/s1600-h/Image010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065159320989268882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RksPkOpS-5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Tz49X5qw1oo/s400/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RksPRupS-4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/PI5RgbYiaDo/s1600-h/Image011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065159003161688962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RksPRupS-4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/PI5RgbYiaDo/s400/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha sexy biker chick.&lt;br /&gt;flyflyfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets all indulge in sepia shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-2441496640315372738?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/2441496640315372738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=2441496640315372738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/2441496640315372738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/2441496640315372738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-want-biker-chick.html' title='i want a biker chick.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RksPkOpS-5I/AAAAAAAAAA4/Tz49X5qw1oo/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-409317177910228522</id><published>2007-03-20T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T00:48:35.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haywire.</title><content type='html'>there's something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;i've lost my sleeping habits.&lt;br /&gt;lost my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;lost it all.&lt;br /&gt;green.&lt;br /&gt;going bonkers soon.&lt;br /&gt;i need to go overseas.&lt;br /&gt;as for now, escape is going into dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of may;Camomile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,we used to love while others used to play.Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,someone else moved in from far away.&lt;br /&gt;Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,and you don't ask the time of day.But you and I, our love will never die,but guess who'll cry come first of May.&lt;br /&gt;The apple tree that grew for you and me,I watched the apples falling one by one.And as I recall the moment of them all,the day I kissed your cheek and you were gone.&lt;br /&gt;Now we are tall, and Christmas trees are small,and you don't ask the time of day.But you and I, our love will never die,but guess who'll cry come first of May.&lt;br /&gt;When I was small, and Christmas trees were tall,do do do do do do do do do ...Don't ask me why, but time has passed us by,someone else moved in from far away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-409317177910228522?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/409317177910228522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=409317177910228522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/409317177910228522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/409317177910228522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/03/haywire.html' title='haywire.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-7122446345167149964</id><published>2007-03-15T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:55:22.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The endless river.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Have you ever woken up from a dream and wondered what would have happened at the end?well, I certainly have.&lt;br /&gt;many many times.&lt;br /&gt;we all want to know whats installed for us at the end of our lives.&lt;br /&gt;to live to die , having all ? or nothing at all? married? single? FAT?skinny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. I am a simple boy.&lt;br /&gt;I would like my bike, a semi acoustic guitar named benji,a pretty girlfriend and prolly a healthy set of six pacs.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see this world is messed up ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;your first breath in and the clock starts ticking,&lt;br /&gt;trials and tribulations,&lt;br /&gt;heartbreak after heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;failures.&lt;br /&gt;when will it stop?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out the window I stare,&lt;br /&gt;For only you I care,&lt;br /&gt;Cars flowing down endlessly,&lt;br /&gt;Still the&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; green&lt;/span&gt; monster flares,&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy goes round.&lt;br /&gt;Gather my tears and drown,&lt;br /&gt;In this endless river of sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;fontcolor&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jealousy.the big green monster living inside me.&lt;br /&gt;someday it'll swallow me up and take over my life.&lt;br /&gt;honestly man. I have got to be the most jealous person in this entire world.&lt;br /&gt;just wanna let you know lah fmfe, in a way i'm somehow still quite jealous of him.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you were ever jealous of kk and me. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RfnDcVqId0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/48EhXkKUjVE/s1600-h/fishy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042276149435594562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RfnDcVqId0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/48EhXkKUjVE/s400/fishy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is something retarded charissa lin yan zhen did to my bolster.&lt;br /&gt;does it look like a fish to you?&lt;br /&gt;I name her ,Goldy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gel, out.&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/20894711-7122446345167149964?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/7122446345167149964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=7122446345167149964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/7122446345167149964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/7122446345167149964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/03/endless-river.html' title='The endless river.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WZqOhcw8IS8/RfnDcVqId0I/AAAAAAAAAAk/48EhXkKUjVE/s72-c/fishy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-117114489500576370</id><published>2007-02-10T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T08:22:52.557-08:00</updated><title type='text'>burn ! burn baby burn !</title><content type='html'>ahhh, HOLIDAYS.&lt;br /&gt;i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the first experiments of my holidays:&lt;br /&gt;flaming vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparatus:&lt;br /&gt;10ml of vodka&lt;br /&gt;lighter&lt;br /&gt;glass container&lt;br /&gt;and loads of free time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah,i couldn't sleep so i amused myself.&lt;br /&gt;heres my glass container at the start of the experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/149613/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/43323/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i added vodka, lighted it up and turned off the lights.&lt;br /&gt;voilà! my cool blue flame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/429440/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/909078/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;don't let it burn for too long o(. - .)o&lt;br /&gt;else it'll end up like this.&lt;br /&gt;a nice clean cut right in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/110431/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/305341/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of experiment log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;fairy maiden from the east !&lt;br /&gt;I'll help you start your countdown.&lt;br /&gt;today's date is 11th feb.&lt;br /&gt;which means 4 more days !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study hard lah.&lt;br /&gt;and most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;take care of your butt.&lt;br /&gt;it is very important.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-117114489500576370?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/117114489500576370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=117114489500576370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/117114489500576370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/117114489500576370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/02/burn-burn-baby-burn.html' title='burn ! burn baby burn !'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-117035695203638715</id><published>2007-02-01T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T11:10:32.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end of the world is coming.</title><content type='html'>i feel stressed from studying.hahahah then again, nah.just having a little blogging fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boomboomboom,slowly the world is being ripped apart.&lt;br /&gt;weird weather,war,hahah and weird creatures like the frilled shark appearing.&lt;br /&gt;yes my dear friends, my prediction is that the world will end on the 5th april 2088.&lt;br /&gt;at 1800 hours exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, im just playing with you. but really i wonder when its gonna end. soon i guess.soon. the world now feels so unstable.wobbly, a gentle boom from a nearby supernova, poof, bye bye universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/764479/fshark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/784793/fshark.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally the universe will die, and all that will be left is a cold dark, empty space.&lt;br /&gt;sounds so sad huh?&lt;br /&gt;but singapore is so safe that i feel excited that someday something like this will happen.hahahaha, im sorry. i feel sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/879624/xiaoxin2cz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/409497/xiaoxin2cz.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah get well soon ASS-IRAHC ! &lt;br /&gt;oya, look who i found ! XIAO XIN !&lt;br /&gt;hahah,damn cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-117035695203638715?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/117035695203638715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=117035695203638715' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/117035695203638715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/117035695203638715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-of-world-is-coming.html' title='The end of the world is coming.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-116966288266565434</id><published>2007-01-24T10:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T10:21:22.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a blast.</title><content type='html'>ahhh, sweet sweet, saccharine sweet.&lt;br /&gt;lets see, gotta get past the essay that has to be written tommorrow, get past ideas, and finally past PEEE PBIL, then finally on saturday i can enjoy my long awaited ramly with you,miss lin !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day tmr, gotta DONG.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah and it was fun playing bomberman with amelia's sis.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA weird stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oyeah, Chief Executive Officer of the Red Umbrella company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;JANSEN NIGEL JAMES&lt;/font&gt;.HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;take a look at my product,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/986529/Fishing%20Rod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/340110/Fishing%20Rod.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami ink is showing ! i dont know if i should watch it. hahahaha.maybe i should.&lt;br /&gt;test at 8am tmr. ahahha, who gives a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock a bye baby on the tree top,&lt;br /&gt;When the wind blows the cradle will rock,&lt;br /&gt;When the bough breaks the cradle will fall,&lt;br /&gt;And down will come baby, cradle and all. &lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight you, you must be tired. (:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for the schedule. (': &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;Thank you, thank you. &lt;br /&gt;spending so much time with you has been a blast.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much work i had to do, you were there for me , accompanying me.&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much mugging i had to do, you accompanied me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling all over again, nono, i never did stop falling for you.&lt;br /&gt;i can't ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;just maybe for time to stop and freeze at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;just freeze, allow me to take a step back to enjoy it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love, lots of love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116966288266565434?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116966288266565434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116966288266565434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116966288266565434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116966288266565434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-blast.html' title='It&apos;s a blast.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116922674346074812</id><published>2007-01-19T09:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T09:12:23.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>duo xie.</title><content type='html'>Let me take this opportunity to thank miss backscratcher charissa lin yan zhen for her meaningful christmas present.&lt;br /&gt;huahuahua !&lt;br /&gt;superman is wonderful !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, let me prove to you Charissa is square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/532281/charsq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/472860/charsq.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, well done nigel, you have outdone yourself. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116922674346074812?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116922674346074812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116922674346074812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116922674346074812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116922674346074812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/duo-xie.html' title='duo xie.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116897451239861640</id><published>2007-01-16T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:08:32.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tattoo.</title><content type='html'>I think i've been watching too much miami ink recently.&lt;br /&gt;miami ink, the inspiring show where people get tattooed, for various reasons , memorial tattoos, tattoos for strength or to remind them of their past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i myself feel like getting one, a dragon.&lt;br /&gt;always have been fascinated by them. but oh well, we'll see again when i'm older.&lt;br /&gt;and now i wonder why all those stupid bengs gotta go tattoo themselves and spoil the image of people who get tattoos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who get tattoos are sterotyped into bengs,lians, whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;people should learn to see beyond , the meaning and reason for the tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways , my eyes are so blur now that i dont think i can continue blogging.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah, &lt;font color="white"&gt;i'm happy. for once.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116897451239861640?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116897451239861640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116897451239861640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116897451239861640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116897451239861640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/tattoo.html' title='tattoo.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116844014818901324</id><published>2007-01-10T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T08:31:08.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>deathdates.//luckystars.</title><content type='html'>Hello man.&lt;br /&gt;This is rather random but here goes,&lt;br /&gt;this is my deathdate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/537695/deathdate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/20326/deathdate.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll live till i'm 98.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be an old fag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha and amelia pang ping pong will die when she's uh.&lt;br /&gt;lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna die on aug 25 2068 leh&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;AGE 79 LAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha 79.&lt;br /&gt;LOOSER.&lt;br /&gt;i live longer. &lt;br /&gt;bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah, fatso pang has been hired as my full time 4 pointed lucky star.&lt;br /&gt;the amount left in her bank account almost allowed me to strike 4d !&lt;br /&gt;damn. &lt;br /&gt;if only she had 6 cents more in her bank account.&lt;br /&gt;FATSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha idiot occupying so much of my blogspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU SO FAT,&lt;br /&gt;THAT WHEN YOU SIT DOWN,&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN'T GET UP !&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH FATSO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update.this just came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;ok in 10 days' time.&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;my hair will be 0.4 cm longer&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;you can do it annalia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FATASS GONE NUTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116844014818901324?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116844014818901324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116844014818901324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116844014818901324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116844014818901324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/deathdatesluckystars.html' title='deathdates.//luckystars.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116826139913979344</id><published>2007-01-08T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T05:03:19.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shiznit.</title><content type='html'>Crappified chatting sessions with Amelia Pang Ping Pong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N bro's fishing' Co. // Marry me girl , be my fairy to the world , be my very own constellation. says:&lt;br /&gt;i only use cheese on you laaaah&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;asss&lt;br /&gt;  N bro's fishing' Co. // Marry me girl , be my fairy to the world , be my very own constellation. says:&lt;br /&gt;my cheesy bud !&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;amelia! says:&lt;br /&gt;er, squeak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was damn retarded lah.&lt;br /&gt;so retarded that i just had to post this.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our endless supply of crap.&lt;br /&gt;Check this Shiznit out.&lt;br /&gt;Fo'Shizzle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya, and she wanted her son's First words to be uh, TWUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Please lah, sounds so vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm his Godpa i'll teach him to stand up , point the middle finger and say "Hey Dawg, got milk?"&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116826139913979344?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116826139913979344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116826139913979344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116826139913979344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116826139913979344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/shiznit.html' title='Shiznit.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116777097576836994</id><published>2007-01-02T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T12:49:35.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Earthlings.</title><content type='html'>after much bugging. &lt;br /&gt;Its time for a new post to push the one below further down !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with new year like all the rest of em' bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;kevin,Tian,darren,goo came over to my house, kelly,cheryl,jj,daniel and eugene were supposed to come too but due to unforseen circumstances , they didn't.&lt;br /&gt;We played soccer , and went crazy over bomberman man ! &lt;br /&gt;and one min to the new year we decided to switch on the telly ,&lt;br /&gt;counted down from 10. &lt;br /&gt;and POOF. &lt;br /&gt;we welcomed another year.&lt;br /&gt;I welcome you shit year.&lt;br /&gt;welcome.&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of school, a few days of exam , shitloads of projects to finish and then 2months holiday.hurry hurry, thats what i need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes back to my shit year part.&lt;br /&gt;good good, this year i got no money.&lt;br /&gt;no girl.&lt;br /&gt;zilch.&lt;br /&gt;nothing !&lt;br /&gt;AHH!&lt;br /&gt;oh well, just don't take my food away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the money case, I'll be working for Mr Benny again.&lt;br /&gt;his face makes you feel as though you're doing something wrong.&lt;br /&gt;si pai kia face.&lt;br /&gt;oh well,CNY,DOUBLE PAY.WHO CARES ABOUT HIS FACE !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the girl part, ahh. what to do? maybe i should migrate to japan or something.&lt;br /&gt;seriously man, the grass is much greener on the other side ! uh like Erika Toda or more well known as Misa Amane from deathnote2 man. (: &lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA !No offence girls !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, moving on.&lt;br /&gt;went to catch 2 movies today man ! made use of my free tickets thing.&lt;br /&gt;Death Note 2 and Night at the Museum.&lt;br /&gt;worth the watch man, worth the watch.&lt;br /&gt;oyeah, make it 3.&lt;br /&gt;the last movie,Man, i watched on dvd at home with mr chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm hmm, Dont even know if i should sleep now man. &lt;br /&gt;need to meet the laister at lavender at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;we goin' fishing.&lt;br /&gt;bedok jetty.&lt;br /&gt;bloody long walk.&lt;br /&gt;well, gotta throughly enjoy my hols before going back man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah check this shit out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/514850/elmo%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/959681/elmo%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to preserve this red thing.&lt;br /&gt;but, i ate elmo up.&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;dissolve in my tummy little red thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rather random but, I like Changi airport now.&lt;br /&gt;that blue blue blue , pretty blue atmosphere you get at the viewing gallery in the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/133283/airportblues.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/968695/airportblues.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somethin' like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after staring into space for about 15 mins i feel drained.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't stop thinking about my future man.&lt;br /&gt;so many things.&lt;br /&gt;so many.&lt;br /&gt;so..so so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah back on the topic of japan.&lt;br /&gt;i like my jap name.&lt;br /&gt;Naizeru.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should give my son or daughter a jap name.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon leaving, i leave you all with this very last question.&lt;br /&gt;Which one came first ? The chicken or the egg?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAAHA.Knock yourself out man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116777097576836994?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116777097576836994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116777097576836994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116777097576836994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116777097576836994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-earthlings.html' title='Hello Earthlings.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116716604720210268</id><published>2006-12-26T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T12:56:51.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proceed with caution, skip if your heart can't take it.</title><content type='html'>FUCK!pardon my language. but i mean shit man.how "lucky" can i get?&lt;br /&gt;my first photo taking session with ghosts i guess.everything's going upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/304114/ghostme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/730233/ghostme.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;face thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/49007/ghost2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/862551/ghost2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red thing face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/740281/ghost2zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/625684/ghost2zoom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i zoom in on the red thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/1600/685325/ghost3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/205/2106/320/915684/ghost3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last creepy shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you decide for yourselves man,&lt;br /&gt;pictures taken at my carpark at around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha enjoy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these 'things' are all around man.&lt;br /&gt;respect it. and i guess it won't disturb you.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i did by lighting sparkles at the roof of my carpark at 4am , but nothing happened so i guess im okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and note to you,&lt;br /&gt;it's not me you need i guess.&lt;br /&gt;it's just someone else who can love you and care for you the way i did.&lt;br /&gt;weird.i make it sound like you still like me.&lt;br /&gt;how dumb of me.&lt;br /&gt;i just really don't know what else to say anymore.&lt;br /&gt;shall just keep quiet then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116716604720210268?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116716604720210268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116716604720210268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116716604720210268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116716604720210268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/proceed-with-caution-skip-if-your.html' title='Proceed with caution, skip if your heart can&apos;t take it.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116661897198797055</id><published>2006-12-20T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T04:49:31.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good bye, my lover.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wcslyx1otgc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wcslyx1otgc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farewell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116661897198797055?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116661897198797055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116661897198797055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116661897198797055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116661897198797055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/good-bye-my-lover.html' title='Good bye, my lover.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116629610100773490</id><published>2006-12-16T10:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T11:33:03.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>read between the lines.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Love Will Come Through.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I told you a secret&lt;br /&gt;You won't tell a soul&lt;br /&gt;Will you hold it and keep it alive&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's burning a hole&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get to sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I can't live alone in this lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look up&lt;br /&gt;Take it away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look da-da-da- down the mountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world isn't turning&lt;br /&gt;Your heart won't return&lt;br /&gt;Anyone, anything, anyhow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Take me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, love will come through it's just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I stand at the crossroads&lt;br /&gt;Of highroads and lowroads&lt;br /&gt;And I got a feeling it's right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's real what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;There's no makebelieving&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the wings of the flight of a dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look da-da-da down the mountain&lt;br /&gt;If the world isn't turning &lt;br /&gt;Your heart won't return anyone anything anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Take me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, love will come through it's just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look up&lt;br /&gt;Take it away&lt;br /&gt;Don't look da-da-da- down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the world isn't turning &lt;br /&gt;Your heart won't return anyone anything anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So take me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Take me don't leave me&lt;br /&gt;Baby, love will come through it's just waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;Love will come through &lt;br /&gt;Love will come through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love song.nice song.go listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't really blogged for quite sometime.so well, i'm here.&lt;br /&gt;fruits chalet's coming.and honestly, it seems a little empty this year.&lt;br /&gt;so empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;Can you see how empty it is in here?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so is my brain. and my heart. probably everything else.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow i like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;no pain.no stress.no worries.&lt;br /&gt;lonely?&lt;br /&gt;nah.friends like those chanlaitiangoo kids are always around.&lt;br /&gt;being the introvert i am, whenever i can i like to spend my time alone,most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;if you're reading this, thanks for the three years,fool.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes , like i told fatgirl, after the chalet, its goodbye to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;so talk to me while you still can.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;why ?&lt;/font&gt; Thats probably what i want to know i guess.&lt;br /&gt;yes and great now, i just feel like migrating to some australian farm and living there the rest of my life. maybe even being a fisherman there.blow singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116629610100773490?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116629610100773490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116629610100773490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116629610100773490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116629610100773490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/read-between-lines.html' title='read between the lines.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116617141603361464</id><published>2006-12-15T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T00:30:16.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicken WUSS.</title><content type='html'>YOU CHICKEN WUSS ! YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typed my first line and felt lazy to continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-to be continued-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116617141603361464?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116617141603361464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116617141603361464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116617141603361464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116617141603361464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/chicken-wuss.html' title='Chicken WUSS.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116500824205273363</id><published>2006-12-01T13:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T13:24:02.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FAREWELL PPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO GENTINGS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAAHHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE YOU PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oya FATGIRL,MY FIRST PENPAL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BIGPIG ! i'll MISS you ! bwah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116500824205273363?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116500824205273363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116500824205273363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116500824205273363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116500824205273363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/12/farewell-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116490314915853472</id><published>2006-11-30T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T08:12:29.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nosedive into something permanent.</title><content type='html'>It's been exactly a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows what could have been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116490314915853472?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116490314915853472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116490314915853472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116490314915853472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116490314915853472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/nosedive-into-something-permanent.html' title='nosedive into something permanent.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116448761440447660</id><published>2006-11-25T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:01:36.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what's your heart song?</title><content type='html'>hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4am and I don't know why i woke up !&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i've decided to lend a helping hand to all the dateless boys.&lt;br /&gt;(ps. do remember to pick carefully.or else i won't guarantee what will happen,you might get thrown in jail.slapped?kicked?who knows?stabbed?and most importantly,NEVER use these lines on a girl with a boyfriend.i mean that's plain dumbness.enjoy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king of cheesy lines shall strike once again !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Damn, if being sexy was a crime, you'd be guilty as charged! &lt;br /&gt;2.Do you work for UPS / ParcelForce? I could have sworn I saw you checking out my package. &lt;br /&gt;3.Hey I'm looking for treasure, Can I look around your chest? &lt;br /&gt;(i guarantee you'll get slapped or kicked in the nuts.)&lt;br /&gt;4.Is your name Summer? 'Cause you are as hot as hell. &lt;br /&gt;5.You've made me so nervous that I've totally forgotten forgotten my standard pick-up line. &lt;br /&gt;(hahaha. this one is gooood.)&lt;br /&gt;6.Is your name Gillette? ...coz you're the best a man can get. &lt;br /&gt;(ahahahahahah.i'm getting high just looking at it.)&lt;br /&gt;7.If I had a rose for every time I thought of you, I would be walking through my garden forever. &lt;br /&gt;(aww. so sweeet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall save the rest for future usage.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these posted on my blog you can use (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check it out fat girl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to meet up with the ex 432ers today !&lt;br /&gt;but Ivan got common test next week, therefore must study.&lt;br /&gt;Yiling work work work until tired,+ no money !&lt;br /&gt;Aisha working!&lt;br /&gt;busy bunch man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went out with big pig Lim Ming Li to watch happy feet.&lt;br /&gt;not bad, not bad. pretty touching.and while walking out we saw this little girl holding on to the stuffed figure of that penguin. damn cute i tell you. it's that kinda stuff toy you wanna hug before you sleep.looking at it makes you feel all warm and fuzzy inside already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and i tell you. we must have felt like pigs inside the cinema lah. eat and eat and eat.well if you compare i think she ate more.one chocolate bar.hmm can't remember what else.chips?hahaha.big pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tap.tap.tap.tap.tap.&lt;br /&gt;dance like Mumble HAPPYFEET !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116448761440447660?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116448761440447660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116448761440447660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116448761440447660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116448761440447660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/whats-your-heart-song.html' title='what&apos;s your heart song?'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116396912038157177</id><published>2006-11-19T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T12:45:20.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>invisible ink.</title><content type='html'>hello there. &lt;br /&gt;It's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of those nights again. flashback attack. I've let go but its hard when flashback attacks come suddenly. Its now 4:28am. I can't sleep. Sometimes I honestly wonder if I would be happier if I hadn't made that decision.Whats done is done i guess. But you know, occasionally something reminds you of something, leading to how i'm feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Which makes this phrase stuck in my mind. &lt;br /&gt; Fate brought us together , decisions tore us apart.&lt;br /&gt;well well, Jansen Nigel James you gotta be the most sentimental person on earth.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder its so hard being you.&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm late for class tmr I would probably take half day off. Time to recover from flashback? nah. I'm just lazy. besides i've learnt since i can't forget. i'll learn to live with it. until finally one day accidently, it slips outta my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;invisible ink magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116396912038157177?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116396912038157177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116396912038157177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116396912038157177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116396912038157177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/invisible-ink.html' title='invisible ink.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116379143223889389</id><published>2006-11-17T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T11:23:52.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>snoopy goes for a ride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the most retarded but amusing stuff i've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking snoopy for the ride of his life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun.snoopy took the plunge of about 10 storeys? with the help of a fishing line attached to him.It was the adventure of his life. Add this in the comic strips you crazy cartoonists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;And all of a sudden I wonder whats going up in that mind of mine,or rather, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;at times,i go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;at times,the sudden calm.&lt;br /&gt;now, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;but to an extent the feeling of calmness.&lt;br /&gt;I never liked talking much.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to keep things buried all inside.&lt;br /&gt;I keep all my deep dark secrets in me.&lt;br /&gt;which makes me wonder who I really can share these things with.&lt;br /&gt;no, not even you.&lt;br /&gt;well,I don't even talk much to you now.&lt;br /&gt;well,honestly, I don't know whats going on in that mind of yours either.&lt;br /&gt;may they lie there buried,forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116379143223889389?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116379143223889389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116379143223889389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116379143223889389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116379143223889389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/snoopy-goes-for-ride.html' title='snoopy goes for a ride.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116359496225654816</id><published>2006-11-15T04:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:04:47.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first friend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/amelia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/amelia.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, amelia pang, my first friend.&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;do add gelnigelgel@hotmail.com if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind by Lifehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was young but I wasn't naive&lt;br /&gt;I watched helpless as you turned around to leave&lt;br /&gt;And still I have the pain I have to carry&lt;br /&gt;A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fall asleep&lt;br /&gt;Only in hopes of dreaming&lt;br /&gt;That everything would be like is was before&lt;br /&gt;But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting&lt;br /&gt;They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we'd be here&lt;br /&gt;When my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all this time&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever wanna leave it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you could not believe it&lt;br /&gt;That my love for you was blind&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't make you see it&lt;br /&gt;That I loved you more than you will ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me died when I let you go&lt;br /&gt;And I loved you more than you'll ever know&lt;br /&gt;A part of me dies when I let you go   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll turn into ice, if i have to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116359496225654816?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116359496225654816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116359496225654816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116359496225654816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116359496225654816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-first-friend.html' title='my first friend.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116298363553301459</id><published>2006-11-08T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T03:02:51.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>! ?</title><content type='html'>who on earth would be so dumb to post the list of treats being owed hurhur?&lt;br /&gt;I SUSPECT MY BLOG HAS BEEN ATTACKED BY AN UNKNOWN USER !&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who posted the post below. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;watch out char. human muah chee during chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, been M-I-A for quite sometime.&lt;br /&gt;HELLO AGAIN FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm having a stomache due to excessive brownies and cupcakes.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe the people who made the brownies and cupcakes added poison in it.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised one thing today.&lt;br /&gt;I can't study in my music room.&lt;br /&gt;It's like a place built for relaxing, trying to study in there is like trying to ride a cheetah on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MST 2.would any good friend steal the paper for me?(: i'll give you lots of food and sweets and chocolate.anyways, MST 2 is coming. but who caresss?hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oyeah and i wanted to post this quite a few days ago.my first nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;My first nightmare, i was taking a double decker bus with this Char person. There was this old man holding a blood stained chopper chasing after an old man.I got off the bus. I dunno how , but sudden this big dog appeared , with those sharp fangs and all. I attracted its attention and it suddenly started chasing me, I froze. For a moment in my life I felt I almost died. feeling its breath down my legs, its teeth almost poking through my flesh. I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, nightmares usually don't show the gory parts.hahahah.it would be scary, but fun though.it'll be like like watching a dog chewing my foot off and enjoying popcorn.anyways, that dog in my dream should have been a female one. male dogs like me.hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally the last part of my post.&lt;br /&gt;handtyped by Denise Tan Si Yun.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks bud !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are set apart&lt;br /&gt;the fear of the lord will reign in your heart&lt;br /&gt;a vessel of honour&lt;br /&gt;useful to the master&lt;br /&gt;an arrow&lt;br /&gt;polished and sharpened for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;strong in the spirit you will be&lt;br /&gt;his presence and glory you will carry&lt;br /&gt;christ in you, the hope of glory, god's masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;declaring his word as god's mouthpiece&lt;br /&gt;and in god's timing&lt;br /&gt;we're arrows of destiny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this song.&lt;br /&gt;enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116298363553301459?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116298363553301459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116298363553301459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116298363553301459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116298363553301459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='! ?'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116282734970318562</id><published>2006-11-06T07:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T07:35:50.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>evidence of the treats i owe char</title><content type='html'>-29/10/2006  00:34:48  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  CharissaLYZ i love muah chee.and toothpicks.=)  i offer you one treat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-29/10/2006  00:38:49  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  CharissaLYZ i love muah chee.and toothpicks.=)  2 treats i offer ! &lt;br /&gt;29/10/2006  00:39:37  CharissaLYZ i love muah chee.and toothpicks.=)  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  -_- &lt;br /&gt;29/10/2006  00:40:03  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  CharissaLYZ i love muah chee.and toothpicks.=)  2 and a half ! &lt;br /&gt;29/10/2006  00:40:04  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.  CharissaLYZ i love muah chee.and toothpicks.=)  last offer &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-31/10/2006  21:03:37  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Through my eyes;  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA, CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA  EATSUSHIIIIIII. &lt;br /&gt;31/10/2006  21:03:52  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA, (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Through my eyes;  HAHHA! &lt;br /&gt;31/10/2006  21:03:54  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA, (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Through my eyes;  u treat ah &lt;br /&gt;31/10/2006  21:04:02  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Through my eyes;  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA, CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA  one piece (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-31/10/2006  21:09:29  (F) N bro's fishing' Co. // Through my eyes;  CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA, CharissaLYZ o.apparently Char is a type of fish.HAHA  the most i pay for half your meal &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHA!&lt;br /&gt;i'm evil.&lt;br /&gt;but i will keep my word and treat char! &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116282734970318562?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116282734970318562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116282734970318562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116282734970318562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116282734970318562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/11/evidence-of-treats-i-owe-char.html' title='evidence of the treats i owe char'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116056020379395419</id><published>2006-10-11T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T04:35:48.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if you had one day left on this world, what would you do?</title><content type='html'>I was curious. &lt;br /&gt;I wondered what people would do if they only had one day left in this world.&lt;br /&gt;So i began asking.&lt;br /&gt;Decided to kick things off with a video.&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4Cv2dzhwcU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g4Cv2dzhwcU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are their answers,unedited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgina:&lt;br /&gt;"tell everyone how much I love them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaelan:&lt;br /&gt;"I guess I'll juz say bye to my close ppl loh and i'll probably go somewhere else to die without letting anyone see"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charissa:&lt;br /&gt;"alot of things lei;hahahahahha;of course to spend with family;hmmmm;n gather with friends,u all,to pray and to be glad we all met;den i will pass all my money to my family;and lastly i will go tell All my my friends how much i love them"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amelia:&lt;br /&gt;"mindless spending;hahahahah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise:&lt;br /&gt;"spend it with d one i love?;n tell those i hurt a sorry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loke:&lt;br /&gt;"I would err,prepare myself to die tgt with frens and love ones"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyan:&lt;br /&gt;"I just want to have a nice rest;I'll want to spend time wif the person whom i loved the most;I want to smoke the cigarettes that I've nvr smoke before"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alwyn:&lt;br /&gt;"i wun know i guess"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas:&lt;br /&gt;"Dunno?;Go windsurfing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gavin:&lt;br /&gt;"first i would spend time with my family;second visit all my long lost friends and catch up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin:&lt;br /&gt;"save the world,Becuz superman can't"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Han:&lt;br /&gt;"Obviously do things i wanted to do but wasn't able to"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian:&lt;br /&gt;"I'll read the bible of course;then throw a 24-hour long part for friends,family at my place;then get married and laid. all in a day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia:&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna spend it with the person I love most"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly, me.&lt;br /&gt;"I would change all my money into coins, bathe in it , wash the coins, then distribute each coin to my family members and friends, telling them how much I love them and will miss them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying that, I wonder if this was what each and every single one of us would do if it was our last day on this earth. Honestly, i doubt so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll never know when our last day on this earth will be, only God knows.&lt;br /&gt;As for now, lets treasure the people around us.&lt;br /&gt;A simple "hello" ,a hug or a smile like this--&gt; (: can easily brighten up a person's day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I leave this last statement to all who are reading and to those who are not,&lt;br /&gt;you ARE treasured.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116056020379395419?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116056020379395419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116056020379395419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116056020379395419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116056020379395419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-you-had-one-day-left-on-this-world.html' title='if you had one day left on this world, what would you do?'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116024345158018566</id><published>2006-10-07T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T10:50:51.593-07:00</updated><title type='text'>past tense.</title><content type='html'>I look back and see people who loved me before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I chuckle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116024345158018566?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116024345158018566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116024345158018566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116024345158018566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116024345158018566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/past-tense.html' title='past tense.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-116020888923336747</id><published>2006-10-07T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:14:49.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>(titles are useless)hah.</title><content type='html'>Good afternoon, it’s a Saturday, 3:49pm. 7th October. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY! (: 57th this year and many many more years down the road, my friend, my band mate, my mentor, my father.&lt;br /&gt;He used to be real slim in the past but who knows how; he got pregnant together with my mother. hahaha. Now he wears those suspender thingys that seems to fascinate phatwoman a lot. haha.cool suspender stuff I must say. I'll grow up to be like you daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've currently listened to so much music that for once I feel that listening to the silence is actually quite nice. Just staring at the laptop screen, looking at my wallpaper, my icons and programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, my wallpaper about sums up my mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/downup1jpeg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/downup1jpeg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans la souffrance, meaning in pain.&lt;br /&gt;like someone once told me , we all feel sad sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;and I guess my way to show it is to take pictures or to spend time with Betty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. I don't know what to do with my fuzzy puffy hair now. Feel like cutting but again, feel like keeping. Decisions, decisions.oyeah and one more thing. Anyone wants go fishing anytime soon? Do tell me. hahaha. I’ve gone cold turkey on fish for quite some time now.hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care and peace out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll always be my vitamin C.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-116020888923336747?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/116020888923336747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=116020888923336747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116020888923336747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/116020888923336747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/titles-are-uselesshah.html' title='(titles are useless)hah.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115989404080883689</id><published>2006-10-03T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T09:49:30.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy stuff.</title><content type='html'>The stuff that keeps me going.&lt;br /&gt;1.Food.&lt;br /&gt;2.Food.&lt;br /&gt;3.Friends/Family.&lt;br /&gt;4.Betty/Brownie/Washburn.&lt;br /&gt;5.Ares.&lt;br /&gt;6.Musicroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and stuff like this, from a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;思云 says:&lt;br /&gt;dun sad ya&lt;br /&gt;思云 says:&lt;br /&gt;gt me!&lt;br /&gt;思云 says:&lt;br /&gt;can keep u happy!&lt;br /&gt;思云 says:&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dinner with a big C at Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and knowing that i'm not yet dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and having a chance to break my record of 10 chee kways eaten when i was about 7 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and looking at myself in the mirror. I'm thin for now.&lt;br /&gt;according to the cycle, male Jansens have the tendency of getting "pregnant",&lt;br /&gt;A.K.A fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the band Hinder, which currently suits my taste of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fish. &lt;'))&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rolling faces -_- |:  _-_  :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115989404080883689?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115989404080883689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115989404080883689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115989404080883689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115989404080883689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-stuff.html' title='happy stuff.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115871324920039390</id><published>2006-09-19T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T17:39:14.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff we take for granted?</title><content type='html'>haha. Found this shat. found it pretty amusing.so enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUFF WE TAKE FOR GRANTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assholes : where would we be without them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinkable Water : from the tap, you wouldn't risk it anywhere else in the WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eggs : scrambled. half boiled. poached. fried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends: no, not the amigos for central perk.Real friends , the one who post bail for you at central police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gravity: otherwise how to watch football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawker food: you miss it everytime you travel.you even start missing it at changi airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice-cream vendors: in orchard road. One day they'll be old and gone.And we'll be thirsty :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamaica: When the whole world goes to war with each other , doesn't it seem as if it would be the only place left alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Singaporeans:if not for them, who would we laugh at? Americans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather: we've got it good so stop complaining. okay, so it rains unpredictably, but hey, no Katrina! stop complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zebra crossings: otherwise we'd all still be stuck on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah two more i thought of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bellybutton: i don't know.we'll look weird without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls: aha, needs no explaination. where would we be without them ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115871324920039390?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115871324920039390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115871324920039390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115871324920039390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115871324920039390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/stuff-we-take-for-granted.html' title='stuff we take for granted?'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115845768491264895</id><published>2006-09-16T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T18:52:10.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crash.</title><content type='html'>Slept too early the night before, so I guess I'm wide awake again, grabbed a movie and started watching. I picked "Crash" out of the lot from that huge blue folder. Been putting that movie on hold for quite sometime now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without a doubt a very heartwarming film showing the reality of this stone cold world dealing with sensitive issues such as racism, relationship with people, and basically how we are all inter-related with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dangerous the world out side this little island of Singapore can be. A white woman grabs her husband just as she walks past two black men, showing discomfort in their presence, and the next thing you know, the two black men are pointing their guns at the couple, forcing them out of their car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A police officer tells a couple of a different skin colour to pullover. They do. Asks for their license and checks whether they were drunk, though it was obvious they were sober. The police officer checks the woman, discreetly placing his hands in places they shouldn’t be. All the man can do is watch; a single word from him could land them both in jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A father who is a locksmith wants his daughter to be brave, tells her a story about an invisible cloak passed onto him from a fairy, protecting him from gunshots, stabs and everything else. He takes off that invisible cloak and ties it around his daughter.  &lt;br /&gt;A father repairs the lock for this Persian shop owner. The locksmith urges the shop owner to replace the old door with a new door. The shop owner accuses the locksmith of cheating him. The Persian shop owner comes in the next day finding his shop trashed, cash and goods all gone.&lt;br /&gt;Not being able to get insurance to cover the losses, he picks up his gun, finds the locksmith and points it at him, demanding the locksmith's money to cover his losses.&lt;br /&gt;His daughter rushes out and jumps in front of her father. Bang. A loud and sudden gunshot sounded. The father screams, the mother starts tearing profusely.&lt;br /&gt;The father checks his daughter, not a single wound, not a drop of blood.&lt;br /&gt;The Persian shop owner walks away ashamed, guilty.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for him the gun he bought contained blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dangerous things racism can lead to. It would be a pretty damn scary place to live in if Singapore was just like our world outside this little safe zone of ours. Keep it this way. Safe as can be. It’s a joy living with one another, don't make things complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as I’m one of the minority groups I feel for them. Disrespected, Second class citizens, with their pride and dignity all taken away. Imagine how that would feel. Imagine. Then act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do not respond to this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Please do not respond to this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Please no stupid comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115845768491264895?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115845768491264895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115845768491264895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115845768491264895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115845768491264895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/crash.html' title='crash.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115800605920886715</id><published>2006-09-11T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T15:28:07.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;First loves are the best.words really just can't describe.nothing else tastes as sweet as first loves.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens you will always remember your first love.The next person that comes along that perhaps you will marry will only be second person you love most.and that first love will just fade away into oblivion.but the memories stick to you as though its part of your brain or something.being stored in your Permanent memory space and it just can't be erased.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i guess people have to learn to be contented with what they have.nothing in this world can be that perfect,they go in search of fantasy disregarding the person they are with currently,as time passes our expectations drop drastically and eventually we end up with just any pleasant tom, dick or harry/jan, mary or martha that comes along,giving up on the idea of that perfect soulmate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we all wish we had met that first love just a little later. perhaps things would be much different.Life is cruel.It makes your first love appear at all the wrong timings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're all rolling the same Sampans i guess.all in the same world.all facing the same shitty problems.i wish i had more powerful and bigger oars. The teenage phase we all have to go through.perhaps better days will come in the future?maybe.maybe not.who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we can do is hope.keeping a lookout for that person you will love second most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drifting away from the topic a little. I guess maybe it may be things like this that drive people to turn to liking or even going to the extent of starting a relationship with the same sex.bah whatever. &lt;strong&gt;I'm straight&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to post a picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but blogger denied me from posting it.(msn dp),(friendster dp) :(&lt;br /&gt;Let us live the life of aimless wanderers, let our feet lead us on, bring us to that place we belong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115800605920886715?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115800605920886715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115800605920886715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115800605920886715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115800605920886715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/why.html' title='why?'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115767265579238022</id><published>2006-09-07T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T17:27:19.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone.</title><content type='html'>good morning everybody,time now is 7:19am and i'm currently chillin' at the rooftop of my carpark,six storeys high,listening to gone by switchfoot, gobblin' up my sausage Mcmuffin with egg, sippin' on my jolly shandy, and chewing on my Maomi pinballs.The perfect breakfast (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i love this carpark. so memories here.i remember once i tried field cooking up here.hahaha.the funniest stuff ever.i didn't have solid fuel that time, so i threw whatever i could find into the fire.muahaha.misson failed.&lt;br /&gt;ah but well, now i have a lifetime supply of solid fuel, compliments of BB.hahahahah.kopekopekope. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently there are two vehicles parked up here,for God knows why.A Silvercab, SHB8514B, and a Hyndai Matrix GLS, SFL5000H.weird people. haha all the better.more interesting photos for me.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah gone.you and me are gone.like this song said.i've decided to wait for the magical cinderella that comes along.let things take their natural course, and let love blossom by itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all you out there. The carpark is a nice place. especially the roof. Good for soccer,or just for you to enjoy the breeze and the view.to be honest, i even thought of a candle lit dinner up here at the carpark before but ah wells.unexepected stuff happens kids.nonetheless, multi-storey carparks are cool shats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been slacking my past few days off. and i'm proud of it okay! muahahah.went to explore singapore the other day.took an mrt down to ang mo kio.took a little trip around ang mo kio searching for my lower pierce reservoir.sadly, not to find nuts.felt tired after walking so i took a rest at the bus stop.decided to take a bus,132. passed by lots of cool places man. the famous roti prata shop, CJC, RJC,Orchard.blahblah.i shall try to find my lower pierce another day. I WILL FIND IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'll grab a movie after this and start watchin' for more inspiration.stuff that keeps me moving.showing me life is more than just girls,hundred dollar bills,fame and shat.life is lots more.aha, therefore movies are good stuff man. watch more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, now, time for pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay my very own taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/PICT1930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/PICT1930.jpg" border="0" &lt;br /&gt;alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/PICT1938.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/PICT1938.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/PICT1944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/PICT1944.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/PICT1943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/PICT1943.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never leave glass lying around kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115767265579238022?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115767265579238022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115767265579238022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115767265579238022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115767265579238022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/gone.html' title='Gone.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115736730229077381</id><published>2006-09-04T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T03:58:42.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Faber, Faber</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;99 red balloons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I in a little toy shop &lt;br /&gt;buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got &lt;br /&gt;Set them free at the break of dawn &lt;br /&gt;'Til one by one, they were gone &lt;br /&gt;Back at base, bugs in the software &lt;br /&gt;Flash the massage "Something out there" &lt;br /&gt;Floating in the summer sky &lt;br /&gt;99 Red Balloons go by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 red balloons floating in the summer sky &lt;br /&gt;Panic bells, it's red alert &lt;br /&gt;There's something here from somewhere else &lt;br /&gt;They war machine springs of life &lt;br /&gt;Opens up one eager eye &lt;br /&gt;Focusing it on the sky &lt;br /&gt;As 99 red balloons go by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Decision Street, 99 ministers meet &lt;br /&gt;to worry, worry, super-scurry &lt;br /&gt;Call out the troops now in a hurry &lt;br /&gt;This is what we've waiting for &lt;br /&gt;This is boys, this is war &lt;br /&gt;The president is on the line &lt;br /&gt;As 99 red balloons go by. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Kriegsminister &lt;br /&gt;Streichholz und Benzinkanister &lt;br /&gt;Hielten sich für schlaue Leute &lt;br /&gt;Witterten schon fette Beute &lt;br /&gt;Riefen: Krieg und wollten macht &lt;br /&gt;Mann wär hätte das gedacht &lt;br /&gt;Dass es einmal soweit kommt &lt;br /&gt;Wegen 99 Luftballons &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;99 Dreams I have had &lt;br /&gt;In every one a red ballon &lt;br /&gt;It's all over and I'm standin' pretty &lt;br /&gt;In the dust that was a city &lt;br /&gt;If I could find a souvenier &lt;br /&gt;Just to prove the world was here... &lt;br /&gt;And here it is a red balloon &lt;br /&gt;I think of you and let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faber, faber. an interesting experience.with a pig.just that sleeping was a big problem for the pig.ahh.faber faber.the night time sky was real nice.keeping the pig safe from NN's.sound of nature.fighting to count the little stars that start appearing all around.running through road works, waiting at the bus stop without a single bus coming.finally taking a taxi.mrt.homesweethome.&lt;br /&gt;thank you pig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115736730229077381?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115736730229077381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115736730229077381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115736730229077381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115736730229077381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/faber-faber.html' title='Faber, Faber'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115723800452539649</id><published>2006-09-02T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T16:00:04.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>these hands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZgyXuVJQeco"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZgyXuVJQeco" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These hands were meant to catch you when you fall&lt;br /&gt;these eyes were meant to watch over you (am)&lt;br /&gt;this mouth was meant to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;my heart , my all, all for you x2   (am) (e)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so girl please take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been countin’ the days since I’ve saw your face&lt;br /&gt;take my heart and keep it by you side.&lt;br /&gt;hug me tight and never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would fly to pluto just for you&lt;br /&gt;climb mount everest(rapsy voice) *cough* for you&lt;br /&gt;wash the dishes just for you  &lt;br /&gt;I would even let you hold the remote( e )(am.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so girl please take my hand tonight&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been countin’ the days since I’ve saw your face&lt;br /&gt;take my heart and keep it by you side.&lt;br /&gt;hug me tight and never let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been a long time since i came up with a song.&lt;br /&gt;could not sleep.&lt;br /&gt;felt all emo.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;night time star gazing!&lt;br /&gt;i love muffins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115723800452539649?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115723800452539649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115723800452539649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115723800452539649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115723800452539649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/09/these-hands.html' title='these hands.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115662620876690972</id><published>2006-08-26T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T14:03:28.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back Mr Jansen.</title><content type='html'>poof. VAMOOSE to that previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to normal. thank goodness. ahh. the sweet sweet saccharine taste of freedom. (: one month of fishing, sleeping, eating, drinking, shitting, suppering, but most importantly, its time to catch up with those buds man. long time no see, long time no talk. well i guess i'll see ya'll soon huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.just watched benchwarmers.quite an okay show, wondered why it got that many negative comments.hah.unrealistic, but i guess that's what movies are about huh?stuff people can't do in reality, people create a own world of their own, where people can do whatever the poop they want. coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about movies. perhaps i'd like to be the one writing the story.featuring Mr james, Nigel james,2 beautiful girls, and one hell of a love story.(okay i'll leave the rest to your imagination). &lt;br /&gt;but somehow i guess we're all writing a movie of our own huh? our movie, our life story, the decisions we make,the shit that we go through,our little "sugar sweet" moments. hah, imagine how bloody long the roll of film would be man.(enough film for you to wipe that butt for another 70-80 years.) a camera rolling non-stop for about 70-80 years? cool shat. okay okay, i better stop my philosophical shat here man.hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a nice slow day like that phatwoman said. felt like an australian. i always picture them looking at their watches at 4:59pm going, " TIME TO HEAD HOME, MATE." , hurrying to close their shops and stuff. rolling off in their convertable, heading to the beach to admire the SUN.(THE SUN IS NOT A MONSTER FRIENDS!)(haha, pardon me, too affected by benchwarmers.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the D.K.T gang came. had our usually game of soccer on the ps2. the older we become, the lazier. we hardly even play real soccer now. that's not good. not good at all. my 2 meatloaves and 6 ice cubes will still come.yeah.they'll come.muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and phatwoman went crazy, sorting songs. she sent me a total of 43 songs. holy cow.moo.beat that kids. it's the world record for most number of songs sent in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. current kind of music i'm hooked on is bossanova,mellow mellow music,jazzy jazzy music. it's DA SHAT man. beautiful music. ahh. wished i had taken up a musical instrument when i was young. oh well.i'll stick to my minimal guitar and piano skills.hahaha.pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell, one of the few posts without pictures.words look sexy sexy today.i like.okay enjoy reading words kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115662620876690972?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115662620876690972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115662620876690972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115662620876690972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115662620876690972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/welcome-back-mr-jansen.html' title='welcome back Mr Jansen.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115569946217674256</id><published>2006-08-15T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T20:37:42.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strangers.</title><content type='html'>Lovers they once used to be,&lt;br /&gt;Separated by what seemed to be,&lt;br /&gt;An unsuitable key ,&lt;br /&gt;The unopened door seemed to agree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What they did?&lt;br /&gt;Closed that lid,&lt;br /&gt;Ignore.&lt;br /&gt;Hell, they don’t even talk no more.&lt;br /&gt;From what used to be,&lt;br /&gt;Strangers now  I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-emokid-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115569946217674256?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115569946217674256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115569946217674256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115569946217674256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115569946217674256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/strangers.html' title='Strangers.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115547920797664356</id><published>2006-08-13T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T07:26:47.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hard to breathe ,&lt;br /&gt;feels like floating.&lt;br /&gt;so full of love my heart’s exploding&lt;br /&gt;mouth is dry,&lt;br /&gt;hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;my heart is yours for the taking&lt;br /&gt;acting weird,&lt;br /&gt;not myself&lt;br /&gt;dancing around like the keebler elf&lt;br /&gt;finally time for this poor schlub&lt;br /&gt;to know how it feels to fall in lub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this poem.Gonna recite it to my wife someday.(:haha.&lt;br /&gt;another slacky day gone by.woke up.went to church.ate sushi.went to sleep.woke up again with the intention to study.ended up playing dota with darren and kevin.FOOTMEN FRENZY.LAG YOUR SHAT UP.and now im blogging.That about sums up my day.&lt;br /&gt;i shall go do a test paper after this to keep myself satsified(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apache.by the shadows is a dang nice song.go listen to it people.and an adorable eight year girl can play it on youtube! WOO! find her and marry her. okay i'm kiddin'.by the way if anyone wanna go watch click please let me know. it seems nice.time to watch my money fly and watch a movie.well at least i spend my money wisely, unlike people who waste it on donuts.(eat till you grow real PHAT).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/bettyedit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/bettyedit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i like this picture. (: &lt;br /&gt;expression thru' music.&lt;br /&gt;betty looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandmama's birthday is coming up.on the 19th.time to meet those little cousins.meet those relatives.meet em all.hear them sing and sing and sing.welcome one and all to mass eardrum cells elimination season once again.(:i think i'm obsessed.with ?.?.?.?.oh well.maybe someday.someday.someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fingers are tired.rest well fingers..zz. &lt;br /&gt;._. |: .-. :|.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115547920797664356?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115547920797664356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115547920797664356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115547920797664356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115547920797664356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/hard-to-breathe-feels-like-floating.html' title=''/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115487690878304230</id><published>2006-08-06T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T08:08:28.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A hard day's night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gxqys-f9js"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9gxqys-f9js" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang. This song describes how i feel now. dead tired. but i din do much work today though.HAHA. Watched tokyo drift with yao. nice show.Weird storyline. But nice show.A famous old saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"For the want of a nail, a horseshoe was lost, for the want of a horseshoe a steed was lost,for the want of a steed, the message was not delivered, the message not delivered, the war was lost."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the small things trigger big things huh? So I guess I better start taking care of those small things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studystudystudy.stupid exams are here. &lt;br /&gt;16th,21st,25th.God bless me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115487690878304230?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115487690878304230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115487690878304230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115487690878304230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115487690878304230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/08/hard-days-night.html' title='A hard day&apos;s night.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115424139957518759</id><published>2006-07-29T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T23:36:39.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That thing you do!</title><content type='html'>Crazed over this song now. So i just have to post it. (:&lt;br /&gt;dedicated to all you out there! study hard. play hard. &lt;br /&gt;and to a pig called dee.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-HYjMSxplxI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-HYjMSxplxI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115424139957518759?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115424139957518759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115424139957518759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my puny microphone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJFCelnb1p4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJFCelnb1p4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i gaze up to the heavens above, &lt;br /&gt;All i think about is you.&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you makes me smile so wide that i start showin' off my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when but this feelin' comes over me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my cinderella, my sleeping beauty ,&lt;br /&gt;The girl with a pretty face in my dreams.  x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'm falling,falling,falling in love with you&lt;br /&gt;falling falling falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la la la la la la x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, i just long to be in your arms&lt;br /&gt;right beside you in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;right beside you in your arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115354430716876456?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115354430716876456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115354430716876456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115354430716876456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115354430716876456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/freeze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/freeze.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freeze and drop dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115329419064715234?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115329419064715234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115329419064715234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115329419064715234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://static.flickr.com/23/25822676_789bf55448_t.jpg" style="border:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.duriansmayfall.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; is worth &lt;b&gt;$1301720547061259476090.10&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/"&gt;How much is your blog worth?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115306540421322884?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115306540421322884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115306540421322884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115306540421322884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115306540421322884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/07/sell-my-blog-buy-boat.html' title='Sell my blog, buy a boat.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115229149853790285</id><published>2006-07-07T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:56:27.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder how they're all doing now.</title><content type='html'>enjoy. (: though its not that perfect yet eh.sorry folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlGBpAhodg8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dlGBpAhodg8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sudden thoughts just enter my mind. I wonder how my classmates and the batch of sec 4 2005' are doing now.do well.do good.founder's day would be a good time to catch up with all of em'.i wanna wear a shirt , my flowery pants and my slippers to the dinner.but i guess it would be strongly objected eh?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAH.Betty and Brownie have a husband now. His name is Washburn. This is how he looks like.My new electric guitar.weeeyaaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/electguit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/electguit1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went fishing today.Took my revenge on the fish.The fish that caused me to be stuck in the hospital with a bone in my throat. with a doctor asking my father to pull my tongue will she tries to use a tweezer to remove my bone, instead of doing so, she causes me to puke until my throat turned sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe thats the real reason i go fishing?haha.who knows.I even brought the fish back home and my mama fried it so much that the bones could be eaten together with the fish.yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/little%20bastards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/little%20bastards.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuffed the little bastards into the bottle. MUAHAH. REVENGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.have you met the up and rising new age band?&lt;br /&gt;take a look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/west%20side%20bang1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/west%20side%20bang1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The western union band (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it me you were missing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115229149853790285?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115229149853790285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115229149853790285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115229149853790285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115229149853790285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wonder-how-theyre-all-doing-now.html' title='I wonder how they&apos;re all doing now.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-115167081978874804</id><published>2006-06-30T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T05:43:08.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>strang.//</title><content type='html'>Made a trip to labrador park today.those buggers closed the jetty, bah some works.movin' corals and thangs.no killing of fish today.baah.I ended up looking at the waves, suntanning and uh untying knots.A refreshing experience.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;As I stared blankly at the waters, I noticed a fishing line tangled up to the point of no return ,lying on the floor.Somehow something urged me to pick it up.and so I did.I started fiddlin' with it.haha I fiddled with it for about 30 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I had nothing better to do.as I was fiddling with it, thoughts started floating about in my mind.The more I pulled,the more complicated the knot got.Slowly but steadily I removed the little knots and tangles,one by one,slowly,the tangles disappeared and the tangles started untangling themselves.I must say I feel I'm an impatient person but I'm happy to have learnt this life lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Our life is like a piece of string,when we are not careful,it gets tangled up in all kinds of knots,all kinds of problems.But with perserverence,patience and time,it can be untangled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must learn to solve one problem at a time, and surely the other problems will get solved by themselves".Like some fisheman once said to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// After much fiddling, the fishing line that was once tangled up in all kinds of knots was now untangled.Patience, something we all must cultivate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel this life goes by so fast,too fast I must say.People go rushing about,doing their daily chores,work etc. Caring about nothing else.I feel sometimes we should all take a step back and enjoy this life.Take time to heal yourself, from all the stress and pressure in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/CRIM0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/CRIM0015.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and guess what i found there?a piece of leaved rolled up,tied with a piece of string,with a burnt tip.someone used the leaf to smoke.haha nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/CRIM0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/CRIM0022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Untie the small knots and the big knots will untie themselves."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115167081978874804?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115167081978874804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115167081978874804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115167081978874804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115167081978874804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/strang.html' title='strang.//'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115117001392926032</id><published>2006-06-24T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:34:29.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCHOOL IS STARTING,</title><content type='html'>Damn. Back to school. MSTs on the way. God bless me.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly I feel like fishing, going back to the good old lab park.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.Till the next holidays or maybe someday after poly i might just go &lt;br /&gt;there myself.muahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match of Germany against Sweden just ended. 2-0. bwahhuahua.&lt;br /&gt;but i still support ma dear ol' Brazil! yahoo.&lt;br /&gt;c'mon fat ron' you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. We finally Geisha-ed today.Turnout was horrible&lt;br /&gt;amelia pang.gaelan goo.darren chan.bah.A rather touching show i must say.&lt;br /&gt;145mins.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/gandtedit.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/gandtedit.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm falling asleep. &lt;br /&gt;snore.&lt;br /&gt;Bartender, G&amp;T on the rocks.&lt;br /&gt;get drunk.get wasted.&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves. Until one day there are none. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115117001392926032?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115117001392926032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115117001392926032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115117001392926032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115117001392926032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/school-is-starting.html' title='SCHOOL IS STARTING,'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115090967607716351</id><published>2006-06-21T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:07:56.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Till our hair turns white.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQYXH-1TPIw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uQYXH-1TPIw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uQYXH-1TPIw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till our hair turns white.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for my future wife.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dui mian de nu hai kan guo lai. wowowo.&lt;br /&gt;are you an angel from above? wowowo.&lt;br /&gt;the hazel eyes, long brown hair&lt;br /&gt;the pretty face and well-tanned skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you lord for sending this angel down&lt;br /&gt;she must've been your masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;a silent prayer i say to you,&lt;br /&gt;to show my heartfelt gratitute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowowo.Pretty pretty pretty girl&lt;br /&gt;won't you stay here by my side?&lt;br /&gt;till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;till our hair turns white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowowo.&lt;guitar&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we would have our very own boat &lt;br /&gt;to sail us down the sparkling waters&lt;br /&gt;wasting time together&lt;br /&gt;creating fond memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowowo.Pretty pretty pretty girl&lt;br /&gt;won't you stay here by my side?&lt;br /&gt;till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;till our hair turns white&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till our hair turns white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOEVER YOU ARE MY CINDERLLA.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS FOR YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115090967607716351?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115090967607716351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115090967607716351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115090967607716351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115090967607716351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/till-our-hair-turns-white.html' title='Till our hair turns white.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-115083972928651784</id><published>2006-06-20T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T14:53:43.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SCARS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPA ROACH;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;You're making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And me scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;Against my own advice&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassion is in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever come around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;And I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;Go fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;And my scars remind us that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always wondered why people would post song lyrics on their blogs.&lt;br /&gt;well well I understand now.&lt;br /&gt;A song applicable to me, with much meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/malboro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/malboro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hip-hop radio is like Malboro Light.&lt;br /&gt;Keep puffing till your lips turn white.&lt;br /&gt;Keep listenin' till your ear drums hurt.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115083972928651784?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115083972928651784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115083972928651784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115083972928651784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115083972928651784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/scars.html' title='SCARS.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115057697682603222</id><published>2006-06-17T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:42:56.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MINER JANSEN HAS ARRIVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/minerjansen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/minerjansen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MINER JANSEN HAS ARRIVED.&lt;br /&gt;THE MINER'S MOTTO , &lt;blockquote&gt;EVERYTHING OR NOTHING&lt;/blockquote&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SOMEDAY I'LL FIND GOLD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayokay, i'm just foolin' around with my torch light which can be strapped on the head.amusing little thing.Bought it quite long ago with Kevin as one of the fishing equipments but i guess we didn't really use it.oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Whats wrong with me these days.Bah the world cup fever has got to me, sleeping at 7am waking up at 3 or 4pm.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Goodness this lifestyle has got to stop.NEED TO STUDY!MST is in 8 days time.Need to lock myself up in the room.bahbahbahbah.But seriously I wonder how life would be like as a miner.Diggin' all day long.hoohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today.Hmm.Had alot of "oldmanolddays" thinking, I start to feel old as I remember times I used to spend with friends, like that esther lin,amusin' little girl.HAHA the stupid things I used to chat with her on the phone about.And all the primary 6 days.HO. The time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are more or less settled now, issues concerning my love life.AHH.Peace at last, but I wonder how you're doing.DO WELL EH?Think I better stop being sucha EMO KID.I DON'T WANNA END UP LIKE THAT PHATWOMAN.HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellwell even thought about my ice cream days, though it was only a week my colleagues were pretty nice people.Haha Dry ice fun.Ice cream stealing.Maybe I'll start working for Benny again.hahaha Tian's favourite boss.(that ass got fired after 6 or 7 days?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/Picture%2055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/Picture%2055.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO MUG.TARS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115057697682603222?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115057697682603222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115057697682603222' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115057697682603222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115057697682603222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/miner-jansen-has-arrived.html' title='MINER JANSEN HAS ARRIVED!'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20894711.post-115042102827134647</id><published>2006-06-15T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T18:31:53.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's melody.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/piano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/piano.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Intoxicated'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMMsebauQcI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YMMsebauQcI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="600" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Life is a melody, strum your way through.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115042102827134647?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115042102827134647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115042102827134647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115042102827134647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115042102827134647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/lifes-melody.html' title='Life&apos;s melody.'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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-20894711.post-115013897632061642</id><published>2006-06-12T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T12:17:06.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats happening to this world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/rain.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/rain.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The blind asks, does the rain fall in threads or droplets? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feeling as though I were blind.Though I've got my eyes to see.&lt;br /&gt;Living in my world of darkness.All alone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening to the world?Its turning into a scary place.Somedays i wake up thinking its a beautiful place, a perfect place for us , the puny little humans.&lt;br /&gt;Somedays i wake up feeling so tired of everything.Tests,Exams,Love,Life.Everything.&lt;br /&gt;These are the days I start going round exploring places.Places away from everyone.Isolated.I guess thats the only place where I can find my place of refuge.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I can just sit back and gaze blankly at the beautiful scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A recently found place.West Coast road.Teban Gardens.It made me realise how &lt;strong&gt;Huge&lt;/strong&gt; our &lt;strong&gt;Little&lt;/strong&gt; Singapore is that I haven't been to certain places like this before.The raindrops were fallin' on me that day.Felt as though I was crying from the inside.My raindrops, my teardrops from heaven, which makes me start feelin' gloomy every rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably something I would like to do before I die is to travel to each and every single one of these magical places, filled with so much peace,brimming with water,overflowing.The music of waves or just the pretty pretty sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/1600/tebang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/205/2106/320/tebang.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Filled with so much peace,brimming with water,overflowing"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20894711-115013897632061642?l=duriansmayfall.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/feeds/115013897632061642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20894711&amp;postID=115013897632061642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115013897632061642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20894711/posts/default/115013897632061642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://duriansmayfall.blogspot.com/2006/06/whats-happening-to-this-world.html' title='&lt;strong&gt;whats happening to this world.&lt;/strong&gt;'/><author><name>nigel.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01502407396264779016</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>
