<?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-9669954</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:32:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-kirann...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9669954.post-112599704869602216</id><published>2005-09-06T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T16:57:28.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whooops!!!!</title><content type='html'>yo sorraye everyone.. its been MONTHS since my last post man.. totally neglected my blog... anyway, lemme get ya'll up to speed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiight, currently i'm in Singapore Polytechnic.. Mechanical Engineering Course..&lt;br /&gt;Maxwell Mighty Reds Number 14.. play all over the field... wherever my coach wants me...&lt;br /&gt;made a coupla new frens from poly : Hafiz, Rajiv, Ryhan, Shaik, Ibrahim, Jin, Christina, Wei Da, and much much more..&lt;br /&gt;joining Youth Flying Club soon enuff.. (jez got interview date)&lt;br /&gt;havent got a warning letter for my school yet.. so im happy&lt;br /&gt;almost into exam and test week here in SP..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;news in the family:&lt;br /&gt;keisha's started O level year.. best of luck to her&lt;br /&gt;nisha's still an irritant..&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Chandran's getting married to aunty Amy in Nov/Dec&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ganesh and Aunty Renu are expecting 2nd Child by 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides all these points, my life's basically the same... so, looking forward to more posts coming up as time goes on.. so stay posted!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-112599704869602216?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/112599704869602216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=112599704869602216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/112599704869602216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/112599704869602216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/09/whooops.html' title='whooops!!!!'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111735258168239562</id><published>2005-05-29T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T15:43:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVERPOOL.. till death do us part...</title><content type='html'>the best damn game i've seen in my whole life... here's the story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set 4 alarm clocks so that i would die-die wake up for the 2.35am game... turned on the telly... at the start.. less than a minute... milan scores... paolo maldini volleys a beautiful shot in... DAMN! "things are not looking good" i said... and wad do you know.. by the end of the first half, we were 3 frigging goals behind... 3-0... by this time, my head was in my hands... my glass of cold milo left untouched out of sheer lack of appetite and disbelief... started thinking to myself.. no.. this can't be.. the fans, all over the world deserve SO much more than this... liverpool are too much better to go down in the finals like this... but i watched on... with gritted teeth and clenched fists, i watched as AC milan continued to desecrate us.. and then... the 6mins and 40 seconds of absolute beatiful football ever displayed... gerrard took riise's cross spectacularly with a header and hit it over Dida right into the net... that was all... our hopes grew.. our voices grew louder... there was still that small chance.. liverpool still had the chance to take the title home... but it was still 3-1... and then.. vladimir smicer rammed the ball right into the net past the keeper's fingers to make it 3-2... by this time, i was overcome... in disbelief and relief, with new hope raging like an inferno in my heart, i got down on my knees and turned to god... "we can do this.. we will do this.. we will be the champions"... next up, gerrard dashed right into the penalty box and... was hacked down... PENALTY PENALTY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PENALTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i was jumping for joy! so close to tears... the sheer magnitude of the situation hit me like an eighteen wheeler doing 200 miles an hour.. alonso stepped up to the penalty spot... my heart was in my throat. still on my knees i cried out one last time to god.. "you've given us the strength we need to get this far.. please, dont deny us now"... alonso took the shot.. dida dived... he saved it... it rebounded... right back to alonso... he chipped it... RIGHT INTO THE BACK OF THE NET... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3-3!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i went yelling and screaming into the early morning sky... choruses of "LIVERPOOL, LIVERPOOL" resonating through mugliston.. liverpool, carried on fighting like soldiers, with nothing to lose.. their heart and determination all out on the line.. they held on.. pulled through.. all the way past extra-time... to penalty-kicks... first guy up, serghinho was distracted by dudek's attempts to make himself look bigger than the goal post.. and ballooned the ball right into the stands.. hamann converted his with a slight hesitation.. next, dudek did a "goblaar-like" shimmy before saving the next penalty kick before Cisse slotted his penalty past dida, and then began to arouse the liverpool fans.. encouraging them to sing louder.. and prouder.. score.. 2-0 to liverpool... milan score their next kick but riise's shot was Just blocked by Dida... then, both kaka and vladimir smicer scored their spot-kicks making the score 3-2 to liverpool... and then... andriiy chevchenko stepped up to the plate.. with batted breath, i watched on as he lined up his shot.. dudek shimmied his legs again.. trying to distract the world class striker... chevchenko struck the ball hard towards the middle.. dudek dived right but his hand immediately  stretched from in between his legs and deflected the ball... that was it.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EVERYTHING ERUPTED!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the fans at istanbul, all the fans around the whole world, and me sitting on the couch... jumped up and yelled my head off.... WE HAD WON!! LIVERPOOL FOOTBALL CLUB from the humble streets of mersyside had won their 5th CHampion's League Finals... it was incredible... we had won.. we had beat off world class teams like chelsea, juventus and now AC Milan to cement our place as the champions of europe.. the feeling was unbelievable... looking at half time, and how we were being dominated by milan... it would seem like a loong-shot for liverpool to pull out of the match with less than a 5-0 thrashing.. i had frens who supported other teams telling me to give up and hit the sack after the 3-0 scoreline.. but i, as well as all the other liverpool fans throughout the globe stuck right by our team.. straight on to victory... LIVERPOOL FC.. the UEFA CHampions League Champions of 2005 after an unbelievable match that left me in tears of sheer gratitude and joy... now, this is why i've been supporting this club since i was 5 years old... anyway.. here's the lyrics of the liverpool song so that everyone around the world can share our glory and triumph after almost certain defeat.. here's my tribute to the soldiers in red for their out standing performance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll Never Walk Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When you walk, through a storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hold your head up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And don't be afraid of the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;At the end of the storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Is a golden sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And the sweet silver song of a lark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walk on through the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walk on through the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Though your dreams be tossed and blown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walk on... Walk on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;With hope in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And you'll never walk alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll Never Walk Alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walk on... Walk on...&lt;br /&gt;With hope in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And you'll never walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll Never Walk Alone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111735258168239562?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111735258168239562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111735258168239562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111735258168239562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111735258168239562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/05/liverpool-till-death-do-us-part.html' title='LIVERPOOL.. till death do us part...'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111600136208301919</id><published>2005-05-14T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T00:22:42.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought of the day...</title><content type='html'>we always desperately want the things (or people) we can never get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111600136208301919?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111600136208301919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111600136208301919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111600136208301919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111600136208301919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/05/thought-of-day.html' title='thought of the day...'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111510359202058481</id><published>2005-05-03T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:07:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Twista feat. Faith Evans - Hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1 (Twista)]&lt;br /&gt;I wish the way I was living could stop, serving rocks,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing the cops is hot when Im on the block,&lt;br /&gt;And I wish my brother woulda made bail,&lt;br /&gt;So I wont have to travel 6 hours to see him in jail,&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Wish that my grandmother wasnt sick,&lt;br /&gt;Or that we would just come up on some stacks and hit a lick,&lt;br /&gt;And I (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;Wish my homies wouldnt have to suffer,&lt;br /&gt;When the streets get the upper hand on us and we lose a brother,&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could go deep in a zone,&lt;br /&gt;And lift the spirits of the world with the words with in this song,&lt;br /&gt;And I (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could teach a soul to fly,&lt;br /&gt;Take away the pain outcha hands and help you hold them high,&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Wish my hommie Butch was still alive&lt;br /&gt;And on the day of his death we had never took that ride,&lt;br /&gt;And I (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;Wish God could protect us from the wrong&lt;br /&gt;So that all the soldiers that were sent overseas come home&lt;br /&gt;We will never break, though they devastate, we shall motivate,&lt;br /&gt;And we gotta pray, all we got is faith.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of thinking about who gonna die to day,&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is gonna help you feel better, so you aint gotta cry today.&lt;br /&gt;Sit at the light so long,&lt;br /&gt;And then we gotta move straight forward, cuz we fight so strong,&lt;br /&gt;So when right go wrong,&lt;br /&gt;Just say a little prayer, get ya money man, life goes on!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lets HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (Faith Evans)]&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Im hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,&lt;br /&gt;Take this music and use it&lt;br /&gt;Let it take you away,&lt;br /&gt;And be hopeful (hopeful) and he will make a way&lt;br /&gt;I know it aint easy but thats okay.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hopeful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2 (Twista)]&lt;br /&gt;I wish that you could show some love,&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hatin so much when you see some other people comin up (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could teach the world to sing,&lt;br /&gt;Watch the music and have em trippin of the joy I bring, (shiit)&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could hold hands,&lt;br /&gt;Listen instead of dissin lessons from a grown man,&lt;br /&gt;And I (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;Wish the families that lack, but got love, get some stacks&lt;br /&gt;Brand new shack and a lack that’s on dubs,&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Wish we could keep achieving wonders,&lt;br /&gt;See the vision of the world through the eyes of Stevie Wonder, (you feel me)&lt;br /&gt;(I wish)&lt;br /&gt;And I hope all the kids eat,&lt;br /&gt;And dont nobody in my family see six feet, (ya dig)&lt;br /&gt;I hope them mothers staying strong,&lt;br /&gt;You can make it whether you with him or your mans gone,&lt;br /&gt;And I (I wish)&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could give every celly some commissary,&lt;br /&gt;And the po po bring the heat on them priest like they did R. Kelly,&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;Wish that DOC could scream again&lt;br /&gt;And bullets could reverse so Pac and Biggie breath again, (shit)&lt;br /&gt;(I wish)&lt;br /&gt;Then one day they could speak again,&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we only saw good news every time we look at CNN&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could never get the blues,&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could bring back the people that died, Eddy too&lt;br /&gt;I wish that we could walk a path, stay doin the right thing&lt;br /&gt;Hustle hard so the kids maintain up in the game,&lt;br /&gt;Lets HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (Faith Evans)]&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Im hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,&lt;br /&gt;Take this music and use it&lt;br /&gt;Let it take you away,&lt;br /&gt;And be hopeful (hopeful) and he will make a way&lt;br /&gt;I know it aint easy but thats okay.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hopeful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 3 (Twista)]&lt;br /&gt;Wish the earth wasnt so apocalyptic,&lt;br /&gt;I try to spread my message to the world the best way I can give it,&lt;br /&gt;We can make it always so optimistic,&lt;br /&gt;If you dont listen gotta live my life the best way I can live it,&lt;br /&gt;I pray for justice when we go to court,&lt;br /&gt;Wish it was all good so the country never even went to war&lt;br /&gt;Why cant we kick it and just get em on,&lt;br /&gt;And in the famous words of Mr. King.. Why cant we all just get along,&lt;br /&gt;Or we can find a better way to shop and please,&lt;br /&gt;And I Hope we find a better way to cop a keys,&lt;br /&gt;And I Wish everybody would just stop and freeze,&lt;br /&gt;And ask way are we fulfillin these downfalls and prophecies,&lt;br /&gt;You can be wrong if its you doubting,&lt;br /&gt;With the faith of a mustard seed you can move mountains,&lt;br /&gt;And only the heavenly father can ease the hurt,&lt;br /&gt;Just let it go and keep prayin on your knees in church!!&lt;br /&gt;And lets HOPE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (Faith Evans) X2]&lt;br /&gt;Cuz Im hopeful, yes I am, hopeful for today,&lt;br /&gt;Take this music and use it&lt;br /&gt;Let it take you away,&lt;br /&gt;And be hopeful (hopeful) and he will make a way&lt;br /&gt;I know it aint easy but thats okay.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we hopeful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111510359202058481?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111510359202058481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111510359202058481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111510359202058481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111510359202058481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/05/song-of-moment.html' title='Song of the moment'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111469720564386358</id><published>2005-04-28T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T22:06:45.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title necessary</title><content type='html'>FINALLY!! ahaha, got a computer in my room!! a toshiba laptop tho', but with internet, so its frigging AWESOME!    downloading tonnes of songs now, and installing even more software that i can't live without.. msn messenger.. so i'll be online almost 24/7 readi lah, since i got the adapter.. its seriously like a CPU lah.. ooohh weee!! hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the past four days straight i've been playing soccer and soccer and soccer mann.. its been shiok.. straining every muscle and then doing it all over again the next day.. can't ask for nothing more.. i'm hooked on the beautiful game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, i've been like, damn good boi the past week.. staying at home Every-Friggin-Day.. well, almost.. therefore, i have almost nothing to write about! so, i guess, until next time.. when i have better things to write, i'll say, catch ya on da flipside..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111469720564386358?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111469720564386358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111469720564386358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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absolutely FUNNY! mom was such a joker lah! haha.. suddenly, outta the blue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had jalan kayu prata brunch (breakfast+lunch) and met gramps for a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 3.30, headed off to zion road... great world city. met nish and rukesh (happy man!) and chilled at his place for a while. at 6 alreadi we headed off to Mohd Sultan road.. stopped off at 7-11 for nisha to get a mashed potato.. then, watched this group of people doing a movie stunt in the middle of the road involving a van speeding and screeching to a stop and a man with elbow and knee bads falling onto a couple of mattresses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went into Cheeky Monkey's and got down to some pool.. 5-9 was free pool session.. so, met Slut.. played more pool... had a sorta winner-stays-on tournament...&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;finished 4 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;JUGS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;of bourban coke and had 4 ciggy sticks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to ammar's place once we were done there.. split with ruky and slut.. brought nish home in the cab before taking off to serangoon north. met ammar at the coffee shop and had carrot cake for dinner. went up to his crib for some desperate housewives and Las vegas, with some pepsi and famous amos... yeah gabrielle!!! hahaz.. gotta wake up early for my medical check-up... so stay posted and catch u on da flipside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111383830341628302?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111383830341628302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;how do i show you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;how do i let you know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;why can't you ever see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;standing here on my own?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;was i just led on?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;was anything genuine?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;how is it that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i cried my heart out to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and you just push me away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there's always someone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;there's always gonna be someone better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;maybe i should give up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;what i say will never matter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;but through all the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it brings me to tears&lt;br /&gt;knowing how i used to feel&lt;br /&gt;was never for real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it was all a lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;all the pain inside, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;was all because of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.............................. do i believe myself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111353259940405815?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111353259940405815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111353259940405815&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111353259940405815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111353259940405815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/04/time-wont-heal-me.html' title='time won&apos;t heal me'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111353303187513149</id><published>2005-04-14T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T10:43:51.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mario - Let Me Love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm ..... Mmmmm.... Yeah....Mmmmm....Yeah, Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm...Yeah....Mmmm..... Yeah, Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;br /&gt;Baby I just don't get it&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy being hurt?&lt;br /&gt;I know you smelled the perfume, the make-up on his shirt&lt;br /&gt;You don't believe his stories&lt;br /&gt;You know that they're all lies&lt;br /&gt;Bad as you are, you stick around and I just don't know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was ya man (baby you)&lt;br /&gt;Never worry bout (what I do)&lt;br /&gt;I'd be coming home (back to you)&lt;br /&gt;Every night, doin' you right&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)&lt;br /&gt;Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;br /&gt;Baby good love and protection&lt;br /&gt;Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;br /&gt;Listen&lt;br /&gt;Your true beauty's description looks so good that it hurts&lt;br /&gt;You're a dime plus ninety-nine and it's a shame&lt;br /&gt;Don't even know what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere you go they stop and stare&lt;br /&gt;Cause you're bad and it shows&lt;br /&gt;From your head to your toes,&lt;br /&gt;Out of control, baby you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was ya man (baby you)&lt;br /&gt;Never worry bout (what I do)&lt;br /&gt;I'd be coming home (back to you)&lt;br /&gt;Every night doin' you right&lt;br /&gt;You're the type of woman (deserves good thangs)&lt;br /&gt;Fistful of diamonds (hand full of rings)&lt;br /&gt;Baby you're a star (I just want to show you, you are)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;br /&gt;Ooh Baby good love and protection&lt;br /&gt;Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;You deserve better girl (you know you deserve better)&lt;br /&gt;We should be together girl (baby)&lt;br /&gt;With me and you it's whatever girl, hey!&lt;br /&gt;So can we make this thing ours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;You should let me love you&lt;br /&gt;Let me be the one to give you everything you want and need&lt;br /&gt;Baby good love and protection&lt;br /&gt;Make me your selection&lt;br /&gt;Show you the way love's supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;Baby you should let me love you, love you, love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me love you that's all you need baby&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111353303187513149?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9669954.post-111328493206932806</id><published>2005-04-12T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T13:48:52.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeehaw.. excitement</title><content type='html'>sorri for the lack of postings for the last coupla days... ehehe.. sorri, but my cousin came down from India so i was  spending some time with her and re-visiting all the interesting places in Singapore.. lemme hit u with some details...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday, 4th April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see, walked up in the pouring rain to my grandmothers house with my mom.. met my cousin, Mala there... we took the NEL mrt down to lil' India, met up with my father and we had a nice Komala Villa's lunch.. after that, rain cleared up so we headed on down to the Singapore Zoological Gardens. we managed to cover the whole zoo, and caught a couple of shows... saw tonnes of skilled animals.. my favourite was the white tigers lah, prancing around in all their majesty... anyways.. had real fun lah with my mom and my cuz, we were laughing all the way coz i was their tour guide with a horrible australian accent... lolx.. got some nice photos there too.. remind me to show you guys one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wednesday, 6th April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, went to aunty francis' house.. picked Mala up and drove down to the Singapore Science Centre with Uncle Ravi, Aunty Francis, Ashwini n Prisha.. on arrival, we headed straight for the Roller-Coaster Simulation ride.. it was quite lame as i had done it tonnes of times before but the kids realli enjoyed it... cute lil Prisha, who was terrified at first, said she wanted to go again once the ride was done.. we then bought some tickets to see the show, "Mysteries of the Nile" in the Omnitheatre.. Aunty Francis and Mala nearly got sick from seeing all the flashing images over the TOO big screen.. anyways, after that, we got bored of the place so we ditched it and went next door to snow city.. this was when the real fun started.. we all went sliding down the slope on rubber tires, either separately, in pairs, or with the whole row of us holding hands and plunging down in the -5C temperature..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all then piled back into the car (after drying off of course) and adjourned back to the zoo, but this time for the Night Safari.. we went walking about, took the tram, and watched a few shows... there was this one part in the mangrove swamp walk where we could walk into the enclosure and get up close and personal with the animals.. anyway, we were all walking, me in front with Prisha, Mala and Ashwini right behind us when suddenly, this Big HUGE bat fly right infront of us, screeching its lungs out and brushed past my face with its wings..i almost got deaf as my three companions all let out bloodcurdling screams and i felt as mala's nails dug rite into my skin.. OUCH! haha, but over all, it was a very fun experience&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thursday, 7th April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.. today, went to the gym by myself at around 7... did some working out then headed back home.. showered up and changed before heading out with nisha to city hall.. we met Mala, Uncle Chandran and Aunty Amy at the esplanade before going to Uncle Ganesh's office for lunch... met up with him and Aunty Renu at the Ganges Restaurant and we had nice Indian Buffet lunch spread.. we said our good byes to the Ganeshes and took a train down to Harbour Front.. after a hilarious hunt for the cable car station, we finally clamboured aboard and headed on down to the Island Paradise, SENTOSA! first, we went to the Underwater World.. saw some kewl fishes and underwater animals.. and managed to touch some manta rays and Star fishes.. there was one funny part when i was walking to the exit and minding my own business when a woman i have never see in my life suddenly pulled me to stand next to her as some guy took our picture.. haha! i was so stunned that i was forced to comply! hope i dont get hit with some voodo black magic when she goes back to her home country.. :)    carrying on, we took a bus down to the dolphin lagoon.. me and aunty amy played in the sea whilst waiting for the show to begin.. we were having a gd time jumping over waves and seeing who could throw their coconut further into the ocean.. after that, caught the dolphin show before proceeding to watch the Musical Fountain show... went for a pizza dinner at Spizza  before heading on home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday, 11th April&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, went to the gym, but this time with mom... worked out for an hour and a half before showering up and bringing Mala to the Jurong Bird Park.&lt;br /&gt;we were able to catch a lotta shows as there was one every half an hour.. saw the birds of prey show, the All Stars show, the Pelican chit chat and other stuff... saw different varieties of birds like eagles, falcons, hawks, ostriches, flamingos, parrots, owls etc... bought myself a kewl cow boy hat.. haha.. its kewl ok!?? i think...  anyway, had some unique experiences.. like having dozens of Lories (small multi-coloured birds) on my arms trying to drink a cup of juice outta the palm of my hand... had some cheeky ones landing on my shoulders and nipping my ear lobes.. one even landed on my hat! ahaha..it was great! but they really dug their claws into my skin... and their bites were vice-like! we all took tonnes of pictures, and even saw the great Jurong Waterfall.. the largest man-made waterfall in the world!! we all headed back home after that.. managed to squeeze in about a half an hour of soccer before heading home.. had an awesome dinner of 100 noodles, then watched tv through the nite..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weell, that was all that happened the last couple of days.. hope they've explained my absence from the blogging world for so long.. peace out all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111328493206932806?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111328493206932806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111328493206932806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111328493206932806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111328493206932806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeehaw-excitement.html' title='yeehaw.. excitement'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111232413064616254</id><published>2005-04-01T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:55:30.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one step closer to the edge...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;These are the places that i can feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Torn from my body, my flesh it peels...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;During this ride we can cut up what we like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Waiting alone I cannot resist...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Feeling this hate I have never missed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Please someone give me a reason to peel off my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOOD IT IS POURING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9669954.post-111232372541709268</id><published>2005-04-01T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T10:48:45.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredesome week</title><content type='html'>this whole week i've been making like a good lil boy and staying put at home... a lot! i have no idea why! haha.. anyways, SCC soccer trials are coming up tomorrow... training harder than ever... left foot in-swinging crosses are coming bout smoothly.. speed steadily being tested... gawd.. have to be on top form on saturday.. nothing to it but to do it eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, week's been dragging itself slowly by... yesterday was one of the only eventful days i have to say.. went to J8 with keish and nish.. went to watch "be cool", on its opening day summore.. it was friggin HILARIOUS! a must see show for everyone out there.. anyways, after that, met up with rukesh, and keish departed for her sports day thingy.. we went walking round.. nish bought like a TONNE of things.. i left early to go for pool training though... went to Ong's..met kula.. we finally beat Ah Tiong lah, so im happy.. ruk and nish met us again and we did a bitta 2-on-2.. we could have won if only we didnt pot in all the 8-balls so early on in the match.. hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played a bitta soccer at 6 plus.. did mostly juggling.. and curling (crossing)... and dribbling too! after that, came home, ate dinner and watched TV..watched "my wife and kids", raven, AFV and the OC... new season.. i guess that was all, before i went off to sleep..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111232372541709268?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9669954.post-111180659418270656</id><published>2005-03-26T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:09:54.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday</title><content type='html'>hmmm.. had at least 3 hrs of sleep.. after lenten vigil, and all the fags and booze, couldnt squeeze much sleep in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, woke up and studied science.. im still without food.. stomach churning... bout 12 o clock, my whole family watched the story of good friday performed by just one guy on this vcd... his acting is like damn good lah, full of passion and conviction.. after that got changed up and headed to SVDP... went for the good friday mass and it was packed like heck.. sat with darren and daryl.. there was this damn cute lil boy in front of us, playing hide and seek with daryl... then after that he showed his fist to him like some pikia.. farnie.. laughing throughout the whole mass coz the woman behind us was like singing, i mean croaking, all the hymns... hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i rushed home and went out to play soccer.. had a solid match, tho' i was getting a bit weaker by the minute.. ben was on the top of his game lah, dribbling till the cows come home.. anywaays, after the match, karthik, jhawn, ben and myself had a chat.. then gaylie joined us, and we chatted some more.. jhawn is jez too funny lah.. cracks everyone up... so, once we were done, we all headed home.. at nite, still didnt eat.. drank plenty of water, and watched american idol and survivor... wah, finally Ulong won a reward challenge but still had to visit tribal council... sian! ahaha, ok that was about it.. jez one more day of hunger and easter lunch will be my reward.. catch ya'll on da flipside..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9669954.post-111169084858828447</id><published>2005-03-25T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:00:48.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maundy thursday</title><content type='html'>today was plain, unadulteratedly boring!!! goodness... woke up at 9... and read the papers and stuff.. slacked the rest of the afternoon... until 3pm... got my biking gear, threw on some linkin park records on kam'z discman and went off to the gym @ seletar country club.. concentrated on upper body today, did bench presses and lifts and stuff.. practiced a lil' 9-ball pool downstairs before heading back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went off to church after  that.. SVDP! hahaz.. the 7am mass was like so unbelievably crowded.. anyways, met tonnes of ppl.. ben, nat, gayle, bona, dave, rafael and all lah... seems so long since i've been there.. anyways, stayed throughout ALL the adoration masses.. had a smoke with kenneth, cheryl, and nat outside the church, near mobil, at about 10+.. then headed back in for more adorations... anyways, after that, me, ben and bona headed off to festival market... ben and bon had some ice-kachang-jelly thing, while i bought an orange vodka from cheers that we all shared.. anyways, after that, rushed home... thnk god im not in trouble... YET! ahaha.. came back soo damn late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now im back.. did a bitta science, and wrote the song that you can view below... hahaa.. and then wrote this posting... glad to keep ya'll updated.. ahah, like ya'll care! k lah, nite all... i gotta rest up coz tmr i start on my 2 day fast before easter... lord help me!! hahaa.. peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111169084858828447?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111169084858828447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111169084858828447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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listening to Linkin Park's Live in Texas Version of One Step Closer... hahaz so spare me some time and check it out aiight...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TORN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Seeing you, my heart can never fail&lt;br /&gt;to beat, ba-beat, ba-beat off the richter scale&lt;br /&gt;standing close to you, its ecstacy inside&lt;br /&gt;hoping u'll be mine at the turn of the tide&lt;br /&gt;waiting, hoping that someday i can call u my own&lt;br /&gt;coz im sick of standing on the side-line, all alone&lt;br /&gt;but i know it's a fact, i know that its true&lt;br /&gt;i'm never gonna be good enough for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you can't see me, standing in the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;calling out your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everyday, i pray, that there's a glimmer of hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a way to conquer the slope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the never-ending down-hill, its the hardest part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to find the path to yr heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;though it eat me up inside, knowing it will never be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;maybe there's no you and me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I would wait for you forever, till the end of time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the ever-lasting thirst for you to be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you're so close and yet so far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;everyday without you leaves a painful scar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;coz my heart's on fire, my passion's burning bright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wanting to be the one to walk you home at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you're my one and only, but i always knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i'm never gonna be good enough for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can't see me, standing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;calling out your name&lt;br /&gt;everyday, i pray, that there's a glimmer of hope&lt;br /&gt;a way to conquer the slope&lt;br /&gt;the never-ending down-hill, its the hardest part&lt;br /&gt;to find the path to yr heart&lt;br /&gt;though it eat me up inside, knowing it will never be&lt;br /&gt;maybe there's no you and me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why bother, they've said, don't even try&lt;br /&gt;YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE NOT GOOD ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;SHE DESERVES BETTER THAN YOU!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE GONNA FALL, FLAT ON YOUR FACE!&lt;br /&gt;THE HEARTBREAK! SHE'LL NEVER ACCEPT YOU!&lt;br /&gt;JUST GIVE UP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i won't, i'll hold on to that pinnicle of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;coz i'll never stop tryna be yr Mr. Right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;No, i'll never quit tryna be yr perfect guy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;coz i'll try and i'll try and i'll try and I'LL TRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no matter what they've said, I'm gonna persevere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've never met anyone else that i wanna have so near&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tho' the odds are down, the chances are few&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll never stop tryna be good enough for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k, that was all... dunno why i decided to write that oso... but it jez came over me... the nite sky on my face.. thoughts of past, present and future running through my pre-occupied mind... is the song about someone?? haaha, i'll never say.. *grin!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111168905241468406?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111168905241468406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111168905241468406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111168905241468406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111168905241468406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/check-it-out.html' title='check it out...'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111157802902354448</id><published>2005-03-23T19:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T02:47:50.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired...</title><content type='html'>yo all... jez wanted to run by you a song i wrote.. mind you its copyrighted aye... *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TiReD...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chorus:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time ticking away as i work my hands to the bone&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto something i dont even own..&lt;br /&gt;It's tearing me apart, yet you just can't see&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of being the person you want me to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clock comes to a stop in this vast valley of silence&lt;br /&gt;Healing from these scars, the mistakes of defiance&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again, a scream of sheer frustration&lt;br /&gt;Another leader falls with a failure of vocation&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of falling short of all your expectations&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of feeling small from all your degradations&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of all the lies you whisper in my ear,&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of living lives held back by my fears&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of you, condescending me with no remorse..&lt;br /&gt;Enough of you controlling me as time takes its course&lt;br /&gt;No, I won't let you work me like a puppet on strings&lt;br /&gt;You can't keep me from the freedom that liberation brings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verse 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prejudice of society begins to take effect&lt;br /&gt;I'm disgusted by the images the mirrors reflect&lt;br /&gt;Helplessly, I watch as you turn myself against me&lt;br /&gt;Banishing dreams of how i was once strong and free&lt;br /&gt;You manipulate.. mould me into something that i'm not&lt;br /&gt;Regret and retribution shrouding your every thought&lt;br /&gt;My soul diminishes as I let you get into my mind&lt;br /&gt;Dragging me down with you, like the blind leading the blind&lt;br /&gt;So stop trying to change me, I'm tearing up inside&lt;br /&gt;Stop controlling me just to regain your pride&lt;br /&gt;And stop forcing onto me what you want me to believe&lt;br /&gt;These wounds have to heal, so I need you to leave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bridge:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You.... Can't.... Change.... Me....&lt;br /&gt;Leave.... Me.... Be....&lt;br /&gt;Don't.... Take.... Control....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEAVE ME ALONE !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111157802902354448?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111157802902354448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111157802902354448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111157802902354448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111157802902354448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/tired.html' title='tired...'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111147530380038309</id><published>2005-03-22T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T15:08:23.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!</title><content type='html'>yo... after AGES, ive finally updated my blog... coz, jez got my computer fixed up and all... whole hard-drive had to be rebooted.. gawd.. lost all the songs and pics... anyways... past few days havent been that interesting lah... got into S'pore Poly finally.. doing mechanical engineering... 2nd choice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday was quite a kewl day..headed for Chinese Gardens at 12+... cabbed it down to the mrt station and met gareth, vik, tan xiao and navin... headed across to shaun's condo-crib... had a bbq partaye and it was off da hook... had tonnes of fun... causing mass havoc in the swimming pool with games of marco polo n blind treasure hunt... really distrubing the peace, until some old faggard complained to the authorities bout us.. anyways, gareth manned the grill, with his unique and yet delicious marinate of bbq grill sauce, ketchup, butter and water.. the chicken wings, satays and sausages were the best!!! although i onli ate a bit.. was damn funny coz i was helping out at the bbq pit, standing rite in the direction where all the smoke and fumes were blowing, and it was stinging my eyes.. so i put on vik's goggles.. looked like some retard.. but it was fun lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, rushed home.. the parents brought me down to Yio Chu Kang Secondary School and i signed up for the Science O level exam 2005.. signed up for the lab lah mostly coz i would be studying at home... classes are like from 7-10?? on fridays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home, skipped dinner and watched the remaining bit of the LOTR: fellowship in channel 5.. also watched desperate housewives (for some strange reason).... and Las Vegas too! headed to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morning.. woke up at 6.00.. went for my morning run... met navin and josia for a while... talked a bit before they went off to school... did the run in under 12 minutes.. YEAH! haha.. uncle reg came over to fix the comp... had fried rice and choco ice-cream for lunch and dessert respectively, and started to write this post... well you get the idea..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111147530380038309?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111147530380038309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111147530380038309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111147530380038309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111147530380038309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/yay.html' title='yay!'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111039441814112829</id><published>2005-03-10T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T02:53:38.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>under the weather...</title><content type='html'>today was another stay-out-all-day day.. hahaha.. woke up at 7.30 and got outta the house at 8.30??? went with nish in a cab to orchard.. on the way there, we were bored so i called nisha's handphone when she was talking to rukesh and we had a conference.. even tho' my sis was sitting riite next to me.. damn fun lah.. talking bout where we wanna die and about how a lion roars.. (rukesh's impression was darrrnn hilarious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, met up with gareth, vik and tan xiao at far east plaza.. had a BK breakfast, some sausage crossaint thing.. then, for some strange reason, we all went to take a bloody neo-print.. hahaha.. have to say it was damn fun.. pushing each other, jumping ontop of one another, strangling me, posing for 21 different shots.. haha!! after that... went to bugis junction... hung around there for a while.. then crossed the road to bugis street.. the every-day-pasa malam.. dammn cool sial.. had to buy some new clothes for poly life lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here's wat i bought:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) beigish-brown slacks from 77th street..&lt;br /&gt;2) dark-star skater shirt..    )&lt;br /&gt;3) collision course shirt...       }      bugis street&lt;br /&gt;4) element skater shirt...      )&lt;br /&gt;5) brown slacks from peninsular shopping centre..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with anirudh and govind for a while.. at peninsular.. hmmmm, brought them up to the top-floor sport shops to go see the soccer boots, and for govind, a yellow rubber wrist band... once they departed, went to meet chit and chitti downstairs their office.. followed chit to the cricket club.. watched a soccer game on the padang, a soccer game on tv( man u vs AC milan) and talked bout stuff... took a bus 70 home after that.. to get home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, dad had guests over, and uncle reg was here to fix up our comp.. so i learned a little sumthing-sumthing bout dismantling the CPU and removing the hard drive... later on, carried on with my chemistry revision.. called gareth up at 12.30am.. started chatting and composing songs... more like linking his guitar tunes to my song lyrics... we finally put down the fone at 2.30 plus... and now, at 3am, im still awake writing to you guys, telling u bout my "happening day" lolx..! well hope you guys had jez as an eventful day as mine.. once my tag board is up and running, you can tell me bout it.. hahaz.. catchya on the flipside&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111039441814112829?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111039441814112829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111039441814112829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111039441814112829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111039441814112829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/under-weather.html' title='under the weather...'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111025872184364030</id><published>2005-03-08T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T13:12:01.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up quite early, considering i slept at 3?? anyways, read the papers then changed up and headed out.. met karthik at the yishun bus interchange.. got onto the mrt and headed off to woodlands, causeway point..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had kfc lunch and followed karthik to get his fone repaired at the nokia care centre.. hmmmm.. then, we went walking around the mall.. got for myself a styling new billabong jacket form power 9.. the hood is up to my nose la i swear!! went to timezone, playing daytona, air hockey, crazy taxi and time crisis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i had to head off the GH to go get my check up.. thankfully, the doc said that the sprain was healing fast, and that i would be perfectly fine by 2 weeks time.. hmmmm.. took the  NEL back home and met kulz and issey at Ong's for some pool and chicken rice... saw a few ppl at S.T., like Nataniel, Bona, aravin, kenneth.. once we were done, i headed back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite was reaaaal boring.. watched some dumb show about kumar (you know the cross-dresser guy?) once the parents went to sleep, tho, we started acting krayziieee.. videoing on kam'z fone as we did the snap-snap-roll head thingamajig... hahahaz.. stayed up to watch "my wife and kids" then headed off sleep around 2.30... well thats all... sorri my life's so boring ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy this kewl new video though... its linkin park - Kyur 4 th Ich.. (reanimation).. the de dance moves are superb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111025872184364030?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111025872184364030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111025872184364030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111025872184364030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111025872184364030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/woke-up-quite-early-considering-i.html' title=''/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111012793874388662</id><published>2005-03-07T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:52:18.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawnnz</title><content type='html'>k.. today was plain average lah, i hv to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5am for my abdominal exercises.. got readi for church and followed my mum.. kamz was sick, throwing up and all, so she stayed at home.. anyways.. at church met up with charles.. n' ben.. me and charles brought the plastic chairs outta the ava room and we were camping outside the room.. stoning and trying to tahan a 3-page long gospel.. goodness.. anyways after that, met up with the guys for breakfast.. my neighbourhood was selling so i helped out a bit with the stall.. selling food and all.. we waited till like 10?... talking bout dota and warcraft.. when david came, all the guys chowed... i blanjaed nat a choco bar at mobil, cuz wanted to use my atm... then headed on home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh, on reaching home, thats when my boredom started.. tryna find stuff to do... started reading davinci code from the middle of the book, trying to remember physics formulas and stuff, listening to linkin park and simple plan on keish's discman...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, round 4... we went off to SIA sports club.. played 2 hours of SOLID badminton.. although it involved nisha jez standing there while i hit all the shots away (we were  playing doubles.. for me singles la.. ahahaha..) then, went for a swim then hit the gym for a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we all got back home to some lousy dinner.. i watched a bitta tv, then did some chem... until now, i've been stoning lah, chatting on msn and watching Mr. Bean.. bout time i got to bed dont-cha think?? hahaha.. nite-o!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111012793874388662?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111012793874388662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111012793874388662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111012793874388662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111012793874388662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/yawnnz.html' title='Yawnnz'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-111002930702671064</id><published>2005-03-05T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T00:43:50.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mountain after all the valleys</title><content type='html'>aiight all, today was basically awesome.. woke up at 6.30 to go jogging with nisha.. then, got home and did all the abdominal excercises, met hafiz at the bus stop and we went and had a jalan kayu prata- breakfast before walking all the way into the seletar camp to the Singapore Youth Flying Club .. hafiz went to sign up, i jez stoned there and watched.. later on, went to kula's bus-stop to collect my copy of the pre-university application form.. then walking home, we met uncle Chandran. so we went up to pati's house, visited her and chatted bout stuff.. walked home, but straight away went to join kula at Ong's for a pool tournament.. hafiz was off the hook lah, playing like a real pro.. improvement definitely there.. k any way, headed off to yishun for soccer training.. had training match and my team played fantastically la.. haha, im happy coz i got my hat-trick.. haha, and MANY assists.. woohoo.. k then, chionged taxi home, had dinner, watched a bit of "Dave the barbarian" before coming up here and writing this.. lolx.. k then, probably a late nite for me.. but gotta wake up for church.. alamak! k nvm.. catchya on the flipside..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sorry my video's down at the moment.. so is my tag board.. hahahaz.. awww well.. enjoy my links and all that other stuffz..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-111002930702671064?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/111002930702671064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=111002930702671064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111002930702671064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/111002930702671064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/mountain-after-all-valleys.html' title='a mountain after all the valleys'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110968167802853612</id><published>2005-03-01T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:54:38.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sighz*</title><content type='html'>dis might jez be the lowest time of my life.. got a measly 24 for my o levels.. (L1R5)... 18 for L1B4... hmmm.. probably going to Millenia Institute, or do either aeronautics engineering in Singapore Poly or aerospace technology in Ngee Ann.. hmmmm.. got a lot to think about.. lots on my mind.. and im lost in this vast emptyness within me.. WAT IS MISSING FROM MY LIFE, that i have no drive to succeed?? hmmmm.. over and out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110968167802853612?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110968167802853612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110968167802853612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110968167802853612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110968167802853612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/03/sighz.html' title='*sighz*'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110915687028261522</id><published>2005-02-23T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T19:07:50.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHUT UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DON'T WANNA HEAR IT !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GET OUTTA MY WAY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STEP UP! STEP UP! STEP UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU'LL NEVER STOP ME !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOTHING YOU SAY TODAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IS GONNA BRING ME DOWN !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110915687028261522?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110915687028261522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110915687028261522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110915687028261522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110915687028261522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/shut-up.html' title='SHUT UP!'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110915157401369276</id><published>2005-02-23T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T18:59:06.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-B-Q</title><content type='html'>aiight, today was a slow start to a day.. had a huge fight with my dad at nite.. so woke up kinda irritated.. anyways, gareth, vik, curt, jesper, naveen and shaun came over to my crib.. met them up at the bus-stop and brought them down.. hmmmmm.. was quite boring lah, and i warned them too.. we ended up sitting round the living room, watching LOTR:return of the king (special extended version) and had some noodles thing for lunch.. we then played a whole 15 minutes of X-box before they had to go.. anywayss.. i later on, after much persuasion and scheming, i managed to get the parents to let me go to curtis' place for a BBQ.. haha, after that, met up with the guys up at royal ville, bukit timah and the party realli started bouncing.. everyone was thrown into the swimming pool, even me, despite the injured hand.. well, at least my fone got a thourough wash.. lolx.. k then, headed out of the pool for some barbeque courtesy of Edmund, a la chef, and went into the house for more x-box mania.. finally, at 10pm++, i headed for home.. following edmund in his dad's cab.. LIVERPOOL WON BAYERN LEVERKUZEN.. 3-1 !!!! YEAHH! rock on with the pride of mersyside..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110915157401369276?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110915157401369276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110915157401369276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110915157401369276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110915157401369276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/b-b-q.html' title='B-B-Q'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110908593857852044</id><published>2005-02-22T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T23:25:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eminem - Like Toy Soldiers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, heart to heart, left right left&lt;br /&gt;We all fall down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Step by step, heart to heart, left right left&lt;br /&gt;We all fall down like toy soldiers&lt;br /&gt;Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win&lt;br /&gt;But the battle wages on for toy soldiers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to be the soldier who never blows his composure&lt;br /&gt;Even though I hold the weight of the whole world on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;I am never supposed to show it, my crew ain't supposed to know it&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means goin' toe to toe with a Benzino it don't matter&lt;br /&gt;I'd never drag them in battles that I can handle unless I absolutely have to&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to set an example&lt;br /&gt;I need to be the leader, my crew looks for me to guide 'em&lt;br /&gt;If some shit ever just pop off, I'm supposed to be beside 'em&lt;br /&gt;Now Ja said "I tried to squash it, it was too late to stop it"&lt;br /&gt;There's a certain line you just don't cross and he crossed it&lt;br /&gt;I heard him say Hailie's name on a song and I just lost it&lt;br /&gt;It was crazy, this shit be way beyond some Jay-z and Nas shit&lt;br /&gt;And even though the battle was won, I feel like we lost it&lt;br /&gt;I spent too much energy on it, honestly I'm exhausted&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so caught in it I almost feel I'm the one who caused it&lt;br /&gt;This ain't what I'm in hip-hop for, it's not why I got in it&lt;br /&gt;That was never my object for someone to get killed&lt;br /&gt;Why would I wanna destroy something I help build&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't my intentions, my intentions was good&lt;br /&gt;I went through my whole career without ever mentionin' Suge&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just out of respect for not runnin' my mouth&lt;br /&gt;And talkin' about something that I knew nothing about&lt;br /&gt;Plus Dre told me stay out, this just wasn't my beef&lt;br /&gt;So I did, I just fell back, watched and gritted my teeth&lt;br /&gt;While he's all over t.v. down talkin' a man who literally saved my life&lt;br /&gt;Like fuck it i understand this is business&lt;br /&gt;And this shit just isn't none of my business&lt;br /&gt;But still knowin' this shit could pop off at any minute cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;There used to be a time when you could just say a rhyme&lt;br /&gt;And wouldn't have to worry about one of your people dyin'&lt;br /&gt;But now it's elevated cuz once you put someone's kids in it&lt;br /&gt;The shit gets escalated, it ain't just words no more is it?It's a different ball game, callin' names and you ain't just rappin'&lt;br /&gt;We actually tried to stop the 50 and Ja beef from happenin'&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dre had sat with him, kicked it and had a chat with him&lt;br /&gt;And asked him not to start it he wasn't gonna go after him&lt;br /&gt;Until Ja started yappin' in magazines how we stabbed him&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it 50 smash 'em, mash 'em and let him have it&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile my attention is pullin' in other directions&lt;br /&gt;Some receptionist at The Source who answers phones at his desk&lt;br /&gt;Has an erection for me and thinks that I'll be his ressurection&lt;br /&gt;Tries to blow the dust off his mic and make a new record&lt;br /&gt;But now he's fucked the game up cuz one of the ways I came up&lt;br /&gt;Was through that publication the same one that made me famous&lt;br /&gt;Now the owner of it has got a grudge against me for nothin'&lt;br /&gt;Well fuck it, that motherfucker can get it too, fuck him then&lt;br /&gt;But I'm so busy being pissed off I don't stop to think&lt;br /&gt;That we just inherited 50's beef with Murder Inc.&lt;br /&gt;And he's inherited mine which is fine ain't like either of us mind&lt;br /&gt;We still have soldiers that's on the front line&lt;br /&gt;That's willing to die for us as soon as we give the orders&lt;br /&gt;Never to extort us, strictly to show they support us&lt;br /&gt;We'll maybe shout 'em out in a rap or up in a chorus&lt;br /&gt;To show them we love 'em back and let 'em know how important it is&lt;br /&gt;To have Runyan Avenue, soldiers up in our corners&lt;br /&gt;Their loyalty to us is worth more than any award is&lt;br /&gt;But I ain't tryna have none of my people hurt and murdered&lt;br /&gt;It ain't worth it, I can't think of a perfecter way to word it&lt;br /&gt;Then to just say that I love ya'll too much to see the verdict&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk away from it all before I let it go any further&lt;br /&gt;But don't get it twisted, it's not a plea that I'm coppin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm just willin' to be the bigger man&lt;br /&gt;If ya'll can quit poppin' off at your jaws with the knockin'&lt;br /&gt;Cuz frankly I'm sick of talkin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna let someone else's coffin rest on my conscience cuz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110908593857852044?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9669954.post-110905716657944938</id><published>2005-02-22T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T15:26:06.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sticks n stones tactics..</title><content type='html'>hey.. all i gotta say is that i jez sprained my hand.. on sunday.. quite badly it seems.. close to compound fracture. thank god it was minor. all happened when we were playing soccer in the park.. i was playing right midfield again, and navin kicked the ball way over me. as i ran to get it, the stupid tree stump came in the way and i went sprawling across the pavement.. then *crack*.. THE PAIN! haha.. but i played on for like 20mins? before i had to head home. went over to General Hospital emergency ward.. got an x-ray done, but the good news was that it was just a sprain, meaning that it would heal in a week.. so i got a bandage and a triangle sling on.. and that was it! haah.. so now i gotta recover.. i'm training up my other hand tho. as well as stomach exercises and all.. gotta be in shape for more soccer next week.. muahaha.. well take care! dont start breakin stuff neither!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110905716657944938?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110905716657944938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110905716657944938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110905716657944938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110905716657944938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/sticks-n-stones-tactics.html' title='sticks n stones tactics..'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110888213350181596</id><published>2005-02-20T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:50:18.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-----&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;J E S U S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W A L K S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;W I T H &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M E !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110888213350181596?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110888213350181596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110888213350181596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110888213350181596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110888213350181596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post_20.html' title='-----&gt;'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110886766979702299</id><published>2005-02-19T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-20T14:46:44.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scorching heat..</title><content type='html'>dunno bout you guys but the heat's realli starting to get to me.. it's come to the point where i wanna take a cold shower every few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, yesterday was quite an eventful day. woke up at 9 and went over to kula's house.. while waiting for his dad to get readi, we went to the back to talk to aravin and alrick.. we then proceeded to republic polytechnic for a whole 7 minutes.. haHah! wat to do, we jez went there to get 3 cups of milo and look at stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we caught a bus down to lido where we got the tickets for CONSTANTINE! i just had to watch this movie again. that's how awesome i think it is! while waiting, we went to wheelock place to check out the Nike shop and read some books at borders.. once it was time, we grabbed some lunch before heading into the theatre. watching the show, we were purposelly talking dammn loudly and yet telling everybody to "shhhhh!" haha, it was damn funny lah i swear.. then there was this small boy and his family sitting next to us and we kept on trying to freak him out.. jokees..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the movie was over, we both got in a cab, while practising flipping a coin on the back of our fingers like how balthazar does in the movie. dropped kulz off at his bus-stop and then headed for home. but i couldnt stay long! had to change up, grab my stuff and head off for soccer training down at yishun. played like sh*t lah i tell ya.. couldnt run for long in the heat and i kept kicking air and passing too hard. ARRRGH! frustrating! anyways, after that, karthik disappeared some where, so siddin escorted me to the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home and showered and watched my daily dose of "my wife and kids" etc.. then was too tired and exhausted so i crashed out.. well thats all i gotta say.. until next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110886766979702299?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110886766979702299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110886766979702299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110886766979702299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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career&lt;br /&gt;And every lover&lt;br /&gt;In and out my life&lt;br /&gt;Ive hit, love and left the tears&lt;br /&gt;Without a care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until I met this girl who turned the tables around&lt;br /&gt;She caught me by surprise&lt;br /&gt;I never thought Id be the one breaking down&lt;br /&gt;I cant figure it out why Im so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Got me feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what it is&lt;br /&gt;But it seems shes got me twisted&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Got me feelin it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;This girls got a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me go baby&lt;br /&gt;Now listen&lt;br /&gt;My momma told me&lt;br /&gt;Be careful who you do cuz karma comes back around&lt;br /&gt;Same old song&lt;br /&gt;But I was so sure&lt;br /&gt;That it wouldnt happen to me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I know how to put it down&lt;br /&gt;But I was so wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl was mean&lt;br /&gt;She really turned me out&lt;br /&gt;Her body was so tight&lt;br /&gt;Im looking for her in the daytime with a flashlight&lt;br /&gt;My homies say this girl is cramping my style&lt;br /&gt;And I cant figure it out but&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Got me feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what it is&lt;br /&gt;But it seems shes got me twisted&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Got me feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Im losing control&lt;br /&gt;This girls got a hold&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Really feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what it is&lt;br /&gt;But it seems shes got me twisted&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Really feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;This girls got a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I like it baby&lt;br /&gt;Oh nooo, oh noOoh, yeaah, oh my&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This girl was mean&lt;br /&gt;She really turned me out&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah, suga&lt;br /&gt;My homies say this girl is cramping my style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Dont know what it is&lt;br /&gt;But it seems shes got me twisted&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Really feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing control&lt;br /&gt;This girls got a hold&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Im so&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what it is&lt;br /&gt;But it seems shes got me twisted&lt;br /&gt;Im&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Really feeling it&lt;br /&gt;Caught up&lt;br /&gt;Im losing control&lt;br /&gt;This girls got a hold on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by lyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110870395995576188?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110870395995576188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110870395995576188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110870395995576188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110870395995576188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/song-of-moment_18.html' title='Song of the moment'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110870096913506785</id><published>2005-02-18T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:29:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its finally over....</title><content type='html'>wassap yo.. haha.. the whole fiasco is finally over. let me give ya'll a run down on how it went last nite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off as usual. me and nish were at home with the parents and all.. then my father decided to whisk my mum off to a lunch and a movie so that we could even finish our dance! when they left, we coreographed the remaining bits and remix the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at around 5.. my dad brought me and nisha to "the gym" and keisha to "dance class" when in fact, we went to the event hall to get in more rehersals. at round 8 o clock, when everyone had arrived, my mother was ushered into the hall unknowingly and we all jumped out and surprised her.. after a barathanatiyam dance and sacha's dance, my group was on.. once the music hit, we jez lost ourselves in the rhythm and pulled it off fantastically (considering we had 3 days of practice)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we were done, we went for dinner and mingled, greeting almost every single one of the 12o-strong crowd. met up with kula and we started chatting with chit and chitti..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i went and did my powerpoint presentation thing with uncle andrew and watched the skit about my mother's younger days.. then we had the countdown at 12am and we all toasted to her and all.. kula and me finished the nite with a couple of pool games..the we all went home and jez crashed.. too damn exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, the day was a tremendous success.. couldnt have wanted it any other way. i jez hope my mum enjoyed it as much as we all did.. heres wishing you another happy birthday mother dearest.. cheeers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110870096913506785?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110870096913506785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110870096913506785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110870096913506785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110870096913506785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-finally-over.html' title='its finally over....'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110850617554572132</id><published>2005-02-16T06:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T12:31:18.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drooping eyelids</title><content type='html'>hello all.. you'll never guess.. i've now lasted more than 22hrs since the last time i slept.. wait let me rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started off like any other day. woke up at 8, only so early coz i had to distract my maid so that my sister could get her boyfriend, who stayed a nite to watch movies, out of the house.. haha, so, since everyone was outta the house, i slacked around.. lying on the floor, reading the newspaper.. then suddenly, i remembered bout my mother's surprise birthday thing. omg.. i started to freak out again. then haikel called me up and said he was filming on the day of the party so we couldnt rap together. dammid.. even worse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden, i jez picked up the fone and smsed balraj /milky.. i asked him if he could help me out with the dance item.. and he was like so damn ready to help out! you couldnt believe, it felt like the weight had been lifted off my shoulders.. anyways, keisha got home and we coreographed 5 eights of the song... at around 7 or 8 milky came and we taught him a few steps.. then he began to teach us all the way up to the chorus and further than that. damn he's good. he's smooth and pops and locks damn well.. he was teaching us about the different dance techniques such as 'sinbad and the seven seas", "king tut" and dunno wat styles.. it was kewl.. so in the end, we practiced all the way up till 11.30pm.. and we had our dinner at 12?? then, when i sent milky back in a cab, went up to shower and change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i dunno why, but i jez decided to stay up and complete the powerpoint presentation thing. stayed up from 1am all the way up till now.. 6.12 am.. goodness.. was typing and scanning and reshuffling everything that i lost track of time.. ohh well, i better get some sleep before this afternoon's dance rehersal at woodlands.. good nite!! or should i say good morning?? haha.. peace out!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110850617554572132?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110850617554572132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110850617554572132&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110850617554572132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110850617554572132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/drooping-eyelids.html' title='drooping eyelids'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110835126508715676</id><published>2005-02-14T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T11:21:05.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jez another sunday</title><content type='html'>hello all.. let's see.. today, i woke up  at 6.30 to go for Mass.. supposed to meet ben and charles in the park before that, but i guess i came too late. anyways, we met up at SVDP and slacked in the AVA room. we were all tryin hard not to laugh coz the priest was talking in this SUPER farnie indian-indoensian accent.. hahaz. it was also hilarious coz at the last part, he totally didnt know wat to say, didnt know how to close the mass with the sign of the cross and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mass, i went over to ben's house, as the canteen was closed.. there, we played fifa 2005, NFS Underground 2 and watched a couple of awesome street race and soccer videos. at around mid-day, ben and i met charles at the bus stop and we headed off for north point. there we met my two sisters and the five of us went to watch Constantine.. that is an awesome movie, i gotta say. those of you who havent watched it yet had better put it on yr list of to-do things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the movie was done, charles headed back to church whilst me, ben, keish and nish went up to 'power 9' where i got my ear pierced. then, i payed up and the girls got their ears pierced too! hhahah, after a bit of walking 'round and daytona, time crisis and silent scope at the Time Zone in North Point, we headed our seperate ways.. i went over to the field near karthik's place and we had a 5-a-side soccer tournament.. my team won in the end.. coming up with some spectacular games nearer to the end of the tournament.. i scored 2 goals tho' ehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we were done, i followed karthik back up to his place and changed up. then we headed back down to the void deck.. a couple of photos and some breakdancing moves later, i headed for home in a cab.. got home, had a shiok "100" dinner.. and stayed up all the way till 4am, jez uploading pictures of my mum into the com for her birthday powerpoint presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, haha, that was my day. hope i didnt bore ya'll out too much. akira out!&lt;div 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sunday'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110822140163258269</id><published>2005-02-12T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T23:26:08.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Linkin Park - Step Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Watch as the room rocks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Men only moonwalk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mixed media slang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Banging in your boom box, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;verbal violence &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lyrical stylist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You cant tempt me with rhymes that are empty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Rapping to a beat doesnt make you an MC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With your lack of skill and facility &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Youre killing me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And a DJ in the group just for credibility&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Youre not an emcee if someone else writes your lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And rapping over rock doesnt make you a pioneer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But now theyre getting randomly mixed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and matched up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All after a fast buck and all the tracks suck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So how does it stack up? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;None of is real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You want to be an emcee youve got to study the skill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who can rock a rhyme like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bring it to you every time like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Who can rock a rhyme like this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Step, step up, step, step up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So you pick up a pen and write yourself a new identity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But mentally you dont have the hip hop energy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With a tendency to make up stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sounding like the only hip hop youve heard is top 40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And your record company is completely missing it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All the kids are dissing it for not being legitimate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So in a battle you cant hack it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;React with whack shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And get smacked with verbal back flips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Get your ass kicked by fabulous battle catalysts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its taken decades for emcees to establish this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Youre new to hip hop and welcome if your serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But not on the mic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Leave that to the experienced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(Using the waves of sound &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the true master paralyzes his opponents, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;leaving him vulnerable to attack)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Chorus (2x)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(After years of pain staking research by the worlds leading sound scientists, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;here at the sound institute have invented a reliable audio weapons system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Actual movement of musical sound in space used to carefully attack and neutralize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cellular structure of the human body, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and the question must be asked.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[Chorus (2x)]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110822140163258269?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110822140163258269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110822140163258269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, i'm all tied up in work, neck-deep in work i barely understand.. caught up in the rush of work life.. thats all i have been hearing lately, work work WORK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, as of friday, i am officially jobless.. quit 2 weeks in advance to my exam results.. plus, i've got to accomplish the impossible. prepare a slide presentation including video, write and memorise a rap to be performed with sheikh haikel and to string together a hip-hop dance routine.. all for my mum's upcoming b'day surprise.. EMPHASIS ON SURPIRSE!! meaning no-one mentions this party to my mum aiight? haahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the parents are going overseas in a matter of minutes.. im supposed to spend the nite in ben's place, with charles, so we can all go for 7am mass.. but i guess its not happenin after all, since i can only ben's place by 12..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)   7am Mass (its gonna be a killer without a wake-up call from my mother)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)  Movie and others with Charles and co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)  get my ear(s) pierced with keisha (no backing down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)  soccer at yishun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiight, as you can see its gonna be a long day.. i betta go get some sleep.. catch ya'll on the flipside. nitez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110822112958564882?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110822112958564882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110822112958564882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110822112958564882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110822112958564882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/never-ending-battle-against-time.html' title='the never-ending battle against time'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110822045398375603</id><published>2005-02-12T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T23:00:53.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;  A  K  I  R  A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;a phase in my life where i find out what truly matters in my being within this vast nothingness. my alter ego, akira, the epitome of determination.. my passion and drive to becoming the something i have wanted to be all of my life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110822045398375603?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110822045398375603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110822045398375603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110822045398375603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110822045398375603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2005/02/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110411204665406285</id><published>2004-12-26T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T09:47:26.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing day</title><content type='html'>whurd up ya'll.. hmmmm lemme see.. today, woke up 10am.. and lazed around alot! hmmmm.. watched best friend's wedding after a tom yam lunch and i tell you, almost fell asleep! the watched the 2004 VMA on MTV.. wah-liao, lindsay lohan seems so wannabe lah.. and im glad coz lord of the rings won best movie.. haha! at bout 5pm, headed off to seletar country club to use the gym.. had to exercise the hamstring to get it readi for the 29th.. when i got back home, the parents had gone to uncle ananda's crib for dinner so keish and i watched pirates of the caribbean.. after that.. well, i jez couldnt sleep so i did something that i wouldnt dream of doing ever in my life.. haiz at least i got it done, lay the cards on the table.. now i gotta wait for the response.. haha, anyways nite ppl!! sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110411204665406285?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110411204665406285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110411204665406285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110411204665406285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110411204665406285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/boxing-day.html' title='Boxing day'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110403335961018653</id><published>2004-12-26T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T11:59:24.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nelly Feat. Jazze Pha - Na-Nana-Na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jazze Pha]&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen!&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;This, is truly an event&lt;br /&gt;Nelly Nel, Jazze Phizzle,&lt;br /&gt;Jazz Phiza-fel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)&lt;br /&gt;Woooo-eee!&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)&lt;br /&gt;Woo, woo, woo, oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana)&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh! Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: Nelly]&lt;br /&gt;Well uh-huh, well uh-huh girl&lt;br /&gt;I'm parked outside&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you know that it's sittin on chrome, chrome (uh-huh)&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm just lookin for a pretty young thang&lt;br /&gt;that uh, I can take home (take home)&lt;br /&gt;Can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;can we leave hurr - shorty&lt;br /&gt;can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;can we leave hurr (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly]&lt;br /&gt;I'm throwin nuggets out the fellow I push to Carmello&lt;br /&gt;Yellow on yellow flooded the band and the bezel&lt;br /&gt;Hear me now! Oh, no, did you see the hue?&lt;br /&gt;I took the Phantom to the Opera,&lt;br /&gt;same van roll through the ghetto&lt;br /&gt;Can we leave hurr?&lt;br /&gt;Shorty need to make up her mind&lt;br /&gt;I seen them niggaz over there,&lt;br /&gt;but they ain't takin my shine&lt;br /&gt;Got 7 niggaz tryin to be me, out here breakin they spine&lt;br /&gt;But they got 7 different levels for they make it to mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you both shorty (oh)&lt;br /&gt;go get it crunk shorty (oh)&lt;br /&gt;I see your A-T-L stamp and go' head and stomp shorty (oh)&lt;br /&gt;I got that shake now, and don't be scared now&lt;br /&gt;Cause we can come from the kitchen up to that bed now&lt;br /&gt;Shit it ain't nuttin to a boss,&lt;br /&gt;I heat you like air off&lt;br /&gt;It ain't nuttin, they ain't cuttin,&lt;br /&gt;they frontin, that's they loss&lt;br /&gt;Cause the, 'Tics is good, and the van is paid off&lt;br /&gt;And I done got so damn cocky I took that Band-Aid off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly]&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhhhh, picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture&lt;br /&gt;Third album, same focus, my intent is to get richer&lt;br /&gt;I'm with my dirty Jazze Phizzle, he yieldin that instrumental&lt;br /&gt;Youse a cold-ass nigga on the track (SHO' NUFF!)&lt;br /&gt;Man - I'm tired of poppin these bottles,&lt;br /&gt;tired of fuckin these models&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of these menage-a nights - yeah right (PSYCH!)&lt;br /&gt;I was built for it, I got hip for it&lt;br /&gt;I even got a little swagger in my limp for it&lt;br /&gt;I done had, sex in the city plus sex in the country&lt;br /&gt;You know - sex in the zoo di-rectly behind the monkeys&lt;br /&gt;Hold up! Don't get me wrong, I'm lookin for Ms. Right&lt;br /&gt;But tonight ain't the time, I'm lookin for right now&lt;br /&gt;It's two-thousand-fo', I'm in a new home&lt;br /&gt;Threw out the Bentley bought a Double R&lt;br /&gt;and kissin' doors&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm holdin on to permanent mistletoe,&lt;br /&gt;I think you been sittin low&lt;br /&gt;I got a driver dirty, he come when the whistle blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nelly]&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na)&lt;br /&gt;I'm smoother than you know&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na)&lt;br /&gt;Cadillac do's and bank rolls&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na)&lt;br /&gt;I simply go places you can't go&lt;br /&gt;Ain't see me in no Linc',&lt;br /&gt;but you know that derrty in Brougham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I be on my&lt;br /&gt;(grind-na-grind-na-grind-na-grind)&lt;br /&gt;With my money on my&lt;br /&gt;(mind-my-mind-my-mind-my-mind)&lt;br /&gt;Plus I'm still in my&lt;br /&gt;(prime-my-prime-my-prime-my-prime)&lt;br /&gt;And we be smokin that&lt;br /&gt;(la-lala-lala-lala)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Na-nana-na, nana, nana, nana) - [repeat to fade]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110403335961018653?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110403335961018653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110403335961018653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110403335961018653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110403335961018653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/song-of-moment_26.html' title='Song of the moment'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110403227585990055</id><published>2004-12-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T11:37:55.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS DAY</title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY..!! haha, well, today i woke up at 6am, which is realli good coz i slept at 4.30.. anyway, headed off for 7am mass.. thought i'd go there and jez hang out.. but turned out that ben hadn't even come yet.. so had to do AVA.. screwed up soo much lah.. 4got to put on the projector and screen power after the alter boys and the priest came in.. goodness.. but after that i got better lah.. after mass, went wif tim, matt, dave, bona and ben to jalan kayu for prata breakfast, wif tim's parents, matt's parents, uncle rich and father Mike.. after tt, we headed back for 9am Mass.. when we came home, we had visitors over for Christmas lunch.. at bout 4pm++, i went wif vik and karthik up to house of ong to play a couple of games of pool.. once we were done, met up wif kula and we headed back to the neighbourhood to play 3-on-3 soccer.. i think i tore my hamstring during the match coz there was this one part when i was chasing the ball and something jez snapped and i suddenly couldnt move my left leg and jez fell to the floor.. hahaha, i cant walk properlly now.. anyway, at bout 7.30.. my family and i headed over to uncle vincent's house and we had a shiok dinner.. after that, my lack of sleep was realli getting to me, so i skipped going to aunty deb's and jez crashed at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110403227585990055?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110403227585990055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110403227585990055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110403227585990055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110403227585990055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-day.html' title='CHRISTMAS DAY'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110391387341828561</id><published>2004-12-25T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T02:44:33.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Day to Xmas</title><content type='html'>woke up late today.. for lunch, family and i went down to singapore cricket club for a xmas set lunch of turkey, cranberry sauce, pecan pie etc.. after hanging out there for a while, we went home.. i grabbed my bike and met karthik and kula at the 'house of Ong' pub to play pool.. we had a mini-tournament and i came out as overall winner, meaning that kula and karthik had to share the punishment of doing a pole dance.. it was humiliating, but they both came thru wif it.. was home by 8 o'clock.. had dinner, lazed about then headed off to SVDP church for midnite mass.. the carolling was great and i went thru about 4 cig sticks.. had a good time, met lotsa old frens.. then kam, keish, sha-sha and i came back home.. mother was actually waiting up for us.. talk about having no life!! haha.. and now, im heading off to slp.. gotta get up for 7am Mass.. MERRY CHRISTMAS YO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110391387341828561?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110391387341828561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110391387341828561&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110391387341828561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110391387341828561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/1-day-to-xmas.html' title='1 Day to Xmas'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110385436269658791</id><published>2004-12-23T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T10:12:42.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Days to Xmas - Nisha's Birthday</title><content type='html'>today, in the morning, went to play nine holes of golf wif my dad at scc.. when we came back, picked up nish, keish and mum and we all went out for nisha's birthday.. little did nisha know that kamini had stayed at home to plan her surprise party.. we went to gardens hotel to have a buffet lunch b4 heading off to plaza singapura to watch Ocean's Twelve.. the movie was genuinely solid lah! super duper! hahahaa.. then, when it was over.. we forced nisha to come back wif us to send dad off for work.. and she was not happy about that! once we got home, everybody surprised her and sang her a b'day song.. then we all pigged out on nuggets, wedges, cake, noodles and chocolates.. uncle chandran and aunty girija joined us later into the nite and we all had a good time talking and watchin tv.. once it was all done.. and everyone had left, i headed off to slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110385436269658791?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110385436269658791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110385436269658791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110385436269658791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110385436269658791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/2-days-to-xmas-nishas-birthday.html' title='2 Days to Xmas - Nisha&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110372996991074866</id><published>2004-12-22T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T11:47:06.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good Charlotte - I Just Wanna Live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I need an alarm system in my house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I know when people are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Creeping about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These people are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Freaking me out (these days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's getting hectic everywhere that I go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They won't leave me alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There's things they all wanna know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm paranoid of all the people I meet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why are they talking to me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And why can't anyone see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just wanna live [x6]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I rock a Lawsuit when I'm going to court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A white suit when I’m gettin' divorced &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A black suit at the funeral home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And my birthday suit when I'm home alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Talkin' on the phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got an interview&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With the rolling stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They're saying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Now you're rich and Now you're famous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fake ass girls all know your name and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lifestyles of the rich and famous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Your first hit aren't you ashamed?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of the life [x2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Of the life we're livin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Stop your messin' around boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Better think of your future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Better make some good plans boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Said every one of my teachers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Look out, you better play it safe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You never know what hard times will come your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Where we're coming from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We've already seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The worst that this life can bring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Now we expect it everywhere that we go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All the things that they say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Yeah we already know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just wanna live [x3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just wanna live [x3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just wanna live [x3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about the things that they say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Just wanna live [x3]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Don't really care about what happens to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I just wanna live!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110372996991074866?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110372996991074866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110372996991074866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110372996991074866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110372996991074866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/song-of-moment_22.html' title='Song of the moment'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110372931355358662</id><published>2004-12-22T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T23:28:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days to Xmas</title><content type='html'>hey hey.. wow today.. got up at 6am.. meditating and focusing for a bit lah.. then 9.15.. met navin, ben and all in the park.. before we got on the bus, joined up wif kula and headed for yishun.. for todays game.. we played against some gay ass punks from karthik's school.. we didnt have our full squad and we had lotsa injured players.. ben and navin wif their sprained legs.. as for me i was running around for 25 mins wif my shoulder hanging at an odd angle.. frigging thing popped after a rough tackle attempt.. hahahz, anyways.. we got our asses handed to us.. kenna thrashed badly.. wat to do.. i guess we lacked stamina and determination... then kula, kart, me,nav, leonard and all went to north point, the kfc for lunch.. kula collected his winnings from singapore pools and treated me.. haha rock on bro.. ;) then came back home.. hit the bed after shower and jez crashed out.. for bout 2hrs.. had spagetthi dinner..  then me and kamini helped my grandma cut pickles for xmas lunch preparations... after that i guess i stoned and stoned.. and now, im gonna sleep.. hahahaz.. ehh, muggers... nvm, we'll get them next time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110372931355358662?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9669954.post-110364563084910923</id><published>2004-12-22T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T00:13:50.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 days to Xmas</title><content type='html'>heya again.. hmmmm.. today.. got up at 8.. went to navins place by 10 o'clock as promised.. but waited until 12 till we finally left.. karthik, navin and all... we went to changi jetty and headed off for Pulau Ubin.. there we went mountain biking.. hahahha, one point i went so fast and skidded so powerfully that smoke started bellowing from my back tire and it burst.. hahah, after a quick change of bikes.. we all headed off for one of ubin's many coasts.. there we went 'sploring and found diff kindsa crabs and mudskippers.. then navin, sumitra, karthick and me went extreme off-road biking and saw a huge horn-billed toucan up close, before speeding down the soft and bumpy sand.. it was damn kewl lahh.. waiting to go again.. hahahha, now realli sunburnt and all.. k then thats all there is to it.. peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110364563084910923?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110364563084910923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110364563084910923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110364563084910923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110364563084910923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/4-days-to-xmas.html' title='4 days to Xmas'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110354985599696649</id><published>2004-12-20T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T21:37:35.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Days to Xmas</title><content type='html'>'lo.. hmmm.. not bad, and interesting day today.. at 11am went to SIR building in lavendar just to wait for my sisters to get their ICs done... bout 2 and a half hour wait yo.. hahaha.. then we had a good lunch (at 4.00 in the afternoon) at Hilton Hotel... b4 going jalan-jalaning around orchard road, wisma atria and shaw towers... then by 6.30, came over to nadines house.. listening to some primary sch kids carolling for us.. nice dinner too ay, curry and mac &amp; cheese... so rite now, me, nad, keish and nish are relacing in nad's com room.. nad's on the guitar playing "classical gas".. nish is on the fone wif rukesh..  sha-sha is staring blankly into space and listening to nadine.. me, i'm typing these words that u are reading rite now... haiz im bored lah wat to do?? &gt;_&lt;  k all.. gtg now.. ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110354985599696649?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110354985599696649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110354985599696649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken this fragile thing now&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;And I've thrown my words all around&lt;br /&gt;But I can't, I can't give you a reason&lt;br /&gt;I feel so broken up (so broken up)&lt;br /&gt;And I give up (I give up)&lt;br /&gt;I just want to tell you so you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one that gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made my mistakes, let you down&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't hold on for too long&lt;br /&gt;Ran my whole life in the ground&lt;br /&gt;And I can't, I can't get up when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;And something's breaking up (breaking up)&lt;br /&gt;I feel like giving up (like giving up)&lt;br /&gt;I won't walk out until you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one who gets me like you do&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go so dishonestly&lt;br /&gt;Leave a note for you my only one&lt;br /&gt;And I know you can see right through me&lt;br /&gt;So let me go and you will find someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only one&lt;br /&gt;I let go, there's just no one, no one like you&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;My only one&lt;br /&gt;You are my only, my only one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110354925295097304?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' 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Ganesh's B'dae</title><content type='html'>had an extremely eventful day today.. in the morn, me and keish spent most of the time watching "you got served" and "white chicks".. but at bout 5++ pm, headed over to costa rhu.. my uncle's birthday partaye.. hahaha, so i hit the gym for a bout 2 hrs, then had a solid BBQ dinner, wif samosas, nuggets, bee hoon and satays.. then.. everyone split into groups of males vs females and we had a totally fun game of cherades.. undisputed cherade champion aunty amy guessed one answer within 2 tries, even wif minimal hinting.. mind you, the teams consisted mostly of adults, so my sistas n me were left half the time looking stunned, having never heard of some movies before in our lives.. stuff like "shinless lists", "butch cassidy and the sundance kid" and "salem's lot".. hahahaha, but it was realli enjoyable.. and everyone had fun.. well now i'm bushed.. gonna crash now.. catch ya'll on the flipside.. niteZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110347177467708399?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110347177467708399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110347177467708399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110347177467708399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110347177467708399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/6-days-to-xmas-u-ganeshs-bdae.html' title='6 Days to Xmas - U. Ganesh&apos;s B&apos;dae'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110335415933131528</id><published>2004-12-18T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T10:39:01.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song of the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Green Day - Boulevard Of Broken Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;br /&gt;The only one that I have ever known&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;br /&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;br /&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;br /&gt;Where the city sleeps and I'm the only one&lt;br /&gt;and I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm walking down the line&lt;br /&gt;That divides me somewhere in my mind&lt;br /&gt;On the border line&lt;br /&gt;Of the edge and where I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;What's fucked up and everything's alright&lt;br /&gt;Check my vital signs&lt;br /&gt;To know I'm still alive and&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah Ah-ah, Ah-ah&lt;br /&gt;I walk alone&lt;br /&gt;I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;I walk this empty street On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams Where the city sleeps&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk a...&lt;br /&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;br /&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;br /&gt;'Til then I walk alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(lyrics provided by azlyrics.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110335415933131528?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110335415933131528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110335415933131528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110335415933131528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110335415933131528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/song-of-moment.html' title='Song of the moment'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110335370179485917</id><published>2004-12-18T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T15:08:21.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 days to Xmas</title><content type='html'>yo everybody.. ok, i decided, just outta the blue.. hahaha, anyway.. i guess that the compilation of my boring life starts about.. now. woke up at 9.ooam, which is LATE up at my crib.. father got his new laptop, widescreen and dvd compatible and all that.. JEALOUSY!! hahaa, nothing eventful happening today lah.. every bone in my body's aching from yesterdays 18 holes + gym training.. awww well.. congrats karthik on getting yr 10 points.. (haha see i put &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; name on the 2nd post.. and you!?? jokez jokez..) can u still believe that i have absolutely no idea where im going next year?? haha.. overseas studying sounds good, poly does too.. okok.. tts all aye.. till next time.. -kirann&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110335370179485917?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110335370179485917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110335370179485917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110335370179485917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110335370179485917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/7-days-to-xmas.html' title='7 days to Xmas'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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-9669954.post-110334400208261966</id><published>2004-12-18T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T12:26:42.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harrow</title><content type='html'>yo ya'll.. decided to try out getting a new blog and stuff... so heres my first entry just so i can test out my new template..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9669954-110334400208261966?l=fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/feeds/110334400208261966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9669954&amp;postID=110334400208261966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110334400208261966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9669954/posts/default/110334400208261966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuzzywuzzy-.blogspot.com/2004/12/harrow.html' title='harrow'/><author><name>-kirann...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13637825645716490536</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>
