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font-size: 15px; color: rgb(71, 71, 71); line-height: 23px; "&gt;You could see me reaching&lt;br /&gt;So why couldnt you have&lt;br /&gt;Met me halfway&lt;br /&gt;You could see me bleeding&lt;br /&gt;But you could not put&lt;br /&gt;Pressure on the wound&lt;br /&gt;You only think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;You only think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Youd better bend before I go&lt;br /&gt;On the first train to mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could see me breathing&lt;br /&gt;But you still kept&lt;br /&gt;Your hand over my mouth&lt;br /&gt;You could feel me seething&lt;br /&gt;But you just turned&lt;br /&gt;Your nose up in the air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;You only think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Youd better bend before I go&lt;br /&gt;On the first train to mexico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You only think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;You only think about yourself&lt;br /&gt;Youd better bend before I go&lt;br /&gt;On the first train to mexico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2652822006307414830?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2652822006307414830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2652822006307414830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2652822006307414830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2652822006307414830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-could-see-me-reaching-so-why.html' title=''/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8401113487016407448</id><published>2009-06-02T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T09:46:52.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;1.how to eat 60 hot dogs in 12 mins&lt;br /&gt;2.how to rob a bank&lt;br /&gt;3.how to unleash your inner monster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.how to be an assasin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8401113487016407448?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8401113487016407448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8401113487016407448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8401113487016407448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8401113487016407448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1312154167217648</id><published>2009-05-29T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T12:17:48.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood board</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Sh9h1OVs3vI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qEHoduA0N-w/s1600-h/moodboard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Sh9h1OVs3vI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qEHoduA0N-w/s320/moodboard.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341095250094776050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1312154167217648?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1312154167217648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1312154167217648' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1312154167217648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1312154167217648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/mood-board.html' title='mood board'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Sh9h1OVs3vI/AAAAAAAAAPs/qEHoduA0N-w/s72-c/moodboard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4459452311993361486</id><published>2009-05-20T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T07:19:28.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chino.deftones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs024.snc1/4265_82783149284_672374284_1881798_1679227_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 427px; height: 604px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs024.snc1/4265_82783149284_672374284_1881798_1679227_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fist time ever trying out digital painting of chino from deftones, didn't turn out too bad ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4459452311993361486?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4459452311993361486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4459452311993361486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4459452311993361486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4459452311993361486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/05/chinodeftones.html' title='chino.deftones'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2025028772739475356</id><published>2009-04-09T11:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:08:49.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cd.cover/ smashing pumpkins / adore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs016.snc1/2974_67480724284_672374284_1693136_4585135_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 368px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs016.snc1/2974_67480724284_672374284_1693136_4585135_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2974/50/62/672374284/n672374284_1693134_376094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 351px; height: 307px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2974/50/62/672374284/n672374284_1693134_376094.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2974/50/62/672374284/n672374284_1693135_1483745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 287px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2974/50/62/672374284/n672374284_1693135_1483745.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2025028772739475356?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2025028772739475356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2025028772739475356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2025028772739475356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2025028772739475356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/04/cdcover-smashing-pumpkins-adore.html' title='cd.cover/ smashing pumpkins / adore'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1144660689331031033</id><published>2009-03-26T16:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:46:00.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_IAVLplI/AAAAAAAAAPI/jltjnsa2Xp8/s320/paperface.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317413191801349714" /&gt;&lt;div id="photocaption" style="text-align: left; width: 530px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 11px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;div id="photocaption" style="text-align: left; width: 530px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 15px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 11px; padding-bottom: 1px; padding-left: 10px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;who am i? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why am i here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what do i do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_H1fRfcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/SjvgkdGKouc/s1600-h/papperface6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_H1fRfcI/AAAAAAAAAPA/SjvgkdGKouc/s320/papperface6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317413188890885570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the story of my life, where the sun always rises too soon, and the alarm is too loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_HXG0U_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/WYqcZEP5M9I/s1600-h/papperface7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_HXG0U_I/AAAAAAAAAO4/WYqcZEP5M9I/s320/papperface7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317413180735247346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By this time, i'm already late,but it's okay i've been late all my life, im used to it, in fact im expected to be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_G__By9I/AAAAAAAAAOo/ykXrgE0Xr4Q/s320/papperface3.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317413174528560082" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Long and lonely walk, i wish i could drive, but i wasnt allowed to take the driving test due to my abnormal head, but it's okay i like to smell the fresh smell of carbon monoxide to start my day anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_G1EVSZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/amXebs7ui4s/s1600-h/paperface1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_G1EVSZI/AAAAAAAAAOw/amXebs7ui4s/s320/paperface1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317413171598018962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you think black's cant hail a cab, imagine what it's like for a paperbagface boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs8OVPwgTI/AAAAAAAAAOg/nv7NngnBJ0w/s320/papperface4.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317410001960075570" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's lunch time, I spend them alone, wish i didnt have to eat alone all the time, wish I had some friends , some one to love, some one talk and laugh with, I would share my chicken rice with you if you were my friend, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs8OAmFRGI/AAAAAAAAAOY/t3ChcmTbqrs/s320/papperface5.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317409996416566370" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seriously I feel so lonely, I'm watching a comedy movie, but I'm crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs8N1i5DhI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/shYvFXCPff0/s320/papperface8.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317409993450393106" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fuck this life I, cant take it anymore, if no one like's me then ill change me, I'm going to design a new me, a better me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs8NrYuZGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_FkaX0HVEEA/s1600-h/DSC03066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs8NrYuZGI/AAAAAAAAAOI/_FkaX0HVEEA/s320/DSC03066.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317409990723396706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the new me, sleeker, sexier and more stylish me, sigh who am I kidding no matter how i change my looks, I'm still me, no one will ever like me, I should just die. farewell cruel world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs8NSZhSqI/AAAAAAAAAOA/RbO-A5B6b4w/s320/friendlest.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317409984015846050" /&gt;credits. I'd like to thank all my friends that are big parts of my inspiration a lot of times by being the idiots you guys are most of the time, thanks for being fucked up and doing it around me ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to : &lt;br /&gt;Tee Tze Hoe for inspiring me to do this piece hope you liked it, as much as I enjoyed doing it LoL. &lt;br /&gt;check it out here :&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=6513453&amp;amp;id=882380174" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=651&lt;wbr&gt;3453&amp;amp;id=882380174&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chen Wei Nye, for being the photographer in all the pics ;] and for being there all the other times, you make life worth while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1144660689331031033?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1144660689331031033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1144660689331031033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1144660689331031033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1144660689331031033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/story-of-my-life.html' title='Story Of My Life'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs_IAVLplI/AAAAAAAAAPI/jltjnsa2Xp8/s72-c/paperface.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3411435737145894568</id><published>2009-03-26T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:16:59.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flash Animation</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.fileden.com/files/2009/3/22/2374789/TheLab.swf" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3411435737145894568?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3411435737145894568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3411435737145894568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3411435737145894568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3411435737145894568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/flash-animation.html' title='Flash Animation'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-119207497878590768</id><published>2009-03-26T15:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T16:08:23.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typography Paper Bag Design</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs30tIHaQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mk8TuD0FgZM/s1600-h/layout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs30tIHaQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mk8TuD0FgZM/s320/layout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317405163647363330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs3ZFrrZXI/AAAAAAAAANw/OA46cNqfx6M/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs3ZFrrZXI/AAAAAAAAANw/OA46cNqfx6M/s320/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317404689202636146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs2ZvsBoKI/AAAAAAAAANY/Q2jcDjg4Iic/s320/friendlest.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317403600966754466" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-119207497878590768?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/119207497878590768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=119207497878590768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/119207497878590768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/119207497878590768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/typography-paper-bag-design.html' title='Typography Paper Bag Design'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Scs30tIHaQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mk8TuD0FgZM/s72-c/layout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2267057280347679661</id><published>2009-03-24T06:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:15:41.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/ScgYFMXg8QI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3cKX12xeYzM/s1600-h/unload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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Shall we make amends today? This is the new beginning, once again, what will I make of it this time? Will I feel the same, will I feel nothing? No, I sense a change. But then again. I've said it more then once before. But still, I believe, I believe in you and I believe in me. Let us gather ourselves again. Together we will share our light and break the darkness that has long and relentlessly haunted us, and when it's bright enough, maybe we'll finally find our way again, find our path that we've been led so far away from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey is a long and tedious one,so stay close and don't lose me in the dark. Although all we have is a mere matchstick now, dim and unconvincing, but we shall burn as we go on, our flame will build and grow , bigger , brighter more brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often found myself burnt out and wanting, but you've given me the fuel to keep on burning, to keep going, to keep growing. You've strike the match and I watch it burn, the flame grows in me and burns the darkness of my disease, I feel better off, cleaner , stronger, motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're my flame, you burn me and burn away all the unwanted, you keep me warm on the coldest nights and light the way on the darkest hours, I feel propelled, optimistic, i want to turn the corner, see the next page and smell tomorrow's air, you make me wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i can, build the same flame in your as you've so gasoline soaked and ignited my heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-20394222996801313?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/20394222996801313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SHovr44zYXI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Av2chAyVtA4/s72-c/fullmainpage+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-86247562787856087</id><published>2008-07-03T15:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T09:17:49.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loading pages</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9Oee3GyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YNWbh-_Lr58/s1600-h/aliceloadingpage100%25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9Oee3GyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YNWbh-_Lr58/s320/aliceloadingpage100%25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218683755869707042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9Oj5TX-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4zPcmgFimH0/s1600-h/aliceloadingpage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9Oj5TX-I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4zPcmgFimH0/s320/aliceloadingpage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218683757322788834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9OjdsIFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Tv0V7OZYNL4/s1600-h/aliceloadingpage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9OjdsIFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Tv0V7OZYNL4/s320/aliceloadingpage3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218683757206970450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one is more appealing to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-86247562787856087?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SGx9Oee3GyI/AAAAAAAAAFM/YNWbh-_Lr58/s72-c/aliceloadingpage100%25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-434405948864276620</id><published>2008-06-15T00:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T08:27:59.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alice in wonderland</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ballet.co.uk/images/enb/dc_alice_in_wonderland_maria_kochetkova_pointe_look_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ballet.co.uk/images/enb/dc_alice_in_wonderland_maria_kochetkova_pointe_look_500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my 2nd project is gonna be based on Alice In Wonderland, here are some fun facts about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alice's Adventures in Wonderland (1865) is a surreal work of literary nonsense written by English author Charles Lutwidge Dodgson under the pseudonym Lewis Carroll, considered a classic example of the genre and of English literature in general.[1] It tells the story of a girl named Alice who falls down a rabbit-hole into a fantastic realm populated by peculiar and anthropomorphic creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tale is filled with allusions to Dodgson's friends (and enemies), and to the lessons that British schoolchildren were expected to memorize. The tale plays with logic in ways that have made the story of lasting popularity with adults as well as children. It is considered to be one of the most characteristic examples of the genre of literary nonsense, and its narrative course and structure has been enormously influential, mainly in the fantasy genre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * From Lewis Carroll's 1865 novel, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Please, would you tell me," said Alice, a little timidly, ... "why your cat grins like that?"&lt;br /&gt;   "It's a Cheshire cat," said the Duchess, "and that's why."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * "But I don't want to go among mad people," Alice remarked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "We're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."&lt;br /&gt;   "How do you know I'm mad?" said Alice.&lt;br /&gt;   "You must be," said the Cat, "otherwise you wouldn't have come here."&lt;br /&gt;   Alice didn't think that proved it at all: however she went on. "And how do you know that you're mad?"&lt;br /&gt;   "To begin with," said the Cat, "a dog's not mad. You grant that?"&lt;br /&gt;   "I suppose so," said Alice&lt;br /&gt;   "Well, then, " the Cat went on, "you see a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   * "Would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;   "I don't much care where –" said Alice.&lt;br /&gt;   "Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.&lt;br /&gt;   "– so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.&lt;br /&gt;   "Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-434405948864276620?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/434405948864276620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=434405948864276620' 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SFQA_aI0BpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xAEdOVlJl6Y/s1600-h/worms_0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SFQA_aI0BpI/AAAAAAAAAFE/xAEdOVlJl6Y/s320/worms_0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211791758122550930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SEX54FAO4TI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G9PFzpvneyw/s1600-h/worm_game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/SEX54FAO4TI/AAAAAAAAAE8/G9PFzpvneyw/s320/worm_game.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207843285934989618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(background sketch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me, what's this icon intended for? thx =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will upload more on a later date, as i get more done&lt;div 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href="http://spawn.com/toys/horror/monsters2/wizard/images/monsters2_wizard_photo_01_dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://spawn.com/toys/horror/monsters2/wizard/images/monsters2_wizard_photo_01_dp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://spawn.com/toys/horror/monsters4/humpty/images/monsters4_humpty_photo_07_dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://spawn.com/toys/horror/monsters4/humpty/images/monsters4_humpty_photo_07_dp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://spawn.com/toys/horror/monsters4/hood/images/monsters4_hood_photo_01_dp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://spawn.com/toys/horror/monsters4/hood/images/monsters4_hood_photo_01_dp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try 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href="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/Paintings/tonguebug.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/Paintings/tonguebug.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.derekhess.com/images/upload/16/lg_image/FOAhesssite500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.derekhess.com/images/upload/16/lg_image/FOAhesssite500.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2702389054260649612?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2702389054260649612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2702389054260649612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2702389054260649612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2702389054260649612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/05/fantasyreferences.html' title='fantasy(references )'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4058557009220477992</id><published>2008-04-05T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T22:18:59.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gift</title><content type='html'>Hold me now I need to feel relief&lt;br /&gt;Like I never wanted anything&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll let this go and find a reason I'll hold on to&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed of defeat&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out of reason to believe in me&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of trying to get by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of the gift you give me&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here and I'm not well&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed of the path I'm living on&lt;br /&gt;I'm right on the wrong side of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't face myself when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;And look inside a mirror&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed of that thing&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'll let it go&lt;br /&gt;Until I have something more to say for me&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of defeat&lt;br /&gt;And I'm out of reason to believe in me&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of trying to defy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of the gift you give me&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here and I'm not well&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed of the path I'm living on&lt;br /&gt;I'm right on the wrong side of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me now I need to feel complete&lt;br /&gt;Like I matter to the one i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid of the gift you give me&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here and I'm not well&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ashamed of the path living on&lt;br /&gt;I'm right on the wrong side of it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ashamed of this&lt;br /&gt;I am so ashamed of this&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so ashamed of me&lt;br /&gt;I am so ashamed of me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4058557009220477992?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4058557009220477992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4058557009220477992' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4058557009220477992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4058557009220477992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/04/gift.html' title='the gift'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-5691024908216500787</id><published>2008-03-20T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T06:39:08.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unknown</title><content type='html'>this doubt is screaming in my face&lt;br /&gt;in this familiar place,&lt;br /&gt;sheltered and concealed&lt;br /&gt;and if this night won't let me rest&lt;br /&gt;don't let me second guess&lt;br /&gt;what i know to be real put away&lt;br /&gt;all i know for tonight and maybe i just might learn&lt;br /&gt;to let it go take my security from me&lt;br /&gt;and maybe finally i won't have to know everything&lt;br /&gt;i am falling into grace to the unknown to where you are&lt;br /&gt;and faith makes everybody scared it's the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;the don't-know that keeps me hanging on&lt;br /&gt;to you i got nothing left to defend&lt;br /&gt;i cannot pretend that everything makes sense&lt;br /&gt;but does it really matter now if i do not know how&lt;br /&gt;to figure this thing out &lt;br /&gt;i am falling into grace to the unknown to where you are&lt;br /&gt;and faith makes everybody scared it's the unknown,&lt;br /&gt;the don't-know that keeps me hanging on&lt;br /&gt;to you i am against myself again trying to fit&lt;br /&gt;these pieces in walking on a cloud of dust to get to you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-5691024908216500787?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5691024908216500787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=5691024908216500787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5691024908216500787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5691024908216500787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/03/unknown.html' title='unknown'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1535916058428984735</id><published>2008-02-28T04:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T04:28:14.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I seem..</title><content type='html'>to have cease to exist in cyberspace. How interesting, no more digital baths, pardon me i'll never be the same again &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1535916058428984735?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1535916058428984735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1535916058428984735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1535916058428984735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1535916058428984735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-seem.html' title='I seem..'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7754876094070217118</id><published>2008-02-14T05:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T05:48:30.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crestfallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Who am I to need you when I'm down&lt;br /&gt;Where are you when I need you around&lt;br /&gt;Your life is not your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all I ask you&lt;br /&gt;Is for another chance&lt;br /&gt;Another way around you&lt;br /&gt;To live by circumstance, once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to need you now&lt;br /&gt;To ask you why to tell you no&lt;br /&gt;To deserve your love and sympathy&lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you may go, but I know you won't leave&lt;br /&gt;Too many years built into memories&lt;br /&gt;Your life is not your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to need you now&lt;br /&gt;To ask you why to tell you no&lt;br /&gt;To deserve your love and sympathy&lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I to you?&lt;br /&gt;Along the way&lt;br /&gt;I lost my faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as you were, you'll be again&lt;br /&gt;To mold like clay, to break like dirt&lt;br /&gt;To tear me uo in your sympathy&lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me&lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me&lt;br /&gt;You were never meant to belong to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7754876094070217118?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7754876094070217118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7754876094070217118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7754876094070217118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7754876094070217118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/02/pug.html' title='crestfallen'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7323008969087972831</id><published>2008-01-20T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:49:42.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fine again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like every day’s the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I’m left to discover on my own  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like everything is gray  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and there’s no color to behold  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say it’s over and I’m fine again, yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try to stay sober feels like I’m dying here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I am aware now of how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s gonna be fine one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, I’m in hell I am prepared now,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everyone’s gonna be fine  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day too late, just as well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel the dream in me expire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and there’s no one left to blame it on  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear you label me a liar  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘cause I can’t seem to get this through  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You say it’s over, I can sigh again, yeah  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I am aware now of how  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s gonna be fine one day  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, I’m in hell  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am prepared now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everyone’s gonna be fine  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day too late; just as well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must assure you,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you’re never gonna get away  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared now. No… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am aware now of how  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s gonna be fine one day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, I’m in hell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am prepared now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everyone’s gonna be fine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day too late, just as well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am prepared now,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everything’s gonna be fine for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me; for myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me, for me, for myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me, for me, for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by - Seether&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7323008969087972831?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7323008969087972831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7323008969087972831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7323008969087972831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7323008969087972831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/fine-again.html' title='fine again'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8400268625461655757</id><published>2008-01-20T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T17:31:20.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another late night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/R5MR-gGBqwI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZhIEbgkY1PQ/s1600-h/Zero_7_-_Another_Late_Night_%28Front%29%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/R5MR-gGBqwI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZhIEbgkY1PQ/s400/Zero_7_-_Another_Late_Night_%28Front%29%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157485763734121218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enchanting, melodic of both low and high tempo mix of zero 7's fav songs by artists we never knew existed. love this album it's like a long journey of  acoustic  adventure the 1st track links right into the 2nd and so on so forth it never feels like the song ever changed it seems like just one long song.=]] i don't believe its possible to find this album here so yeah in this case i'd say download it cause it's brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just found out this is just one of a series of mixes by famos artists or bands of their fav songs  called Late Night Tales so we know what inspires them and stuff, cool. Ill check out what other artists i listen to has done a Late Night Tales mix too =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8400268625461655757?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8400268625461655757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8400268625461655757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8400268625461655757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8400268625461655757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-late-night.html' title='another late night'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/R5MR-gGBqwI/AAAAAAAAACk/ZhIEbgkY1PQ/s72-c/Zero_7_-_Another_Late_Night_%28Front%29%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-6716989429130703427</id><published>2008-01-14T04:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T04:41:11.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no ordinary love.</title><content type='html'>currently listening to: Deftones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, I'm at it once again. Actually it's gettin worst this time I went to bed at 11 something and woke up at 3, idiotic. So all I've resorted to doing now is loop this Deftones song i seem to be addicted to lately, 'No ordinary love' and Smashing Pumpkin's Mayonnaise. Contrarily to what you might think, no this post won't involve anything to do with love or at least me and what I have to say about love, despite of the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's making things worst is my Live Messenger seemed to have really fucked up, it keeps crashing, why can't i bloody sleep through the night like a normal person.This is stupid, hungry with nothing to eat, bored with nothing to do and lonely with no company, bravo. Ahh but I'd argue too that the silence of the night has always been my best company along with my thoughts and my songs, but I'd really much rather be asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm I guess I'll just try to fix my bloody Live Messenger and watch a Movie or 2 and hopefully i'll be sleepy by then. Great its 4.30 now it'd be sunrise by the time I sleep i reckon. This is getting old, ranting about not being able to sleep for the 3rd night in a row.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-6716989429130703427?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6716989429130703427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=6716989429130703427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6716989429130703427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6716989429130703427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/no-ordinary-love.html' title='no ordinary love.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8247229619239744387</id><published>2008-01-12T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T18:19:02.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazysaturdays</title><content type='html'>currently listening to: Cinematic Orchestra &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I hate saturdays with no purpose, it's like traveling on an unknown highway, so long and draggy with no directions and unknown destinations. As a matter of fact just writing about it is stupid i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So i'm gonna find something to do now, probably gonna grab a bite first off. Owh i've added a music player to my blog which i've not done in a long long time, I used to have it to share what I'm listening to, after all music is for sharing right, then i got tired of it and then now i'm back at it again. It's currently playing Channel One Suite by Cinematic Orchestra(i actually listen to the zero 7 remix of it, this is the original i cant find the zero 7 one online,but it's just as good anyways, awsome song) just in case you're wondering =B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8247229619239744387?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8247229619239744387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8247229619239744387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8247229619239744387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8247229619239744387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/lazysaturdays.html' title='lazysaturdays'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-827023591773032343</id><published>2008-01-12T06:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T06:35:43.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>taintedlove</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes I feel I've got to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run away I've got to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From the pain that you drive into the heart of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The love we share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seems to go nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've lost my lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I toss and turn I can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once I ran to you (I ran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'll run from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This tainted love you've given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give you all a boy could give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my tears and that's not nearly all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I know I've got to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Run away I've got to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You don't really want any more from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;To make things right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need someone to hold you tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You think love is to pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm sorry I don't pray that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once I ran to you (I ran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'll run from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This tainted love you've given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give you all a boy could give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my tears and that's not nearly all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't touch me please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I cannot stand the way you tease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you though you hurt me so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'm going to pack my things and go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch me baby, tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch me baby, tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Touch me baby, tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once I ran to you (I ran)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now I'll run from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This tainted love you've given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I give you all a boy could give you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my tears and that's not nearly all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tainted love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-827023591773032343?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/827023591773032343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=827023591773032343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/827023591773032343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/827023591773032343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/speed-of-pain.html' title='taintedlove'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8567063747952428419</id><published>2008-01-11T04:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T13:56:12.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friend of the night</title><content type='html'>currently listening to: Mogwai, Stray's don't sleep , Underoath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonite, tonite, tonite I better myself from last night. Since waking up at 5am last night, or morning technically if you'd like, i decided I didn't want to sleep in the afternoon so I'd be super tired by the time darkness falls and I'd sleep through the night and wake up the next morning like I was suppose to. Great plan, yes. Didn't come close to working I slept at 1030 and now I'm awake at 4am!! four effing a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, 4 or 5 is such an absurd time to wake up at, It's too early for anything and too late for everything at the same time, too early for breakfast even and too late for anything like, all I can get on Tv now is white noise, maybe I should stare at it for long hours? To see if the afterlife can really contact  or connect to the real  world  via untuned frequency's  ahh what the heck I don't even believe in the afterlife to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm i've suddenly stumbled upon a song in my itunes which I never noticed was there before much, and it's so sad, if I'm not mistaken it should be miss chwizzle  that sent me this one, Stray's don't sleep - for blue skies. Gosh this guy such a detached way of singing listening to this song it feels like hope is lost. I'm starting to notice a lot of songs on my list that i didn't pay that much attention to really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which the one thing I've really felt deprived of ever since I moved to KL is the company to discuss music with! It's like impossible to find anyone that listens to the same stuff as me in coll! If you happen to be in The One Academy and you listen to the likes of , A perfect circle , deftones , smashing pumpkins , silverchair or anything remotely similar Holla at me heck it doesn't even matter what coll you're in if you even listen to alternative stuffs Hello! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh suddenly i feel kinda sleepy. I'm gonna hop back into bed before I lose it. nites, or rather morning, pick or choose take or lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Q8xoRcnDC4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8Q8xoRcnDC4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8567063747952428419?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8567063747952428419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8567063747952428419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8567063747952428419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8567063747952428419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/friend-of-night.html' title='friend of the night'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3150645964873149555</id><published>2008-01-10T07:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T09:32:43.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before the sun rises</title><content type='html'>currently listening to : Alien Ant Farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed at 1.30 today with thoughts of waking up earlier then i normally do, i got more then i bargained for though. I woke up at 5am , which does happen, i'm the kind of person that wakes up 3 to 4 times before i get out of bed so normally when i wake up at 5 it's a no brainer, i just close my eyes and go right back to sleep. Strangely i'm too awake to go back to sleep this time, i start noticing the humming of my air conditioner and the buzzing of the florescent light outside my room, don't ask me how i can hear it , i probably have keen sense of hearing, which is why i happen to eves drop on people around me where ever i go, i'm always the one that seem to know things that people didn't tell me about, I'm sorry it's not intentional it's an accident by condition if you would like, although i must say it's very interesting to tune into people's conversations, I seem to be able to tell quite a bit about someone just by listening to a few things they say, but this is also the reason why I can't or at least i find it very hard to work in public places without my ipod, i get distracted by my surrounding's far too easily, so i have to block out the world, i escape into a world where i'm alone with my music, it helps me focus. People ask me how can you work with so much noise? I say it's much nosier for me without my music, I notice too much noise around me, hmm which begs me to ponder do i have ADD(attention deficit disorder)? But it doesn't matter i know my cure it's my tunes, my company through my thicks and thins. Which is why i'm sad that my ipod seems to be breaking down, well it HAS been 5 years since i got it so i guess it's understandable, hence i'm saving up to get a new Ipod as soon as possible, but saving is yet another weakness i have, sad to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway back to where i started, since i can't sleep i thought i'd just get up and read some stuffs online like i always do,so i went out and made myself a cup of coffee(my room leads right into the kitchen, for those of you that knows Darryl, yeah my room is just like his in penang), we have a water dispenser machine that has hot and cold water, real handy right? Well i made too much of it this time, as i was gonna make my cup of coffee i thought to myself 'why not make a cold one?' so what i did was fill about 1/5'th of the cup with hot water just enough to dissolve the coffee with, and then the rest with cold water, what happen was that it didn't turn out like i wanted it to, the cold water didn't seem to be cold enough so it just ended up to be a cup of room temperature coffee and it tasted like shit, see coffee is a beverage that should only be drank either cold or hot, it tastes horrible at room temperature like how coke tastes horrible at room temperature. So i just took my cup of less then perfect coffee into my room and sat it down beside my comp, opened my browser and started tabbing out the usual sites i visit, read up on some football news (man city is getting Mancini from Roma? wtf), then i noticed my youtube vid  of Alien Ant Farm's attitude was still there so i just played it again for the i don't know must be 10'th time for the day, then it hit me i haven't heard any new songs from them in awhile so i went and find out if they were putting out a new album soon, was devastated to learn they have now unofficially broke up, 2 of it's members went to college so there won't be any new materials   from them anytime soon if ever. They were a great band it'll be sad if they never come back but who knows Smashing Pumpkins came back after 7 years since they disband right? I'm starting to feel i write with too much details, but thats the way I am I guess, always noticing the small simple things so it makes senses i guess that i like including small simple details when i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh this was meant to be an introduction of what i really wanted to write about it seem to have turned into a full out entry by itself. So i think ill just end this post here and write on a separate  entry, since it'd be far to heavy of a read at one go. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/to6VovMsKvE&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/to6VovMsKvE&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   Maybe I act on confused behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe waves crash like semi trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe Ill spend my off time without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like we need our own space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all the time I wasted away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont feel good unless you stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all the times I chased you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simply to catch back up with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your solitude is welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your attitude is welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All you see is red lights behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maybe this isnt what you wanted baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dont blame you falling backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No ones ever quite confused you this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all this time we wasted away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We dont feel good unless were gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all the times I chased you away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I simply dont feel good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your solitude is welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your attitude is welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this time, we heard alarms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come to find, we fell apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This whole thing has crashed down, crashed down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All this time, we heard alarms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your solitude is welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your attitude is welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are welcome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3150645964873149555?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3150645964873149555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3150645964873149555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3150645964873149555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3150645964873149555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-sun-rises_10.html' title='before the sun rises'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7461103104406581363</id><published>2008-01-10T05:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T09:50:06.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>before the sun rises part.2</title><content type='html'>currently listening to : zero 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of ironic to call this before the sun rises part 2 because by now it's already 7.30 and the sun has well and truly risen, and by now my cup of coffee has actually turned cold sitting in my air conditioned room, and it still tastes dreadful, i guess it's just not thick enough, not enough creamer which comes to show that 3 in 1 shacets sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyway what I originally had in mind to write about was something like a story about myself, I think i'm writing this more for myself rather then for the people that's going to read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been giving a lot of thought about why, I'm such a slacker, I mean I'm piratically the definition of a slacker if I was a Christian then I would be sent to the deepest levels of hell for the sin of sloth which I pledge guilty for. I wondered how or when did I start to be like this, as far back as I can remember I've always been like this I guess, practically ever since standard one i never liked doing work, and never did, i never like listening to what the school teaches, i love to read and i love to learn but i hate being told what to read and learn, so i never did any homeworks and my parents never really insist on making sure i did, maybe it's cause i'm an only child i don't know, they might blame them self for how i turn out to be now but i blame myself too because as far back as i can remember i've always been aware of the fact that i needed to do better or i knew i was being too lazy, but i always did just enough to get by, and luckily the things i had interest in sometimes coincided with things being thought at school mostly the science stuffs, i piratically spent my childhood in a library i had already learn about things like how sex reproduction works and all that at standard 5 which isn't thought in school until like if i'm not mistaken form 3? And that's how my life of school has been i can honestly say i learn little to nothing from school everything i know i probably learnt it myself from reading books other then school text books, the only thing i learn from school is probably math which is the one thing my parents DID insist on, well even that i didn't learn in school it's mostly in tuition that i actually learn anything, it never bothered me though because i got by being who i was, i even got into a science stream, which i slightly regret now seeing that i'm arts but if i think about it i don't believe it would have made a difference either way. I've always been a dreamer, i never pay any attention in class i'm always day dreaming i'd stare at the black board but my eyes would go out of focus and the words on it would be blurred and my mind would wonder off, hmm i'm really starting to think i DO have attention deficit disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By form 4 however I started to think I really need to bulk up on my studies, i never did. I'd go on sprees i would take notes everyday for awhile but it never lasts I never can sustain it for more then a few weeks if not a few days, I just detested things being tought, i hated to study maybe partly because it was all written in malay but i believe it's more to do with how the text books are written it's all very dull all straight  forward, I hated history because they write history in such a boring manner in such a matter of fact way I feel history should be written with passion and with emotions, I didn't like anything in school not even English the way English is tought in school is a joke, its so mundane and maybe that is why I can't spell and I don't know what is a noun what is a verb I don't know most of the technicality of English I can only tell what is right and what is wrong I can't tell you in technical term why and so on so. I felt highschool was just a memorizing game who ever that can memorize more wins and the subject they pick are the most boring ones, well at least i felt they managed to make it boring, the teachers we have here I believe most of them never wanted to be teachers I believe most of them had different dreams but never realized it and ended up being a teacher and hated every moment of it, they come to school hating everyday of it as much as the students do just that they never tell you but i could tell, they hate it too they teach like how you would wipe your ass after you shit it's just a necessity ,  mandatory affliction of survival, they do it just to get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much of a sloth I was I still managed to get by highschool, and I think part of me thought i could get by life this way, but deep inside i knew it was never true, college started and  reality was violently thrown in my face, I suddenly had to learn to live by myself and i HAD to work hard, harder then i've ever been in my entire life, a lot harder but I coped with it , I relished it really my 1st term in coll was good by my standards but in reality I just barely managed to last minute every thing, but at that time I had no friends, at least I had no friends to hang out with because all my class mates lived far away from coll so i was practically alone for the entire first term i had NO internet , not even a comp actually all i had was my Cds and a cd player in my room so thats how i lived everyday i get home i sit down pop a cd in and listened to songs and worked well actually it was more like i'd get home then wait until like 12am then start working, i prefer working at that time cause everyone is asleep by then so there's no one to distract me( i dint have ear plugs at that time, so even when i play music i can hear noises outside and i'd always feel like goin out to see what's happening).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By my second term however things drastically changed I got to know more people namely Tee, Adhy , and Ray and due to me having to retake 2 subjects met even more people namely Chris , Nina and the rest of the gang, so my lifestyle changed I was out more well actually i was out a lot, by the 3rd term things got out of hand, I had too many commitments and i was well aware that i wasn't fulling any of them nearly enough, by the end of the 3rd term I felt entirely lost, it's when i really started to question who i was and who i thought i was, because they turned out to be 2 very different person in my mind i believe i was this type of person but in reality i really was another, I disappointed , even as far as hurt a lot of people and i'm truely sorry i did&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no i'm not the man i used to be lately, see you met me at an interesting time&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;but there isn't anyone that felt more disappointed and hurt by me as me, I struggled to find myself again and at that point i just wanted to drop everything and sort myself out. But all along i really knew what was wrong and knew i was making things worst and worst as i was doing it but i really can't explain why i never stopped despite knowing , maybe the reality of it never really hit me till much later and when it hit it hit so hard i wanted to give up on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was never one that liked admitting defeat and I don't like giving up, in my mind I was sure I could do better and I had everything all planed out I knew what I needed to do but planning and executing are 2 very different things  as  my friend Jenq  would often say. So ever since i've been trying to crawl my way out of the deep dark hole i've dug myself into since I was 7 years old and it's been much much harder then i've ever imagined it to be, after 2 years of doing just that i'm just barely beginning to see the light at the end of the tunnel , I'm not nearly out yet though I won't fool myself into thinking so, there's still quite some way to go and lots of determination is still needed a lot of perseverance is called for, i've done this so many times i can't begin to recall how many if you just go back into my previous blog posts i'm sure you'll find posts identifying my own weaknesses and how i plan to eradicate them even as far back as in highschool if you've known me for that long and read my blogs since thos days , but now is the time like never before this is it, it's do or die , fight or flight , now or never , I will find my way this time, or I shall forever be lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(if you've made it this far then you must either really care that much about me to read it all , or you actually find my life interesting enough to read this far or i acutally write good enough to endear you so far =] either way this is the end)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny, i feel sleepy now. fuck. to sleep or not to sleep, that is the question&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7461103104406581363?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7461103104406581363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7461103104406581363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7461103104406581363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7461103104406581363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/before-sun-rises.html' title='before the sun rises part.2'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1050524224848604857</id><published>2008-01-08T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T03:34:06.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i really..</title><content type='html'>i really cant find it in me to go to sleep tonight and wait for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;because i really am scared of what tomorrow might bring&lt;br /&gt;not that i can really escape tomorrow either way, but still&lt;br /&gt;i really don't know what's wrong with me&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i do but i just can't seem to find it in me to fix it&lt;br /&gt;how is it, you know what you know what you want to do&lt;br /&gt;you know what you need to do&lt;br /&gt;yet you can't do it?&lt;br /&gt;it's really taking longer then i expected to find the answer to that question&lt;br /&gt;i take too much for granted , i take too little into account&lt;br /&gt;but these are the things i already know&lt;br /&gt;i don't have enough motivation i'd say to myself sometimes&lt;br /&gt;but do you really need more motivation then just the FUCKIN REST OF YOUR LIFE on the line, honestly really&lt;br /&gt;"these are the times of your life" they say&lt;br /&gt;it's been nothing be a mix of sleepless night for both all the right and wrong reasons&lt;br /&gt;a cocktail of caffeinated blood, a splash of remorse , a drop of highs and a dash of lows laced with a with a bittersweet after taste of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;all severely shaken not stirred.&lt;br /&gt;"it's the time of self discovery" they say&lt;br /&gt;well i think discover i did&lt;br /&gt;and i'm sorry to say i'm non too pleased with him&lt;br /&gt;so , change change change.&lt;br /&gt;change is much easier said then done&lt;br /&gt;change is tiresome change is a bitch change is draining change is a boxing match with no referees and no bells&lt;br /&gt;if you've been someone for all your life it really takes more then a thought to change&lt;br /&gt;i want i should i would&lt;br /&gt;if only i did.&lt;br /&gt;old habits die hard, no&lt;br /&gt;old habits die very fucking hard.&lt;br /&gt;can you help me i'm bent i'm so scared that i'll never get put back together&lt;br /&gt;i always start the same way "i'll do better this time"&lt;br /&gt;my life has been just a series's of i'll do better this time&lt;br /&gt;you'd argue who's isn't?&lt;br /&gt;"owh come on you're being too hard on yourself"&lt;br /&gt;no i'm not and i've never been nearly hard enough on myself&lt;br /&gt;cause the only person and can really fix you is you&lt;br /&gt;and if you cant help you, then who can?&lt;br /&gt;why am i so good at asking questions and never answering them&lt;br /&gt;identifying problems never fixing them&lt;br /&gt;i think i just dont want to end this cause i know&lt;br /&gt;i know once i do i'll have to submit to the fact that tomorrow has really become today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1050524224848604857?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1050524224848604857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1050524224848604857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1050524224848604857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1050524224848604857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-really.html' title='i really..'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8224033991314954549</id><published>2008-01-04T00:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:28:49.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" 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not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.&lt;br /&gt;I want the pain of payment&lt;br /&gt;What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts&lt;br /&gt;Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks&lt;br /&gt;Would you be my little cut?&lt;br /&gt;Would you be my thousand fucks?&lt;br /&gt;And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid&lt;br /&gt;To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter&lt;br /&gt;I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart&lt;br /&gt;Love is not like anything&lt;br /&gt;Especially a fucking knife&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8515950990495971903?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8515950990495971903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3061872138594487834</id><published>2007-12-29T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T05:42:25.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QaXIOanHlGc&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QaXIOanHlGc&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love the song love the video love the words perfect it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're just like old friends&lt;br /&gt;We just can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;That lovers make amends&lt;br /&gt;We are reasons so unreal&lt;br /&gt;We can't help but feel that something has been lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please you know you're just like me&lt;br /&gt;Next time I promise we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect strangers down the line&lt;br /&gt;Lovers out of time&lt;br /&gt;Memories unwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I still know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But now I wonder who I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel, you know it's not the end&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be good friends&lt;br /&gt;The letters have been sent on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, you always were so free&lt;br /&gt;You'll see, I promise we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect strangers when we meet&lt;br /&gt;Strangers on the street&lt;br /&gt;Lovers while we sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;You know this has to be&lt;br /&gt;We always we're so free&lt;br /&gt;We promised that we'd be&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3061872138594487834?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3061872138594487834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3061872138594487834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3061872138594487834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3061872138594487834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/12/ava-adore.html' title='perfect'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2095379409769008371</id><published>2007-12-11T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T03:49:37.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance Kimia Saya.</title><content type='html'>So last night was pretty eventful, went for My Chemical Romance's concert. Haven't been to a rock gig since what, Linkin Park 4 years ago? Well My Chemical Romance isn't exactly the band of my dreams to watch, but just for the heck of it rite its still rock gig with crazy people jumping about, or so I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there one and half hour early , there was already quite a horde of Mcr deranged kids there, whats the best part? It was raining , or rather it was drizzling, truthfully the scene looked alot more like a pasar malam then anything, there was stores all over selling drinks and food like burgers and fishballs on sticks, and pirated Tees, stickers, posters. The most annoying part is that there was like a celcom booth there and they thought it was cool to play Mcr songs real loud there, NO IT'S NOT! Dumb asses, i heard the songs so many times during the hour wait I was already almost sick of Mcr before the gig even started, whats better when they weren't playing Mcr songs? They played Simple Plan! and Good Charlotte brilliant guys totally professional I bet Mcr would have appreciated that. So after an hour of standing around being bombarded with looped Mcr songs we were finally let in to the stadium. Whats funny was that the opening act One Buck Short played right away, we were the first few ones in and they were already playing even before the stadium was barely filled up, and it was filling at a pretty slow rate, even after One Buck Short finished their act the place was just barely half filled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Buck Short was pretty good live, then Pop Shuvit played next which amazingly actually sounds better live then when I've heard them on radio they bring a lot of energy live, loud and hard hitting bass and fast tempo the only downer was that the crowd wasn't behind them enough and their songs were a lil draggy looping same melodies over too many times that gets tired fast, but pretty good over all their dj works were pretty cool mixed everything pretty well very Lp if you like really in many ways they are like Lp only without the screaming but if you listened to Lp lately there aren't much from them either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time Pop Shuvit finished the placed was fairly filled up , oh i forgot to mention that it was pretty disappointing the moment i got in cause i can see that they only barricaded one section of the field for the show unlike when Lp came where the whole field was used, so i already knew the crowd wasnt goin to be nearly as big, if you went for the Lp one then it was about 1/3 of what Lp's crowd was like. So after pop shuvit finished the mood was pretty much set as was the sun, you could see all the exited teenage girl's faces , all of them screamed like mad every time the crew members step out to set up the equipments it was pretty laughable cause they got so many false alarms i think half of them lost their voice even before the gig started scream every time they see a crew member scream for every light test scream for every sound check, eventually it took Mcr like 45 mins to come out all the while playing us what sounds like what would be Gerrard's Ipod's songs, from The Strokes to Smashing Pumpkins and Greenday, at least it's a lot better then looping Mcr songs when we're just about to hear it anyways .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a Mcr fan so pardon me when i say i dint know half the songs they played, what was funny was Gerrard after playing the opening song goin " I'm sorry that My Chemical Romance couldn't make it tonight but you can call use the American Sex Boys if you like" all and all the performance was pretty good they sound the same live as they sound on record which is good but it's just the nature of their song it just not that energetic, once again i'll refer to Lp's gig, people only went really crazy on thier last song Famous Last Words wheres people went that crazy on Lp's opening song thats how much the night contrasted comparing to Lp's gig. All and all it was pretty fun to watch Gerrard live he's very very animated and is very dramatic with lots of gestures and facial expression (in case you're wondering we can see his face on the big screen), quite funny guy too i liked at some point in the middle of the show he went " Omg i'm drowning in sweat, that's good thought, don't you just hate it when you see bands that play and they're just not sweating? its like did you come to play or did you come to just hang out? Well we're not here to hang out! you guys wanna hang out or you guys wanna drown with us?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end it was pretty worth while I guess, not a life changing thing but doesn't hurt to say i was there, whats sad was that i think half of the ppl there were like me, so a lot of the non 'single 'songs ppl there dint know the words to it,  but kudos to Mcr  for playing their hearts out despite the small and sometimes not so responsive crowd,  best song of the night for me would be Cancer, it was the one song that everyone knew and since the back ground was only piano you can really hear the crowd sing this one =] which is actually one of the few songs i like from them too, bummer of the night ? They dint play Ghost of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2095379409769008371?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2095379409769008371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2095379409769008371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2095379409769008371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2095379409769008371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/12/romance-kimia-saya.html' title='Romance Kimia Saya.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3375149603703358283</id><published>2007-12-04T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T21:33:19.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spell</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cxbSn_1ZSvo&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cxbSn_1ZSvo&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spotlight shining brightly on my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can see you thinking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yet I feel you looking my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Empty stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With nothing but this girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who's singing a simple melody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and wearing her heart on her sleeve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll help you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a moment I can tell I've got to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause your lips don't move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And something is happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause your eyes tell me the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've put a spell over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Beauty emminates from every word that you say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You capture the deepest thought with the purest simplest of ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not as graceful like﻿ you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nor am I as elequent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But just a simple melody can change the way that you see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll help you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For a moment I can tell that I've got to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause your lips don't move&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Something is happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause your eyes tell me the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've put a spell over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    And all my life I stumble, but and here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    and I'm perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    Perfect as I'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Marie Digby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3375149603703358283?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3375149603703358283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3375149603703358283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3375149603703358283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3375149603703358283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/12/spell.html' title='Spell'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1885662015473659956</id><published>2007-11-17T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T10:21:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The Explosm comics i put up some time ago were great. but these are more, artistic. i likee =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click To Enlarge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pbfcomics.com/archive/PBF052AD-We_Got_It.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1789365508548522555</id><published>2007-11-09T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:44:16.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so long scarecrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RzORKjzyhjI/AAAAAAAAACE/8Ee-Nzaepls/s1600-h/Scarling+-+So+Long+Scarecrow+-+ALBUMART.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RzORKjzyhjI/AAAAAAAAACE/8Ee-Nzaepls/s400/Scarling+-+So+Long+Scarecrow+-+ALBUMART.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130604011102307890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1789365508548522555?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' 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style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Marilyn Manson Sans makeup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Ryw_OG2Sp2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ykqJb-t-6M0/s1600-h/DSC09245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Ryw_OG2Sp2I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ykqJb-t-6M0/s400/DSC09245.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128543587257198434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Ryw9cG2Sp1I/AAAAAAAAABs/oKAWx-DJln0/s1600-h/DSC09127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Ryw9cG2Sp1I/AAAAAAAAABs/oKAWx-DJln0/s400/DSC09127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128541628752111442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Ryw9B22Sp0I/AAAAAAAAABk/gliBCihgUdM/s1600-h/DSC09124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Ryw9B22Sp0I/AAAAAAAAABk/gliBCihgUdM/s400/DSC09124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128541177780545346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-410978448171138931?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/410978448171138931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=410978448171138931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/410978448171138931'/><link 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/ash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 417px; height: 152px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/ash.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7082822772615023695?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7082822772615023695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7082822772615023695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7082822772615023695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicjesuschrist3.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicwalkedout2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicwalkedout2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/popcornplease.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/popcornplease.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Kris/growing.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Kris/growing.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Matt/pipe.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Matt/pipe.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Kris/walls.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 468px; height: 166px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Kris/walls.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-9126701044995164380?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9126701044995164380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=9126701044995164380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/9126701044995164380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/9126701044995164380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-697411517694395704</id><published>2007-10-26T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T00:41:00.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>digitalbath</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RyDGqG2SpyI/AAAAAAAAABU/Flexj0fJVC4/s1600-h/DSC00587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RyDGqG2SpyI/AAAAAAAAABU/Flexj0fJVC4/s400/DSC00587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125314802642757410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been like forever since the last time i drew a girl.&lt;br /&gt;cause i never do them any justice. here's my first try after a long while lol.&lt;br /&gt;still not doing her much justice. was hoping to do better. oh well first of many to come i guess ;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-697411517694395704?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/697411517694395704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=697411517694395704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/697411517694395704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/697411517694395704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/10/digitalbath.html' title='digitalbath'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RyDGqG2SpyI/AAAAAAAAABU/Flexj0fJVC4/s72-c/DSC00587.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7611450794614515545</id><published>2007-10-24T05:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:37:34.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here's no why</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The useless drag of another day&lt;br /&gt;The endless drags of a death rock boy&lt;br /&gt;Mascara sure and lipstick lost&lt;br /&gt;Glitter burned by restless thoughts of being forgotten&lt;br /&gt;And in your sad machines&lt;br /&gt;You'll forever stay&lt;br /&gt;Desperate and displeased-with whoever you are&lt;br /&gt;And your a star&lt;br /&gt;Somwhere-he pulls his hair down-over a frowning smile&lt;br /&gt;A hidden diamond you cannot find&lt;br /&gt;A secret star that cannot shine over to you&lt;br /&gt;May the king of gloom, be forever doomed&lt;br /&gt;And in your sad machines&lt;br /&gt;You'll forever stay&lt;br /&gt;Burning up in speed&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside the dreams, of teen machines&lt;br /&gt;The useless drags, the empty days&lt;br /&gt;The lonely towers of long mistakes&lt;br /&gt;To forgotten faces and faded loves&lt;br /&gt;Sitting still was never enough&lt;br /&gt;And if you're giving in, then your giving up&lt;br /&gt;Cause in your sad machines&lt;br /&gt;You'll forever stay&lt;br /&gt;Burning up in speed&lt;br /&gt;Lost inside the dreams, of teen machines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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why'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2855830070973770304</id><published>2007-10-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T19:12:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/duckduckgoose.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 571px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/duckduckgoose.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/dogname.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/dogname.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/properterm.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Rob/properterm.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Matt/now-hes-gonna-do-things-to-her-GASP.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 407px; height: 139px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Matt/now-hes-gonna-do-things-to-her-GASP.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicpiles2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 155px;" src="http://www.explosm.net/db/files/Comics/Dave/comicpiles2.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2855830070973770304?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2855830070973770304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2855830070973770304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2855830070973770304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2855830070973770304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_20.html' title=''/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4411465514509692593</id><published>2007-10-18T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T21:51:13.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>howdoi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rxdiyy4iVvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-SrhLv1nkr8/s1600-h/scotsummers.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rxdiyy4iVvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-SrhLv1nkr8/s400/scotsummers.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122671725949114098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you get from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RxdjsS4iVxI/AAAAAAAAABM/RXKswDz2GRI/s1600-h/no_future__by_uztarroz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/RxdjsS4iVxI/AAAAAAAAABM/RXKswDz2GRI/s400/no_future__by_uztarroz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122672713791592210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer's simple they say. just keep doing and doing you'll get it eventually. ;B&lt;br /&gt;feels like i've been doing figures forever and not gettin remotely close to what the latter one looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="on" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4411465514509692593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/10/howdoi.html' title='howdoi'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rxdiyy4iVvI/AAAAAAAAAA8/-SrhLv1nkr8/s72-c/scotsummers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4032256480678638517</id><published>2007-10-03T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T16:15:32.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>echoes,silence,patience and grace</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/68/Foos-ESPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/6/68/Foos-ESPG.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since i last wrote anything so i'll start with this review of the Echoes. silence ,patience and grace.&lt;br /&gt;So I got the new Foo Fighters's albumn and given it a few run through, first thoughts? Well they've sure come a long way since the days of Big Me and Learn to Fly, Foo Fighters have consistently change their sound and style without losing their identity from the hilarious and fun times of Big Me and Learn to Fly to the more serious and hard hitting tunes of Best of You and Times Like This. Time after time Dave Grohl manages to write amazing lyrics from stupid funny ones to heart touching ones, and Foo Fighters produces hits after hits over the years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how Dave Grohl the ex drummer of Nirvana comes out and forms his own band drop the drum sticks pick up a guitar a pen and a mic and makes it all work effortlessly even after being a part of a band of Nirvana's status and knowing an Icon like Kurt Cobain. Dave Grohl just carry on assume the role of front man and who'd ever guess the long haired drummer of Nirvana would become the front man of a powerhouse hugely successful band Foo Fighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've been a fan of the Foos since way back when then I guess this album is no let down, in any case this album is great unless you only liked Foo Fighters during the times they sounded a bit heavier , because this album has quite a few tracks that are acoustic, which actually are my fav tracks in the album, if you've listened to the Foo Fighters unplugged album that came out some time last year I think and liked it then this album is defiantly for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to , Come Alive , Stranger things have happened and But honestly. If you found a liking for thos then get the album =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4032256480678638517?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4032256480678638517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4032256480678638517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4032256480678638517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4032256480678638517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post_03.html' title='echoes,silence,patience and grace'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-455487856419332326</id><published>2007-10-02T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T17:38:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.apple.com/ipodtouch/gallery/images/02_large20070905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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I'll be the bumble bee behind you baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tear up everything inside you, well yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And it stings, and it stings&lt;br /&gt;Sun shines through your openings.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tear up everything inside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold up, don't say what I think you're gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;Take your time cause I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;It's all on you and I'm not sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my girl could you bring her to me?&lt;br /&gt;She don't like a life with a rock n' roll singer, well yeah.&lt;br /&gt;But we'll spend the rest of our lives in happiness.&lt;br /&gt;I'll wrap this ring around her finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold up, don't say what I think you're gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;Take your time cause I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;It's all on you and I'm not sane.&lt;br /&gt;You won't see what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;And you don't feel that you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;For now I'll live with you&lt;br /&gt;Quiet, quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see what you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;You don't feel like you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;You can take all the time you need.&lt;br /&gt;I hold my breath but I have to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold up, don't say&lt;br /&gt;Hold up, don't say&lt;br /&gt;Hold up, don't say what I think you're gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;Take your time cause I can wait.&lt;br /&gt;It's all on you and I'm not sane.&lt;br /&gt;You won't see what you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;And you don't feel that you're everything.&lt;br /&gt;For now I live with you&lt;br /&gt;Quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Alien Ant Farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1288201203181415937?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1288201203181415937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1288201203181415937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1288201203181415937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1288201203181415937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/quiet.html' title='quiet'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7598735678821413835</id><published>2007-09-19T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:26:04.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know we're just like old friends&lt;br /&gt;We just can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;That lovers make amends&lt;br /&gt;We are reasons so unreal&lt;br /&gt;We can't help but feel that something has been lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But please you know you're just like me&lt;br /&gt;Next time I promise we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect strangers down the line&lt;br /&gt;Lovers out of time&lt;br /&gt;Memories unwind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I still know who you are&lt;br /&gt;But now I wonder who I was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel, you know it's not the end&lt;br /&gt;We'll always be good friends&lt;br /&gt;The letters have been sent on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please, you always were so free&lt;br /&gt;You'll see, I promise we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;Perfect strangers when we meet&lt;br /&gt;Strangers on the street&lt;br /&gt;Lovers while we sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;You know this has to be&lt;br /&gt;We always we're so free&lt;br /&gt;We promised that we'd be&lt;br /&gt;Perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7598735678821413835?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7598735678821413835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7598735678821413835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7598735678821413835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7598735678821413835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/perfect.html' title='perfect'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8215590255075420805</id><published>2007-09-18T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:09:42.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when brush meets aerosol</title><content type='html'>if given an hour to draw or paint what can we normally do? barely a figure sketch or a landscape painting? if given and hour to Alex Pardee and friends this is what they can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/Ru9fBNew1WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/PWNlyvBUu0w/s1600/workmens4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/Ru9fBNew1WI/AAAAAAAAAVc/PWNlyvBUu0w/s1600/workmens4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Pardee has stupid insane brush control, while the ither dudes paint with an aerosol can as tho it was a brush i have no idea how the achieve the super thin lines with an aerosol can. Whats cool about this is they work on each others painting and it all still blends in as tho only one person did it all in the end. Here's how they did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3V1zv3UCBV8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3V1zv3UCBV8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8215590255075420805?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8215590255075420805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8215590255075420805' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7560715504131797920</id><published>2007-09-16T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T14:35:16.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ecstasy is all you need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living in the big machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh you're so vain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now your world is way too fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nothing's real and nothing lasts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm aware&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm in love but you don't care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Turn your anger into lust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm still here but you don't trust at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love and sex and loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take what's yours and leave the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I'll survive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;God it's good to be alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm torn in pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart is reeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still in love with all your sins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Where you stop and I begin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'll be waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Living like a house on fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What you fear is your desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to deal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I still love the way you feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now this angry little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drowning in this petty world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I'm who you run to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swallow all your bitter pills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's what makes you beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're all or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't need what you ain't got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm torn in pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My heart is reeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm blind and waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;goo goo dolls&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7560715504131797920?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7560715504131797920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7560715504131797920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7560715504131797920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7560715504131797920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-machine.html' title='big machine'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-7445870025885113576</id><published>2007-09-16T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:40:44.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more subtle then some thing someone contrives</title><content type='html'>I'm not a big fan of these chain things but okay i'll play along this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The tag victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.&lt;br /&gt;3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.&lt;br /&gt;5. Lastly, and most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thank you for being that kind of girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. someone as much as a lover is a best friend as well. because we're most comfortable at times with a best friend, if she's both then she's all i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.someone with great sense of humor and a stomach for idiotic sarcasm. just so we'd still have a good laugh even when one of the shitty days turn up and when not everything is sunshine and rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.someone thats full of randomness that never fails to surprise , so she'll always make me smile or take my breath away when i least expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.someone honest and real, because ppl are so full of shit these days you never know if ppl are who they say they are anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.someone with great taste for art, food , music , movies , books, and we shall spend endless days at the marvel of amazing melodies, beautiful strings of words and hunting for more things to blow our mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.someone that is able to inspire,move and motivate me, because i'm a lousy self motivator so it'd be nice to lean on someone while they lean on you.  it takes one to have the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.someone that knows me through and through so she'd keep me grounded when i lose my way and i'm not myself, holding on and believing in me when i doubt myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.someone that's confident, independent but not vain, strong but sensitive , i could go on and on but sometimes its the smallest of things the counts and its the smallest of things that makes someone so very special when you discover it, i'll let you know when i know then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. and oh someone that's good with spelling and needs correct  all the mistake she sees. bcuz i sux wit teh spilling n nids a spillchecker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't be tagging anyone because for one all the people i know that has a blog have already been tagged and, yeah thats reason enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this doubt is screaming is my face,&lt;br /&gt;in this familiar place sheltered and concealed,&lt;br /&gt;and if this night won't let me rest don't let me second guess what i know to be real,&lt;br /&gt;put away all i know for tonight,&lt;br /&gt;and maybe i just might,&lt;br /&gt;learn to let it go,&lt;br /&gt;take my security from me,&lt;br /&gt;then maybe finally,&lt;br /&gt;i won't have to know everything,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing left to defend&lt;br /&gt;tho i cannot pretend&lt;br /&gt;that everything makes sense&lt;br /&gt;but does it really matter now?&lt;br /&gt;if i do not know how&lt;br /&gt;to figure this thing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm against myself again&lt;br /&gt;trying to fit these pieces in&lt;br /&gt;walking on a cloud of dust tryin to get to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Helvetica10" style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-7445870025885113576?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7445870025885113576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=7445870025885113576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7445870025885113576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/7445870025885113576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/more-subtle-then-some-thing-someone.html' title='more subtle then some thing someone contrives'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2141341494364292303</id><published>2007-09-11T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T19:57:11.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chadamlives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/RuXaNiCOUnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gITOG2dxF5M/s1600/chadamposterpic72dpi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/RuXaNiCOUnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gITOG2dxF5M/s1600/chadamposterpic72dpi.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chadam is a character by alex pardee originally designed for the band The Used as an icon of imagination. Chadam's story got so popular over the internet it's going to be made into a 22 series 3D animation by warner bros. for more info click on the alex pardee link. if you like to know more about the story of chadam you could visit &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.myspace.com/chadamlives"&gt;www.myspace.com/chadamlives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2141341494364292303?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2141341494364292303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2141341494364292303' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2141341494364292303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2141341494364292303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/chadamlives.html' title='chadamlives.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/RuXaNiCOUnI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/gITOG2dxF5M/s72-c/chadamposterpic72dpi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-6257911039320304059</id><published>2007-09-08T04:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T04:45:00.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>keepmoving</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;    There are traces of the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the faces I have known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As the bus stops at the building&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The place that I called home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thought I'd left forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never thought that I'd return&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But everyday, I make my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I guess I never learn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never meant to hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No matter what I said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I never did desert you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are still inside my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The earth will keep on turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The sun will always rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know why, seems like I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm always so surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a world without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm living, but I'm nowhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wondering what to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know that I am someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can't remember who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Words are never simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;class style="font-style: italic;" id="NoSteal"&gt;&lt;/class&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And looking back in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has only shown me what I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's nothing left that's mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Staring at the skyline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The light is almost through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's going out of focus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's breaking into two&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I leave again like always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I try to find my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It'll be awhile, but I know I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Be coming back someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't sleep at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Life is black and white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And all I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a world without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ivy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-6257911039320304059?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6257911039320304059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=6257911039320304059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6257911039320304059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6257911039320304059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/09/four-in-morning.html' title='keepmoving'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-6579725258506414448</id><published>2007-09-07T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T01:27:06.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>save room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Say that you'll stay a little&lt;br /&gt;dont say bye-bye tonight&lt;br /&gt;say you'll be mine&lt;br /&gt;just a little bit of love&lt;br /&gt;is worth a moment of your time.&lt;br /&gt;Knockin' on your door just a little&lt;br /&gt;it's so cold outside tonight&lt;br /&gt;let's get a fire burning&lt;br /&gt;oh I know I'll keep it burning bright&lt;br /&gt;if your stay, wont you save, save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save room for my love&lt;br /&gt;Save room for a moment to be with me&lt;br /&gt;Save room for my love&lt;br /&gt;Save a little, save a little for me&lt;br /&gt;Won't you save a little&lt;br /&gt;Save a little for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just might hurt a little&lt;br /&gt;love hurts sometimes when you do it right&lt;br /&gt;dont be afraid of a little bit of pain&lt;br /&gt;pleasure is on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;Let down your guard just a little&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep you safe in these arms of mine&lt;br /&gt;hold on to me pretty baby&lt;br /&gt;you will see I can be all you need if you stay&lt;br /&gt;won't you save, save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh c'mon, make time to live a little&lt;br /&gt;don't let this moment slip by tonight&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know what you're missing&lt;br /&gt;'till you try, ill keep you satisfied if you stay&lt;br /&gt;won't you save, save&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by-&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;John Legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-6579725258506414448?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8698696987429059191</id><published>2007-08-31T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T17:52:40.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/paintings2/82.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/paintings2/82.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel shitty lately you should try settin this as your desktop background. it doesnt make much sense to me but it makes me laugh/smile everytime i see it. cute. =B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8698696987429059191?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4248171993838047229</id><published>2007-08-29T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T14:48:04.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing hurts now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="lyrics"&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There was a time, you make me believe, that I'd receive&lt;br /&gt;Something that would hold, &amp; wouldn't leave me cold&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; there was a line you made me cross,&lt;br /&gt;So the two of us would have the strength to bare,&lt;br /&gt;The crosses we couldn't share&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But nothing hurts now, that didn't hurt before&lt;br /&gt;So I won't pretend that it was the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing hurts now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There was a time, I made you smile, &amp; for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I was beautiful to you, I was beautiful like you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But these things often pass, &amp; for you they just wouldn't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So I was first to know, when you had to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But nothing hurts now, that didn't hurt before&lt;br /&gt;So I won't pretend that it was the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Cause nothing hurts now&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;words by- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Magnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4248171993838047229?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4248171993838047229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4248171993838047229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4248171993838047229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4248171993838047229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-hurts-now_29.html' title='nothing hurts now'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1784186789114604665</id><published>2007-08-28T00:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T00:31:58.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Guess i'm just a gust of wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Moved on quickly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Almost unoticed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But quite powerful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Our rush could easily have blown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your defenses down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could easily have blown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your defenses down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you hear me whispering Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you see me waving goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you notice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that I didn't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I guess I just brushed through your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; More gently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Than I intended to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not fresh enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just a breeze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can make you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can make you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; High&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you hear me whispering hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you see me waving goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you notice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I didn't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Your taste I don't mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It was worth the try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And though uninvited&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I came by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Did you notice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I didn't cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by-  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ingvild Hasund&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1784186789114604665?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1784186789114604665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1784186789114604665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1784186789114604665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1784186789114604665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/rush.html' title='rush'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-252366886662517408</id><published>2007-08-25T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T15:20:46.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pacemaker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Slow down the pace,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I have never known me this out of place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If stupid acting dumb, is the shape of things to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I ad up that sum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then this is where I can't get back from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my hand, I will follow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you can slow this down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my hand and I will mellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause only you can hold me like a torniquet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And make me stay, here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No ego left to bruise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at least there's something good in most bad news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just don't want to cruise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With anyone of the young dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause round for round,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only uncool will travel on gravel ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So take my hand, I will follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you can slow this down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my hand and I will mellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause only you can slow this down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can slow this down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So take my hand, I will follow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only you can slow this down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Take my hand and I will mellow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause only you can hold me like a torniquet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And make me stay, here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;words by -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Magnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-252366886662517408?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/252366886662517408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=252366886662517408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/252366886662517408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/252366886662517408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/nothing-hurts-now.html' title='the pacemaker'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1096251344924657616</id><published>2007-08-16T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T14:10:34.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell of a start.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://soccernet-akamai.espn.go.com/design05/DJ/20070815/ron_danham.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://soccernet-akamai.espn.go.com/design05/DJ/20070815/ron_danham.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you watch football and if you're a Man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Utd&lt;/span&gt; fan, i bet you're shaking already. Week 2 and not only did we not to manage get a single win while Chelsea clocked in 2 wins already, we've lost Wayne Rooney for 2 months due to leg injury and now Cristiano &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ronaldo&lt;/span&gt; for 3 games, 2 of our biggest player gone when we need them the most now to jump start our game after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stuttering&lt;/span&gt; the last 2. Not quite the start i was hoping for this season but it's alrite Tevez put up a good show last night filling in for Rooney, i think we'd grind it out and come good when all our players are back namely Gary Neville and Luis Saha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1096251344924657616?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1096251344924657616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1096251344924657616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1096251344924657616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1096251344924657616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/hell-of-start.html' title='hell of a start.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3673268577768053889</id><published>2007-08-13T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T22:11:58.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fine again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like every day’s the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I’m left to discover on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It seems like everything is gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and there’s no color to behold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They say it’s over and I’m fine again, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Try to stay sober feels like I’m dying here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I am aware now of how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s gonna be fine one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, I’m in hell I am prepared now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everyone’s gonna be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day too late, just as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I feel the dream in me expire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and there’s no one left to blame it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear you label me a liar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;‘cause I can’t seem to get this through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You say it’s over, I can sigh again, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why try to stay sober when I’m dying here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I am aware now of how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s gonna be fine one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, I’m in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am prepared now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everyone’s gonna be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day too late; just as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I must assure you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you’re never gonna get away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I’m not scared now. No…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am aware now of how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything’s gonna be fine one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Too late, I’m in hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am prepared now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everyone’s gonna be fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One day too late, just as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am prepared now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seems everything’s gonna be fine for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me; for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me, for me, for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For me, for me, for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Seether&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3673268577768053889?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3673268577768053889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3673268577768053889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3673268577768053889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3673268577768053889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/fine-again.html' title='fine again'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-5791934244268754523</id><published>2007-08-12T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T15:00:48.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile</title><content type='html'>My term ends this Tuesday and all the shit for the past 3 months can be put to rest, sigh as much as i want to I'm not actually in that much of a mood to write I don't know why, just feel..bleak, not that i'm too sure what it was that i wanted to say, there's just a void i don't know how to fill, i've keep myself busy rather well, but as this sem is drawing to an end i can't help but wonder with all the free time i'm going to have soon will I mutilate my self once again as my thoughts are allowed to manifest upon them self, It's been awhile though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I could hold my head up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I first saw you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I could stand on my own two feet again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I could call you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything I can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As fucked up as it all may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The consequences that I've rendered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've stretched myself beyond my means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I can say that I wasn't addicted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I can say I love myself as well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I've gone and fucked things up just like I always do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But all that shit seems to disappear when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And everything I can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As fucked up as it all may seem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The consequences that I've rendered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I've gone and fucked things up again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why must I feel this way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just make this go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just one more peaceful day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I could look at myself straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I said I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I've seen the way the candles light your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I can still remember just the way you taste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I could hold my head up high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And it's been awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Since I said I'm sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Staind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-5791934244268754523?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5791934244268754523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=5791934244268754523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5791934244268754523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5791934244268754523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8942379667169591285</id><published>2007-08-12T12:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T12:04:13.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the crying tree of mercury</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the song I've been singing my whole life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been waiting like a knife &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To cut open your heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And bleed my soul to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I did it all for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You and you and you and you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This is the sound I've been making my whole life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been waiting for this night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To clear up all the talk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Althought I'm selfish to a fault &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Is it selfish it's you I want &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You I did it all for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This love will stand as long as you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's really no excuse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I did it all for you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; These are the tears I've been crying my whole life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like an ocean of desire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm reaching thru the noise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Across the dusk of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Within the lilting lies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am singing out to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8942379667169591285?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8942379667169591285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8942379667169591285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8942379667169591285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8942379667169591285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/crying-tree-of-mercury.html' title='the crying tree of mercury'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1514062811081814036</id><published>2007-08-09T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T10:26:30.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hollow years</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; He's just the kind of man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hear about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who leaves his family for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;An easy out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They never saw the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He never said a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;He couldn't take another day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carry me to the shoreline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bury me in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walk me across the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And maybe you'll understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once the stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're crawling under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is lifted off your shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Once the cloud that's raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Over your head disappears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The noise that you'll hear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is the crashing down of hollow years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She's not the kind of girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hear about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She'll never want another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She'll never be without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She'll give you all the signs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;She'll tell you everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then turn around and walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carry me to the shoreline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bury me in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Into the waves)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Walk me across the water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And maybe you'll understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;dream theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1514062811081814036?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1514062811081814036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1514062811081814036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1514062811081814036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1514062811081814036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/hollow-years.html' title='hollow years'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2329437574850295137</id><published>2007-08-08T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T20:36:16.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got the life</title><content type='html'>if you've known me for awhile you'd probly know I'am prone to fucking up my phone's screens, everyone still remembers my 3100 with a self drawn background, and more recently my z520i which flips out like mad and the screen can go scrolling of the sides and stuff looking like a gnarly mini jackpot machine, however its a bitch to write smses with in spite of how cool it is to show people your sick screen. I got that fixed like last dec and woop pi doo it's screwed up again. So i've managed to screw up candy bar phones, flip phones so lets see, i think i'd tap into the realm of slide phones baby, 3rd time's a charm rite? ;B behold the S500i ( i never know what the i at the back stands for. is there a diff between have an i at the back and not?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/images/spgd/GPD_45243_1511_0_4000.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 210px;" src="http://www.sonyericsson.com/images/spgd/GPD_45243_1511_0_4000.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2329437574850295137?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2329437574850295137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2329437574850295137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2329437574850295137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2329437574850295137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/got-life.html' title='got the life'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-5688607794249002606</id><published>2007-08-08T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T18:43:20.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in repair</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too many shadows in my room &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too many hours in this midnight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Too many corners in my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So much to do to set my heart right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh but if i take my heart's advice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I should assume it's still unsteady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am in repair, i am in repair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stood on the corner for a while &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To wait for the wind to blow down on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hoping it takes with it my old ways &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And brings some brand new luck upon me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh but if i take my heart's advice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I should assume it's still unsteady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am in repair, i am in repair &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And now i'm walking in the park &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All of the birds they dance below me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Maybe when things turn green again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It will be good to say you know me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh it's taking so long i could be wrong, i could be ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh but if i take my heart's advice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I should assume it's still unsteady &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh i'm never really ready, yeah, oh, i'm never really ready &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm in repair, i'm not together but i'm getting there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;john mayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-5688607794249002606?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5688607794249002606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=5688607794249002606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5688607794249002606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5688607794249002606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-repair.html' title='in repair'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8114231737191712466</id><published>2007-08-08T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T10:13:38.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  All the words are calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Got time on my own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's no destination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wondering whether I'll feel it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep my hands off the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there's nowhere else to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just hang around awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like to sit this silent moment out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't want to lose or let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time's just gonna change itself around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The autumn leaves are falling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Falling down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's nothing I can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And there's nothing I can say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's gonna change the way I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keep my hands off the wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause there's nowhere else to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take some time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just hang around awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like to sit this silent moment out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't want to lose or let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time's just gonna change itself around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Take this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just hang around awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like to sit this silent moment out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't wanna lose or let you down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Time's just gonna change itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Change itself around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All alone without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I feel it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause you're running with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're running with your life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Won't you come inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by-&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;zero7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8114231737191712466?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8114231737191712466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8114231737191712466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8114231737191712466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8114231737191712466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-time.html' title='in time'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4305534894700943099</id><published>2007-08-08T03:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T03:40:14.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my beating heart baby</title><content type='html'>here's somtin stupid/funny my friend sent me awhile ago. love is sensation caused by temptation a guy stick his dick into girl's location to increase the population for the next generation avoid penetration for the satisfaction do u need further explaination or u need a demostration? lol funny to some awfull to others i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Baby is this love for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let me in your arms to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the beating of your heart baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The beating of your heart baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; In spite of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; even out of view,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; still I love all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I do. Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;words by -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;head automatica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4305534894700943099?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4305534894700943099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4305534894700943099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4305534894700943099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4305534894700943099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-beating-heart-baby.html' title='my beating heart baby'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-6330934806023207673</id><published>2007-08-05T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T17:20:53.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot frank</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; One last vein to poke made it too dark to see this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Scenery slips then line up to go in the ground and leave us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So repeat this till I'm sick and I won't feed this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To my little girl who kept me in this world to beat this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As a little kid taught to follow Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Get to the front of the line I'm bein' lead by elitists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So when I speak words that I don't mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's like I'm only in a cloud to wonder what serene is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unable to wake and delete the reasons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Or be the same bed I made up to sleep with demons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Whether sick sane of a pattern repeated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I spit pain I knew how to relieve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If at sixteen I had started to treat it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Till my shit changed whether or not I would need it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To trace back to the face before the fetus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If the departure was wrong from the gate then she is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Trigger finger itch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The son of a snitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm the rat's favorite son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Last to pal and cut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Slit to bleed the rust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; By the last heart I've won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We roll under covers waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've tied off a limb debating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If all of the names forsaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Spell out what I'm takin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watching the skin pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would do anything to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tell you what I've been late to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fix up my head and escape to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Where I can rest my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The sun says wake up with a beam in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Clutchin' the bed like she's still by my side part of me died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Even when I prescribed still just to be ostracized&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cuz she don't really know if she wants to ride or drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; While no nooses long enough to hang my excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Whether I'm dead, gun to my head, or reclusive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The end is close almost no need for money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yet when I wished for death nobody took my life from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I cannot see what's right in front of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And the lights on there still wouldn't be enough to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I fixed me when I broke the aggression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I'm still attracted to my beautiful depression&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If I felt emotions I learned to suppress 'em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Till I'm ready to sleep I'll have found a place to rest then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No thanks to angst I learned my lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And can erase the face that can't answer the questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Trigger finger itch the son of a snitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm the rat's favorite son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And by the time I'm back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That heart that beats so black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Let it shine like his gun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We roll under covers waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've tied off a limb debating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If all of the names forsaken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Spell out what I'm taking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Watching the skin pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cage (feat darryl palumbo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-6330934806023207673?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6330934806023207673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=6330934806023207673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6330934806023207673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6330934806023207673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/shoot-frank.html' title='shoot frank'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2992657534270527049</id><published>2007-08-05T10:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T10:10:51.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>o.lover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What's the worst thing that could happen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We could change our minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That seems to be the hottest topic at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We're sitting around in the meditation, dragging, chasing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Wonderin?whose holdin?whose got the will to draw the line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I know you've got something burning up inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's so unhealthy but so good for me, oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Said if I didn't know, and if I didn't know, well if I didn't know that you loved me would you tempt me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well God only knows our contradiction's to quitting, is a hate to love relationship thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A fire under you is so fulfilling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I fear there's nothing more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm giving, giving you, the choke hold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My flirting with disaster is modern love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ugggh you, you're so bold,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My wanting to kiss you still is not enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm getting over, all the comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Unfriendly statements made by people are nonsense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm getting stronger, by the minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And once I slip into position I'll swing you and turn you all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are the sweetest thing I've found since whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the only way my time is measured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You might be the silent type,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But your advertising louder now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's crazy how you're killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Woo, you're killing me, but I like your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Red top and matching bottoms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You know the one, the ones you got on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pull them over your skinny self&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But don't cover your tattoo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Woo, cause I like to look at you, yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I love that smell on you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I got your special place against this face for tasting too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I like it natural,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No need for chemicals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sparkening up my senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're making it sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're calling it sexual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And you're going to get yours, my lady.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Might even be today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it ain't no thing 'cause I'll be rolling right along with you-woo-woo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are the sweetest thing I've found since whenever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're the only way my time is measured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You might be the silent type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you're advertising louder now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's crazy how you're killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And give us both a break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And to give us back a taste when the way things were before they made the laws,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And to give us both a chance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But it won't be the last romance cause when the weekend starts the guilty party's on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2992657534270527049?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2992657534270527049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2992657534270527049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2992657534270527049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2992657534270527049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/olover.html' title='o.lover'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3885453092858419471</id><published>2007-08-03T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T03:13:09.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Come and hold my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I wanna contact the living&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not sure I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This role I've been given&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I sit and talk to God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And he just laughs at my plans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My head speaks a language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just wanna feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Real love feel the home that I live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos I got too much life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Running through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Going to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I don't wanna die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But I ain't keen on living either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before I fall in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm preparing to leave her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Scare myself to death&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's why I keep on running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Before I've arrived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can see myself coming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just wanna feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Real love feel the home that I live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cos I got too much life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Running through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Going to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And I need to feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Real love and the love ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can not get enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just wanna feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Real love feel the home that I live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I got too much love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Running through my veins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To go to waste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I just wanna feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Real love and the love ever after&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's a hole in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You can see it in my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's a real big place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;robbie williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3885453092858419471?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3885453092858419471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3885453092858419471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3885453092858419471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3885453092858419471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/08/feel.html' title='feel'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-959809965037017541</id><published>2007-07-29T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T05:34:49.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning view</title><content type='html'>Its 5 and I just got back from watching Simpsons The Movie  and yet another night spent in Ac foosing, and watching the blur masses of people as they come and go, surrounded by dampened noises of some simple plan back ground music being played, giggling girls, macho macha's ramblings laced with pool balls colliding and the ping and pangs of the foos balls hitting the metal back panel signifying a goal scored and often accompanied with cheers, laughters and trash talk there after. I watched as the water vapors swirled around my cold coke can in my hand then i smiled cause it reminds me of a certain Mr A-Z  ' I can save you from unoriginal dum-dums who wouldn't care if you commm-plete  them or not, So while I got a short attention span with a coke in my hand, because i rather have the afternoon relax and understand.." and then i snap back and made a mental note, 'you drift away from reality too much this shit gotta stop happening'. I guess despite the masses of people and the high decibels of  volume the roaming 'chun chicks' were all still not interesting enough for me, in spite of the 'happening-ness'&lt;br /&gt;I'm retarded I think. Jarren'd agree in a heart beat I know. Do you ever wonder what happens to the words that we send? do they bend do they break from the flight that they take, and come back together again with a whole new meaning to the matter of our love's defense at least be sympathetics to the time i spent'. =] someone once told me 'regurgitating lyrics won't do'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="headertext"&gt;I'm floating down a river&lt;br /&gt;                              Oars freed from their holes long ago&lt;br /&gt;                              Lying face up on the floor of my vessel&lt;br /&gt;                              I marvel at the stars&lt;br /&gt;                              And feel my heart overflow&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                              Further down the river&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                              Two weeks without my lover&lt;br /&gt;                              I'm in this boat alone&lt;br /&gt;                              Floating down a river named emotion&lt;br /&gt;                              Will I make it back to shore&lt;br /&gt;                              Or drift into the unknown&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                              Further down the river&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                              I'm building an antenna&lt;br /&gt;                              Transmissions will be sent when I am through&lt;br /&gt;                              Maybe we'll meet again further down the river&lt;br /&gt;                              And share what we both discovered...&lt;br /&gt;                              Then revel in the view&lt;br /&gt;                             &lt;br /&gt;                              Further down the river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-959809965037017541?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/959809965037017541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=959809965037017541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/959809965037017541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/959809965037017541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-5-and-i-just-got-back-from-watching.html' title='morning view'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8958901096959178456</id><published>2007-07-28T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T06:19:17.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone i break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;it's actually quite amusingly ironic that I'm posting lyrics by Korn some of you may know why but,yeah im dead tired to cerita why rite now so, maybe some other time.so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up&lt;br /&gt;been bleeding too long&lt;br /&gt;Right here, right now&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop it some how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will make it go away&lt;br /&gt;can't be here no more&lt;br /&gt;Seems this is the only way&lt;br /&gt;I will soon be gone&lt;br /&gt;these feelings will be gone&lt;br /&gt;these feelings will be gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see the times they change&lt;br /&gt;leaving doesn't seems so strange&lt;br /&gt;I am hoping I can find&lt;br /&gt;where to leave my hurt behind&lt;br /&gt;All this shit I seem to take&lt;br /&gt;all alone I seem to break&lt;br /&gt;I have lived the best I can&lt;br /&gt;Does this make me not a man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut me off&lt;br /&gt;I am ready,&lt;br /&gt;Heart stops&lt;br /&gt;I stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Can't be on my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to leave this place?&lt;br /&gt;What is it I'm running from?&lt;br /&gt;is there nothing more to come? (am I Gunna leave this place?)&lt;br /&gt;Is it always black in space?&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to take it's place?&lt;br /&gt;Am I going to leave this race? (Am I going to leave this race?)&lt;br /&gt;I guess god's up in this place?&lt;br /&gt;what is it that I've become?&lt;br /&gt;is there something more to come? (more to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Korn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8958901096959178456?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8958901096959178456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8958901096959178456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8958901096959178456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8958901096959178456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/alone-i-break.html' title='alone i break'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-9218725411151289008</id><published>2007-07-27T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T13:53:39.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bodies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cast the pearls aside, of a simple life of need&lt;br /&gt;Come into my life forever&lt;br /&gt;The crumbled cities stand as known&lt;br /&gt;Of the sights you have been shown&lt;br /&gt;Of the hurt you call your own&lt;br /&gt;Love is suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The empty bodies stand at rest&lt;br /&gt;Casualties of their own flesh&lt;br /&gt;Afflicted by their dispossession&lt;br /&gt;But no bodies ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Nobodys&lt;br /&gt;No bodies felt like you&lt;br /&gt;Nobodys&lt;br /&gt;Love is suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we drive the night, to the ironies of peace&lt;br /&gt;You can't help deny forever&lt;br /&gt;The tragedies reside in you&lt;br /&gt;The secret sights hide in you&lt;br /&gt;The lonely nights divide you in two&lt;br /&gt;All my blisters now revealed&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness of my dreams&lt;br /&gt;In the spaces in between us&lt;br /&gt;But no bodies ever knew&lt;br /&gt;Nobodys&lt;br /&gt;No bodies felt like you&lt;br /&gt;Nobodys&lt;br /&gt;Love is suicide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-9218725411151289008?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9218725411151289008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=9218725411151289008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/9218725411151289008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/9218725411151289008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/bodies.html' title='bodies'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2805263797801486882</id><published>2007-07-26T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T02:12:20.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgive my indecision</title><content type='html'>Eyesuckink.com has been updated and now has a new layout , a cleaner one but more importantly there are tons of new artwork uploaded, i don't know why but i love Alex Pardee's work and always feel i can relate to it somehow even thought most of his work doesn't mean anything and is pretty twisted and abstract ,  Maybe its just the mood you get it's just so emotionally charged. Someone once told me ' i see the other side in your drawings, i see softer side in it despite of how twisted it looks, i don't know why', i guess thats about what I'd say about alex's work seeing i pretty much rip off him most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/Illustrations3/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/Illustrations3/16.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which this just happened to play while i was writing and i could not at any point of my life remember not relating to this song, i'm sure alot of people knows this one and feels the same way too. brilliant Brandon Byod, btw did you know Brandon Byod practices lucid dreaming? Wicked stuff probably where he draws inspiration from. I only ever remember having one once, i hardly get any dreams. Hey to think about it Alex Pardee says alot of his drawings are based on his dreams too, hmm. Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seven a.m.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; the garbage truck beeps as it backs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;start my day &lt;/span&gt;thinking about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;what &lt;/span&gt;I've &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;thrown away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could I push &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;rewind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The credits traverse signifying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;the end&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I missed the best part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Could we please go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;back to start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Forgive &lt;/span&gt;my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;indecision&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; eleven a.m.,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; by now you would &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; I would be up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but my bedsheets shade the heat of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;choices&lt;/span&gt; I've&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; made&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And what did I find?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I never thought I could want someone&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'cause now you're not here and I'm knee deep in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;old fear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Forgive my indecision,I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;only &lt;/span&gt;a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Then again, you're always first when no one's on your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But then again, a day will come when I want off that ride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Twelve pm and my dusty telephone rings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Heavy head up from my pillow, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;who&lt;/span&gt; could it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; it's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;words by -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2805263797801486882?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2805263797801486882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2805263797801486882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2805263797801486882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2805263797801486882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/forgive-my-indecision.html' title='forgive my indecision'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3252975273761443288</id><published>2007-07-26T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T01:40:18.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my stupid mouth</title><content type='html'>When I think about it i often question myself why I have the need to question everything. Not just everything to do with me  even everything has next to no relation with me. Why do I bother with things I need not bother with why do i delve into things I don't really actually care for. Why am I even bothering to write this down, I need to vent i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that I also like to think or rather i don't think it i just act as though i know a lot or know better then people with no actual intention of illustrating such facts.  If you tell me about something cool that i already know off and probably did some research on, chances are i'd tell you that there is something better, like for instance if you tell me how cool a new Nokia phone is and you plan to buy one,chances are I'd tell how much cooler an Iphone is and rant on about it giving you 57 reasons why the Iphone beats the Nokia phone so badly, which often times lead to people thinking I'm just trying to out-do them or down play what ever their views are on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well pardon me for sharing then, I'm absurd in that way i guess. When i beg to differ i guess i  go way out to show people why. Which is a waste of effort and time most of the time cause people already would have made up their minds on their views and you can throw them 825001 reasons on why you're right plus a PB&amp;J sandwich,you're still gonna be wrong no matter what, well I could be wrong 825001 over but at the end of the day the question is why bother? I'm tired of debating already, If I'm right and you're right who's wrong then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I'm never speaking up again it only hurts me'&lt;br /&gt;'I rather be a mystery then she desert me'&lt;br /&gt;'Oh I'm never speaking up again, starting now'&lt;br /&gt;'One more thing'&lt;br /&gt;'Why is it my fault?'&lt;br /&gt;'So maybe I try too hard'&lt;br /&gt;'But it's all because of this desire'&lt;br /&gt;'I just wanna be liked'&lt;br /&gt;'I just wanna be funny'&lt;br /&gt;'Looks like the jokes on me'&lt;br /&gt;'So call me captain backfire'&lt;br /&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;John Mayer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/paintings2/62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.eyesuckink.com/mechanics/paintings2/62.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3252975273761443288?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3252975273761443288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3252975273761443288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3252975273761443288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3252975273761443288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-stupid-mouth.html' title='my stupid mouth'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-5814286649775543727</id><published>2007-07-22T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T21:31:35.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i have to block out thoughts of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           so i don’t lose my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           they crawl in like a cockroach&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           leaving babies in my bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           dropping little reels of tape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           to remind me that i’m alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           playing movies in my head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           that make a porno feel like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           there's a burning in my pride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           a nervous bleeding in my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           an ounce of peace is all i want for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           will you never call again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           and will you never say that you loved me just to put it in my face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           and will you never try to reach me it is i that wanted space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me in ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           yea ways hard to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           i’m sober now for three whole months&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           the one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing i wont touch again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           in my sick way i want to thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           for holding my head up late at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           while i was busy waging wars on myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           you were trying to stop the fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           you never doubted my warped opinions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           on things like suicidal hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           you made me compliment myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           when it was way to hard to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           so i’ll drive so fucking far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           that i never cross your mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           and do whatever it takes in your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           to leave me behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me for all the things i didn’t do for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me in ways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           yea ways hard to swallow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           with a sad heart i say bye to you and wave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that i had made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           and like a baby boy i never was a man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           until i saw your blue eyes cry and i held your face in my hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           and then i fell down yelling make it go away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           just make her smile come back and shine just like it use to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;           and then she whispered how can you do this to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;words by -&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Blue October.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-5814286649775543727?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5814286649775543727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=5814286649775543727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5814286649775543727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5814286649775543727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/hate-me.html' title='hate me.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1484687628306982422</id><published>2007-07-21T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:04:06.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry waves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;due to inability to ever do work early there is figures,figures and figures again. =]&lt;br /&gt;by the way Project bazooka's penang invasion at laundrybar was wicked, sadly the crowd there was, less then rock savvy i guess. Wish i could have spent more time with Zhuiie tho, it's okay we'll hang out more when the girl comes back for the summer holls. so, in conclusion. I say in conclusion cause thats the only thing i remember from high school about writing. anyways as always ill leave you with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In a sea of waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We hug the same plank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just as I had rehearsed it over in my brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I saw your end)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If the waves suck you in, and you drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If like you should sink down beneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll swim down. Would you? Would You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You hang anchors over my neck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I liked it at first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But the more you you laughed, the crazier I came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the waves suck you in, and you drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If like you should sink down beneath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll swim way swim down. Would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well that's what you've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wave...after...wave...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If like you should sink down beneath, I'll swim down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Would you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is that what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is this what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;With you, you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Escape, below&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Deftones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1484687628306982422?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1484687628306982422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1484687628306982422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1484687628306982422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1484687628306982422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/cherry-waves.html' title='cherry waves'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-5625539876505307725</id><published>2007-07-19T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:51:26.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seven Shades of Black</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/Rp5zm3NH07I/AAAAAAAAAQk/2GHsqhS0WHs/s1600/neckslit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/Rp5zm3NH07I/AAAAAAAAAQk/2GHsqhS0WHs/s1600/neckslit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I really wish i had a credit card and that I can afford all these awesome prints of Alex Pardee's art that everyone needs so they can hang in their room and hope one day to be just as good, or maybe just so it'd aid your emo-ness when you're all alone then you'd at least have something pretty to call your own. p.s: click on the image to get the full view of its crazy details in full glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm on the street yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm looking for myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm gonna make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'll take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Like everybody else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Belle of the fawning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm yawning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sister can't you spell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Above suspicion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Hey listen !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm digging my own hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I want you bad, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I want you bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And without peer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And without fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm without anyone at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm torn apart, decrying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How unjust you are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; For busting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; My black heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause you don't want me no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But just you worry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause when they scratch-scratch my door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You'll hurry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ah 1, 2, 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; This gun is loaded, devoted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You postulate the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Riding the seesaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There's no law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That I have ever met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm just a flat punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On dead junk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Riding a vanguard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cut from the vaunted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm haunted, till death do us part&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I want you bad, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I want you bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fall in hate with me with one trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You will want it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The yeah-yeah tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The now and here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The without anyone at all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm torn without&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I'm crying out for doom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We are the lurking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The panzers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The black as coal as night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Stealing the stealthy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And stellar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Until we get it right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Notice the yearlings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The dead things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The pretty as you please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am the regent, the marquis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sowing my bad seeds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I want you bad, ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'Cause I want you bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fall in hate with me with one trick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You will want it all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; As St. Patrick pipes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;words by - &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-5625539876505307725?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5625539876505307725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=5625539876505307725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5625539876505307725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5625539876505307725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/seven-shades-of-black.html' title='Seven Shades of Black'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_u_1kPH7Zd6w/Rp5zm3NH07I/AAAAAAAAAQk/2GHsqhS0WHs/s72-c/neckslit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-9168950169119892778</id><published>2007-07-19T04:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:57:52.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>great big white world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; In space the stars are no nearer&lt;br /&gt;Just glitters like a morgue&lt;br /&gt;And I dreamed I was a spaceman&lt;br /&gt;Burned like a moth in a flame&lt;br /&gt;And our world was so fucking gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not attached to your world&lt;br /&gt;Nothing heals and nothing grows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's a great big white world&lt;br /&gt;And we are drained of our colors&lt;br /&gt;We used to love ourselves,&lt;br /&gt;We used to love one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my stitches itch&lt;br /&gt;My prescription's low,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were queen&lt;br /&gt;Just for today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world so white what else could I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hell was so cold&lt;br /&gt;All the vases are so broken&lt;br /&gt;And the roses tear our hands all open&lt;br /&gt;Mother Marry miscarry&lt;br /&gt;But we pray just like insects&lt;br /&gt;And the world is so ugly now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by- &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Marilyn Manson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-9168950169119892778?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9168950169119892778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=9168950169119892778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/9168950169119892778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/9168950169119892778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/in-space-stars-are-no-nearer-just.html' title='great big white world'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-6494445371284254690</id><published>2007-07-18T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:14:11.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zeitgeist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/Zeitgeist_cover.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/fb/Zeitgeist_cover.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zeitgeist : The spirit of the time; the taste and outlook characteristic of a period or generation and also the newest album to be released by Smashing Pumpkins 7 years after the disband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit : review of the album to follow suit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-6494445371284254690?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6494445371284254690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=6494445371284254690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6494445371284254690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/6494445371284254690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/zeigeist.html' title='zeitgeist'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1075306892198630341</id><published>2007-07-14T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T03:20:17.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a kiss to send us off</title><content type='html'>Boy, it's been hard to find time to write these days with Ray moving in, rushing to get work done and what not. Well at least at this point I've got most of the stuff that needs sorting out sorted out :B , ill add to this post when I've got the time,still have a bit on my hands to get done , so ill just fill you in on whats hitting my ears lately as I've done so in the past few posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Meet me here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 On November 11th, come alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Bring your mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 &amp; selective irreverence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 we’ll both see stars. Just…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 one more tongue kiss before the sky it falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 out from this cloud we’re hovering on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 (A kiss to send us off! A kiss to send us off! A kiss to send                                   us off!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Kill your doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 With the coldest of weapons; confidence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 No more words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 just the sound of resplendent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 tongues colliding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 One more tongue kiss before the sky it falls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 out from this cloud we’re hovering on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 there you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 a wire connecting our hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 there’s a string&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 that is tied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 to a kite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 There’s a storm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 now the clouds become electric.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 there you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Could I…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Have a…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                                 Kiss to send us off? A Kiss to send us off! A kiss to send us                                   off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words by -&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1075306892198630341?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1075306892198630341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1075306892198630341' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1075306892198630341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1075306892198630341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/split-screen-sadness.html' title='a kiss to send us off'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-8549254929116627161</id><published>2007-07-11T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T19:22:48.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today they asked me, "why do you always seem to fight?"&lt;br /&gt;But though I could not answer I'd have lost my way&lt;br /&gt;And I could tell that this ain't right&lt;br /&gt;The morning sunrise seemed to ask me why I tried&lt;br /&gt;To find the strength in people who had never thought about a different way of life&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't seem that easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to change from being me&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another day&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop getting lost and find my way, home&lt;br /&gt;All I know is gone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the storms I've weathered, you know they don't seem to be as bad&lt;br /&gt;If you think there's hope from here and there's a life you should now have&lt;br /&gt;I don't have answers and no questions spring to mind&lt;br /&gt;So here I've ended up now, there's no more signs and the roads are blocked&lt;br /&gt;All night...&lt;br /&gt;It just doesn't seem that easy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-8549254929116627161?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8549254929116627161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=8549254929116627161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8549254929116627161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/8549254929116627161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-dont-know.html' title='i don&apos;t know'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-5199529864491173383</id><published>2007-07-07T08:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T08:08:18.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day, one room.</title><content type='html'>life is a series of rooms, who we get stuck in those rooms with adds up to what our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;life's&lt;/span&gt; are&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-5199529864491173383?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5199529864491173383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=5199529864491173383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5199529864491173383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/5199529864491173383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-day-one-room.html' title='one day, one room.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3725564533725064611</id><published>2007-07-05T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T18:36:18.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smother me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've finally got my hands on the new The Used albumn ive been waiting for ever for.&lt;br /&gt;it's blowing my mind as much as the first and second one did&lt;br /&gt;ill write a review of Lies For the Lairs soon when i get a few run &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;trough's&lt;/span&gt; with it&lt;br /&gt;but in the mean time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; The way I broke your heart very literally&lt;br /&gt;This ghost haunts me more than it should be&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna walk away or turn my head in shame&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it could kill me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A clean slate, one more day further away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just let me make some time to take it back a little&lt;br /&gt;The way you smile shines the heavens above me&lt;br /&gt;Never going to let you go, I want you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I gotta prove you can trust me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you, You don't want me&lt;br /&gt;My mistake for wasting yours and mine&lt;br /&gt;I want you but will you stay with me today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, you don't need me&lt;br /&gt;When you are low, I am not okay&lt;br /&gt;I want you but will you stay with me today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;words by-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Used&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rov5wQ3hMdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V4ArZDoVV6c/s1600-h/liespage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rov5wQ3hMdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V4ArZDoVV6c/s400/liespage2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083431211974603218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3725564533725064611?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3725564533725064611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3725564533725064611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3725564533725064611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3725564533725064611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/07/smother-me.html' title='smother me'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rov5wQ3hMdI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V4ArZDoVV6c/s72-c/liespage2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4842511876259470021</id><published>2007-06-26T14:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:42:20.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trying</title><content type='html'>Could you let down your hair&lt;br /&gt;And be transparent for a while&lt;br /&gt;Just a little while&lt;br /&gt;See if your human after all&lt;br /&gt;Honesty is a hard attribute to find&lt;br /&gt;When we all want to seem like we've got it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;I may be the first to say that I don't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;I don't have all the answers&lt;br /&gt;And god I pretend like I do just&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way the best that I know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I haven't memorized all the cute things to say&lt;br /&gt;But I'm working on it&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll master this art for today&lt;br /&gt;If I qoute all the line off the top of my head&lt;br /&gt;Would you belive I fully understand all of these things Ive read&lt;br /&gt;Im just trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way the best that I know how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I havent got it all figured out quite yet&lt;br /&gt;But even if it takes my whole life&lt;br /&gt;To get to where I need to be&lt;br /&gt;And if I should fall to the bottom of the end&lt;br /&gt;I'll be one step back to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;-words by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Paintings/yellowrulerman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 381px; height: 563px;" src="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Paintings/yellowrulerman.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4842511876259470021?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4842511876259470021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4842511876259470021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4842511876259470021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4842511876259470021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/trying.html' title='trying'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-2978905770600582768</id><published>2007-06-24T19:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:49:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glow</title><content type='html'>I've not found a reason to be happy or to smile now for a while, life's more or less a drag really.&lt;br /&gt;But, every once in a while life throws you something to at least cheer you up for a bit =].&lt;br /&gt;Here's a bundle of things Ive got by Alex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pardee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFCJNH_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ofPWTnb5SQ/s1600-h/DSC00563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFCJNH_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ofPWTnb5SQ/s400/DSC00563.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079598671265079282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully thrown together =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFSJNIAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YbJUyIj7OrY/s1600-h/DSC00564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFSJNIAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YbJUyIj7OrY/s400/DSC00564.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079598675560046594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ugliest Fairy, originally called My Book Of Poem's is the cutest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; book of 13 black and white pages filled with poems,telling the story of The Ugliest Fairy true to Alex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Pardee's&lt;/span&gt; style, it's twisted, dark, random and amazingly funny. Thanks to Long for bringing this back from Us for me. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFSJNIBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/52Z0nyUvGo0/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFSJNIBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/52Z0nyUvGo0/s400/DSC00567.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079598675560046610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ojo&lt;/span&gt;! =] . Beautifully illustrated black and white graphic novel about a little girl and her pets. Such a lovely book that's so amazingly original. I'm sorry Chris that I've never really told you how much I appreciate you getting this book for me, I know you went to great &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lenghts&lt;/span&gt; to get this for me, it means a great deal to me =] i  love and adore it so much and it's going to the grave with me =B . Thanks for being the biggest sweetie for getting me the most thoughtful gift ever! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mwah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFiJNICI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9Mh59fIngII/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFiJNICI/AAAAAAAAAAk/9Mh59fIngII/s400/DSC00565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079598679855013922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harm Key chain. Its doesn't work as a key chain any more thought =( . But it's still cute as shit ain't it. =]  it now sits on table watching over all my pens and pencils and stands guard against any ants that tries to invade my table and stomps on them with his cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; furry foot till its dead. Thanks Shantee for rescuing this cute &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; fella from e-bay =] you're a hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFyJNIDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mNtdZ6_12hY/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFyJNIDI/AAAAAAAAAAs/mNtdZ6_12hY/s400/DSC00569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079598684149981234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least if you've known me for awhile then you know I've been saying since forever that i want i want i want i want a shirt design by Alex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Pardee&lt;/span&gt; cause they rock so hard it makes Slipknot look like a kiddie ride on a funfair. I've finally got myself one! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sweeeeet&lt;/span&gt;. I have one and you don't! no tears please &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;nyeh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nyeh&lt;/span&gt; =p. Thanks to long again for this one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-2978905770600582768?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2978905770600582768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=2978905770600582768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2978905770600582768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/2978905770600582768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/glow.html' title='glow'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X8serGrLDTs/Rn5cFCJNH_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/3ofPWTnb5SQ/s72-c/DSC00563.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1043007554146377718</id><published>2007-06-20T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T23:02:44.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come What(ever)May</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5e/Come_What%28ever%29_May.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 247px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/5/5e/Come_What%28ever%29_May.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come What(ever)May, Stone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Sour's&lt;/span&gt; 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; album is awesome in every essence of the word. A &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt; record of 12 tracks, with every single track beautifully crafted blend of immense energy and raw emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come What(ever)May, is very varied through out with hard fast and in your face tracks like 30/30-150 and Reborn, to amazingly slow and sensitive tracks like Through glass and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Zzyzx&lt;/span&gt;  Rd. Its amazing the motions this  album goes through, there isn't a lot of bands out there that manages to bring such versatility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front man Corey Taylor deserves to be credited for excellent mind blowing vocals. Corey sets the mood from slow soft melodic to full out raged screams and hardly breaks a sweat in between. It's however sad to know that original Stone &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sour's&lt;/span&gt; drummer Joel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ekman&lt;/span&gt; left the band on this 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;albumn&lt;/span&gt; due to the fact his son suffered from brain cancer, which later succumbed to it and passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corey Taylor more widely known for his eccentric, wild image as Hardcore nu metal band Slipknot's front man proves beyond a shadow of a doubt he can not only scream like a mad freak but can sing so well it baffles me why he never did during his time in slipknot. He also &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;show's&lt;/span&gt; with stone sour that he's not a raving lunatic &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;obsessed&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;violence&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;destruction&lt;/span&gt; like many come to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt;, songs like Through Glass, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Sillyworld&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Zzyzx&lt;/span&gt; Rd shows Corey is just human and writes songs about love, life and pain as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracks to download are, Through glass and Reborn. 2 songs that shows how Corey and Stone Sour is able to bring so much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;variety&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; sound from melodic acoustic sounds to heavy high tempo almost mercurial sounds, there's a track for every mood in here, if you're sad, mad , happy , depressed you'd still find something for the moment either to Corey's explosive screams or just his slow soothing singing . If u find a liking to this 2 tracks then go get the album, the rest of the tracks won't let you down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1043007554146377718?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1043007554146377718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1043007554146377718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1043007554146377718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1043007554146377718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/come-whatevermay.html' title='Come What(ever)May'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3120310409022537210</id><published>2007-06-20T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T02:40:51.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=B</title><content type='html'>yes how can I help you?&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i was wondering if i wanna trade this phone in how much is the value?&lt;br /&gt;let me see? (flips flips &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt; operate checks memory card and what not)&lt;br /&gt;no more &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;warranty&lt;/span&gt; rite?&lt;br /&gt;err, dont think so&lt;br /&gt;i think the most i can give you for this is 400&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Owh. okay. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3120310409022537210?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3120310409022537210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3120310409022537210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3120310409022537210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3120310409022537210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/b.html' title='=B'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3368070365742696253</id><published>2007-06-19T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T03:43:35.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish.</title><content type='html'>i wish i know the answers to all my questions.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd stop being such a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd find the motivation, to jump out of bed in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could go to the apple store and change the hand phone i found for an ipod&lt;br /&gt;i wish i'd stop staring at the blank walls for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a puppy Jack Russell in my room that i'd call Lego, and i'd teach it to reply my msges on Msn when i'm not home.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could turn back the hands of time&lt;br /&gt;i wish they'd stop making stupid superhero movies like fantastic four and spider-man that just disappoints the comic book fans.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to find a reason for smiling.&lt;br /&gt;i wish to be cured of my flu that i've had since forever&lt;br /&gt;i wish someone'd understand.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can fall apart into a million pieces, and know someone's there to pick me up and put me together again&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had the courage to question what tomorrow will bring&lt;br /&gt;i wish it wasnt so hard to look into the mirror everyday.&lt;br /&gt;i wish too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3368070365742696253?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3368070365742696253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3368070365742696253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3368070365742696253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3368070365742696253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-wish.html' title='i wish.'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-1701662637498007045</id><published>2007-06-18T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T05:56:30.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>consequence</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;there's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;consuming, confusing, this lack of self control i fear is never ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;controlling, i can't seem to find myself again, my walls are closing in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doubt the sense of confidence I'm convince that it's just too much pressure to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i felt this way before so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;insecure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discomfort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; endlessly has pull itself upon me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;distracting, reacting, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;against&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; my will i stand beside my own reflection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;haunting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; how i cant seem to find myself again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; crawling in my skin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; these wounds they will not heal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; fear is how I fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; confusing what is real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-words by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Linkin Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i loved linkinpark. i relate to this so much now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-1701662637498007045?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1701662637498007045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=1701662637498007045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1701662637498007045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/1701662637498007045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/consequence.html' title='consequence'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3691176372617503311</id><published>2007-06-18T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T05:19:41.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>table no.7</title><content type='html'>Zaharin called. I went out. We arrived at ac. He wanted to play pool. We went up. Took table number 7. I walked over to break. I noticed a phone on the floor. I picked it up and looked around, a Nokia 3G phone. No one around. Kept it in my pocket and played pool. The phone is on my table now. Lucky number slevin i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Sketches/fucksketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 447px;" src="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Sketches/fucksketch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 We all have a sickness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 that cleverly attaches &amp; multiplies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 No matter how we try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 We all have someone that digs at us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 at least we dig each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 So when sickness turns my ego up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 I know you’ll act as a clever medicine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 If I turn into another&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 dig me up from under what is covering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 The better part of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 Sing this song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 Remind me that we’ll always have each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                 when everything else is gone.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;words by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Incubus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-3691176372617503311?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3691176372617503311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3691176372617503311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3691176372617503311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3691176372617503311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/table-no7.html' title='table no.7'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-3487994539518672408</id><published>2007-06-17T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T03:21:41.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you afraid of ghosts?</title><content type='html'>I lay in bed, in the stillness of the night I stare at the ceiling like I've always done a million and twenty five thousand times before, I notice the sound that the blades of the fan makes as it rotates cycle after cycle endlessly, if you stare at it long enough the blades seem to defy psychics and slows down, and for that short moment you feel like a child again, fascinated by something new and foreign that you can't seem to understand, so you unknowingly smiles alone in your  room with playful dancing shadows of spinning blades for company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly but surely little voices emerges from the back of my head, then a surging mix of images and words floods the cool night air, I close my eyes to try push it back, it doesn't seem to help much though, with eyes closed I can still clearly see darting images , but nothing clear, nothing static, it's like watching a movie with a broken projector that is always out of focus and there is a different scene on every panel of the film, but every darting image is alarmingly familiar, so I'm sent tumbling through a turbulence of emotions, at this point I've lost awareness to my state of consciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then through the voices in my head I heard a scratching sound at my door, then all at once my thoughts left me. I contemplated opening my eyes, then I did, I notice the soft glow coming from my window, then the silence of the night hits me, it's so quiet, I listen to the sound of rustling papers on the floor,the low humming of my laptop on the table, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;tappings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of dripping water, maybe from an old rusted air con outside, then the sound of tires running against asphalt at a distance approaching, a bright light shines through my window, i watched as it traveled from one to the other end of my room, and then it's gone as abruptly as it came. Then it came to me that I've been able to explain all the sounds i herd but for the first one. Who or what was scratching at my door? I regretted asking that question the moment I did, as my heart rate escalated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear my heart beating in my ears, i draw in the night air in effort to slow it down, to no avail my imagination took over and manifested on itself, i begin to wonder, what if? What if there is some one on the other side of my window, maybe a little girl that never stops smiling, never, and the only thing between me and her is a pane of glass and a plain sheet of cloth.Then i started to play a game of 10 questions with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I don't believe in ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;Since when? You used to be terrified of them back then, so much so you leave the lights on when you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Since the day i convinced myself they can't exist.&lt;br /&gt;How can you be sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't it scare you to know that you might be wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've mentioned, no I can't say that it does.&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;I can't say, I find it hard to believe in things i can't see and can't be proven.&lt;br /&gt;You can't see air, but you know it's there, you can't see love but you know it exist?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, getting carried away here won't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, i ask the questions plus you cant answer a question with another question,on top of that did you realize you just asked yourself for an agreement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm losing my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Sketches/circleguysketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 443px;" src="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Sketches/circleguysketch.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How do you feel? That is the question &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But I forget you don't expect an easy answer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When something like a soul becomes initialized &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And folded up like paper dolls and little notes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can't expect a bit of hope &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So while you're outside looking in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Describing what you see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember what you're staring at is me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cause I'm looking at you through the glass &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Don't know how much time has passed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I know is that it feels like forever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but No one ever tells you that forever feels like home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sitting all alone inside your head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-words by &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stone Sour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&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/2032561488033705170-3487994539518672408?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3487994539518672408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=3487994539518672408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3487994539518672408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/3487994539518672408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/are-you-afraid-of-ghosts.html' title='are you afraid of ghosts?'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2032561488033705170.post-4632330596261882559</id><published>2007-06-15T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T00:59:14.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple things</title><content type='html'>So after days without the Internet I'm back, it's in this time I've learn to realize how we often times take simple things like these for granted, being off the Internet for just a few days felt like crap, felt like a week instead of just a few days, every time i think of something i wanna do i realize i need the damn Internet to do it, damn it's frustrating like ants crawling over your face when you're trying to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember, I used to pay a lot of attention to the finer details in life, wonder where has that boy gone,I used to take notice of all the little things in life that makes me smile and I'd savour it, like the smell of coffee in the morning, or the warmth  of the water from the shower head running down my spine as I lose my way with thoughts of yesterday's feelings and tomorrow's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bringings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as the rest of the world for that brief moment dissolves away down the drain. Have you ever felt, empty, like there is a void inside of you , like something is missing but you cant figure out what, chances are its a simple thing in life you've taken for granted and maybe even forgotten about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has been taken for granted, i cant begin to understand how I've come to develop this negligence. My biggest crime would probably be the fact that I've taken so much time for granted. I hate being inactive and idle, I often get preoccupied with heavy thoughts that shackles me and pull me deep into darker areas of my brains that I've often shy away from and i drown to the sound of regrets and choke on emotions I thought I've buried but know deep inside surely it'd have to surface time and time again and dread it when it does, all these while i lie in bed to the flurry of heavy guitar distortion, echoing  screams and rapid drum beats , or maybe that's my heart pounding they seem hard to tell apart sometimes,why do I spend endless hours lying awake asking questions I can never find the answers to by myself, just to finally submit to slumber and wake up the next day none the wiser, with just as many questions unanswered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like i can relate to this painting now, i don't know why cause it doesn't make much sense to me either, maybe its just the way how the guy is in a hellishly gloomy place that i relate to my room and seem to be detached to everything around him. Or i just feel spineless lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Illustrations/Blood/snoring8.jpg"&gt;                                         &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 415px;" src="http://eyesuckink.com/Art/Illustrations/Blood/snoring8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Lost again"&lt;br /&gt;"Broken and weary "&lt;br /&gt;"Unable to find my way"&lt;br /&gt;"Tail in hand"&lt;br /&gt;"Dizzy and clearly unable to"&lt;br /&gt;"Just let this go"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am surrendering to the gravity and the unknown"&lt;br /&gt;"Catch me heal me lift me back up to the sun"&lt;br /&gt;"I choose to live" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-words by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; Perfect Circle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2032561488033705170-4632330596261882559?l=aaronoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4632330596261882559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2032561488033705170&amp;postID=4632330596261882559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4632330596261882559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2032561488033705170/posts/default/4632330596261882559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aaronoo.blogspot.com/2007/06/simple-things.html' title='simple things'/><author><name>aaron.oo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06703670420792920158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/45/24/6764254/201169109m.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
