<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:12:36.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunsets as My Blood Stops Flowing.</title><subtitle type='html'>My Name is Joshua, &lt;br&gt;
I am Born On the 19 Jan 1984.&lt;br&gt; 
I hate life as it is. &lt;br&gt;
I hate love and emotions. &lt;br&gt;
I want the hate to Go away.  &lt;br&gt;
And Plese don't help me dig further. Then Throw me in..............</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>58</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-112694140657937170</id><published>2005-09-17T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T15:16:46.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>change of new blog add</title><summary type='text'>HELLO ALL I HAVE CHANGE MY ADDRESS TO MY BLOGA NEW AND TOTAL DIFF BLOG I THINK IS AT (JoshuaYeo.blogspot.com)com and find me ok.. bye muacks bye........</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/112694140657937170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=112694140657937170&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112694140657937170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112694140657937170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/09/change-of-new-blog-add.html' title='change of new blog add'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-112671684976991171</id><published>2005-09-15T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T00:54:09.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY</title><summary type='text'>Sorry everyone ..my computer crashed and detail will be fill later.. but then i am back and got a new computer.. i will say more later now its late and i need sleep.. just updating this.. and secret angel.. hello.. thanks for the support...... i will remember you..jamie.. my dear cute starbucks girl... hello and  Boo back.. haha.. see you later..... bye night</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/112671684976991171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=112671684976991171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112671684976991171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112671684976991171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorry.html' title='SORRY'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-112461265780256477</id><published>2005-08-21T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T16:24:17.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO AGAIN</title><summary type='text'>a big hello to all the people who read my blog..wanting to change my skin but i never seem to have the time anymore...so irritaing.. getting bord of my skin..hahahahahaha.. also wanting to change a few pics .. well i'll do it when i hae the time..thats if i have..well this wed i pass out from civil defence.. such a short time..so use to the place...so relax....don't wanna leave..hahahaha..and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/112461265780256477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=112461265780256477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112461265780256477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112461265780256477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/08/hello-again.html' title='HELLO AGAIN'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-112330788753857265</id><published>2005-08-06T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T13:58:07.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a month gone</title><summary type='text'>hello all and people and secret angel..i am still wondering who you are...well i have not been writing much cause i am in the freaking army..and its not that bad as i say it.. life has been a little great and stuff..but i am still worried and paranoid..so perfect some times..looks like everything is in placewell but i just feel like my problems are just chuck and shove in the back of my head..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/112330788753857265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=112330788753857265&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112330788753857265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/112330788753857265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/08/month-gone.html' title='a month gone'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111988712887569761</id><published>2005-06-27T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:45:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F**K YOU</title><summary type='text'>where did i go wronghow did this all happenswhat have i donewhy mewhy thisi plan it all so welli miss mewhat happenhow comei'm sorryi hate youi don't want to be alonebut i still feel lost, and its worst then beforei feel like i have just screwed up my life.LIFE? where is it.. what is it..everything i own are now lost..just like the songi feel like i am really walking a loney road..i have been </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111988712887569761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111988712887569761&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111988712887569761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111988712887569761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/06/fk-you.html' title='F**K YOU'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111917144348104819</id><published>2005-06-19T16:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T16:57:23.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it is so funny on how people react to my blog...interesting.. depressing or .............i am fine on your comments.. please do leave it..people who know me.. well you know how i am..... you will also never know why my blog is like that..the person who left a comment on my blog. i guess...hu mmmmmmmmmmm..i don't know what i guess..well it not imortant no what i guess.......but i feel that i </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111917144348104819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111917144348104819&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111917144348104819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111917144348104819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-is-so-funny-on-how-people-react-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111899835565305933</id><published>2005-06-17T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T16:52:35.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where do i go from here</title><summary type='text'>as i sit in the bus and listen to some slow songs.i see cars and bikes goes by, everyone is racing to the finish lineand i am still stuck on the starting line,my feet glued to the ground, and all i can do is look.what does life want out of me.. or god what is the purpose of having peoplesuffer when they are born.. you have the poweryou can stop it...it is so sad and confusing, when you got no </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111899835565305933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111899835565305933&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111899835565305933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111899835565305933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-do-i-go-from-here.html' title='where do i go from here'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111839026961265719</id><published>2005-06-10T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T15:57:49.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost for words</title><summary type='text'>For all the times I have done good , I want to be alive.all things I have done and achieve have blown up in my facemy heart and mind is now a crush car down at the scrap yardI miss them all of them I miss her and all of her.my dream haunt me as I sleep and as I walk .awake and dead I feel left out.I want someone to know and understand me for who I am.maybe thats the price I have to pay if I wanna</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111735347285658377</id><published>2005-05-29T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T15:59:49.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodBye - lyrics by Joshua Yeo</title><summary type='text'>early in the morning, i toss my pillow out.my head shakes from the shots i once hadi have to find a cure for all ths painsomeday i will be a happy little kidcome along beyond the cloudsi am not dead. but i float on the cordsliving in a world of dreamsand i will conquer my fearsi will do this all for you.loney or lonely, i have no idea.all my friends say that i'm ok.i have never felt this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111735347285658377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111735347285658377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111735347285658377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111735347285658377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/goodbye-lyrics-by-joshua-yeo.html' title='GoodBye - lyrics by Joshua Yeo'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111716543431872202</id><published>2005-05-27T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T11:43:54.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>most friends i am left wth sucks</title><summary type='text'>the world s splitting into 2.my head spins again.can't even take a proper sleep, wanna kill everything in sight.You Know. I hate it when i can't give someting backand yet this person, demand it back and i can't give causei don't have it with me...and asume i have it.... so this ass came down to my work place and demand again.what ya want me to do when i don't have it...some people so fucked up..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111716543431872202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111716543431872202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111716543431872202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111716543431872202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/most-friends-i-am-left-wth-sucks.html' title='most friends i am left wth sucks'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111701962772193788</id><published>2005-05-25T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T19:13:47.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOWIE DAY - collide</title><summary type='text'> The dawn is breakingA light shining throughYou're barely wakingAnd I'm tangled up in youYeahI'm open, you're closedWhere I follow, you'll goI worry I won't see your faceLight up againEven the best fall down sometimesEven the wrong words seem to rhymeOut of the doubt that fills my mindI somehow findYou and I collideI'm quiet you knowYou make a frist impressionI've found I'm scared to know I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111701962772193788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111701962772193788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111701962772193788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111701962772193788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/howie-day-collide.html' title='HOWIE DAY - collide'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111701685044741568</id><published>2005-05-25T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T18:27:30.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what ever is happenng to me</title><summary type='text'>where to start?when i got back yesterday, i lay on my bed. and wonder how my life will be.how will we or me ever survive in this world.a world where money is the only root to problems and suffering.i miss not worring, i also miss not knowingmust i give up on what i have left thats keeps me happynot knowing if i really gave up the few small things i needif it will help anyone or myself. or my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111701685044741568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111701685044741568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111701685044741568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111701685044741568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/what-ever-is-happenng-to-me.html' title='what ever is happenng to me'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111657271184136734</id><published>2005-05-20T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T03:07:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the group</title><summary type='text'>I REALLY DO NOT NEED TO EXPLANI THIS PICTUREAND I FEEL THAT IT SAYS IT ALLALL I HAVE TO ADD IS THAT THIS GUYSARE THE BESTAND I CHERISH THEMEVEN IF I DON'T SEE THEMAND CURRENTLYNOT IN-CONTACT WITH ONE.ANDITS MY FAULTFOR NOT KNOWING WHAT HAPPENWELL WHATEVER MAKES MY FRIEND HAPPY.........................................................................KEEPING ME AS NORMAL AS POSSIBLE.................</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111657271184136734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111657271184136734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111657271184136734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111657271184136734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/group.html' title='the group'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111656924230026931</id><published>2005-05-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T14:07:22.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue and Yellow Lyrics</title><summary type='text'>And it's all in how you mix the two,  And it starts just where the light exists.  It's a feeling that you cannot miss,  And it burns a hole,  through everyone that feels it.   Well your never gonna find it,  If your looking for it,  won't come your way,  Well you'll never find it,  if your looking for it.   Should've done something, but I've done it enough.  By the way, your hands were shaking,  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111656924230026931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111656924230026931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111656924230026931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111656924230026931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/blue-and-yellow-lyrics.html' title='Blue and Yellow Lyrics'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111648117186051085</id><published>2005-05-19T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T13:39:46.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>torment</title><summary type='text'>School is out.. and i'm so light headedpam got burnmy head still spinsi'm needed earlyadele's meeting meworking everyday...i'm a little relax.. but i am still the samei feel like shit stilli don't care if anyone have gave up on mei did not do it on purposeits just me..i need to feel better. like nowat this point of time i want to leave the countryand spent my damn long life in some placerelax and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111648117186051085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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hurts real bad.i confess to pam and kevin that i am really depressi wrote something and put it up in the storesome of it i remember.some of it i don'ta song from the band called the used..playing in my head non-stop.. for hours and days..now i am still the same still feel the same..i hide here and there afraid of what everyone might think.some times i feel like i</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111640099800449293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111640099800449293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111640099800449293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111640099800449293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-whole-body-hurts.html' title='my whole body hurts'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111615015764625886</id><published>2005-05-15T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T17:42:37.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy pills name prozec</title><summary type='text'>Pills keep me happy...my peace is to finally rest and not worrymy joy is to have someone closemy life as I know never startedI see a shrinkI seek happinessI torture others to pleased meI cut and hurt myself to bring me back to earthI am depressedI seem happy..I am not on pills anymore.and all this started when I can't rememberI always dream of great things in lifeI feel like my friends need me in</summary><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111587853793464425</id><published>2005-05-12T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T14:15:37.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>3 days 2 nights.. a holiday is what i need,but then to me it does no good to me..i went to a place where everything is slowa place i like if i am 40 years old..seriously i like the place over thereno worries and my troubles are goneand i will have no tear to shareevreything is so cheap and my malay is notthat bad...so peaceful.. and all i love to seeis the sunset over the sea..i love the sun when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111587853793464425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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a month since i made contact with fel..most people are looking for me only when they need company or bored or having problemsits irritatng me to the max..i am feeling like shit and down..don't anyone asume that i may have problems and worries 20 times more then anythingmy friends around me are breaking up with their 2nd half..i am so dead if </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111527438898833904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111527438898833904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111527438898833904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111527438898833904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/05/how-time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111475221128595517</id><published>2005-04-29T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T13:23:31.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE ITS TRUE</title><summary type='text'>this is my life. its not what its was before.  all this feelings i sharethis are my dreams.. i never have the chancei must be dying....this are my stories and i will never say..my smile will never be shown...now that i am here.. things will never be the sameand everthing seem so far..people will never understand what i am going through..my world is shaking...all the barriers i have pass is just </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111459125814468313</id><published>2005-04-27T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T16:40:58.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only if you understand</title><summary type='text'>the wind blows and the sun sets..my wish is this  that i hope youwill forget, my heart pounds for the thing iregret... my miss of a friendwill keep me in this roomwhere everthing i am is not intactso has everything goes by..i feel for this perfect dreamso wonderful only wish you were heresome of this i wish you can understand...my hopes and dreams are gone forever..the chance i want can never be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111459125814468313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>what haunts you badly..what make you so scared....that about anyone i would not know..but i know what i am scared the most... and its not someghost story or doing badly  in studies or  work or life..bascially i am not bothered or scared of most stuf anymore..but one thing haunt me...falling back in love. or still having feelings for my past....and she is Danielle Ng....most of the times i can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111449593478920877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111449593478920877&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111449593478920877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111449593478920877'/><link rel='alternate' 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understand me will also not know how am</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111433749218987606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111433749218987606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111433749218987606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111433749218987606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored-on-sunday-and-not-worth-reading.html' title='bored on sunday.. and not worth reading'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111415409064564397</id><published>2005-04-22T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T15:14:50.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>almost the same</title><summary type='text'>as i lay in bed i see the clouds in the skyalmost 3 in the afternoon. and work starts soon.i am so tired and lazy. depressed i feellife is so unfair.i see people now leaving this place.. coming backlove and kisses.bottle of wine.. a box of cigars.sorry bout the noteand please don't worry. i am not usually like that.i just feel sad...lost i guess again.. the same thingi still seee the same knife..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111415409064564397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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you ever feel that things just don't go the way you wanted..well i'm kinda having this sort of moment...i feel like shit.. to explain it all.. well i am sleepy.. just got back from schooland yesterday spent the whole night out..am tired like fuck..my fault actually.. but what the hell my life is like that...i go to school the work then out the whole night..i can't feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111406378855306695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111406378855306695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111406378855306695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111406378855306695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-time-i-miss-you.html' title='this time i miss you'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111380714858565318</id><published>2005-04-18T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T14:52:28.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls please read</title><summary type='text'>TO THE LADIES I KNOW PLEASE READ THIS.. I CARE FOR YOU ALL AND REALLY THIS IS TRUEA woman at a bar on a Saturday nightwas taken by 5 men, who according tohospital andpolice reports, gang raped her beforedumping her.Unable to remember the events of theevening,tests later confirmed the repeat rapesalongwith traces of Rohypnol in her blood andProgesterex, essentially a smallsterilization pill.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111380714858565318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111380714858565318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111380714858565318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111380714858565318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/04/girls-please-read.html' title='girls please read'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111366504822594994</id><published>2005-04-16T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T23:24:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people this is it..</title><summary type='text'>First of all to those who read.. well i don't know how true is it butwill anyone miss me when i'm gone..for me this is kinda good news and bad for some people i thinkI will be going to army on  12  JULY 2005...i think i'm a little sort out... but i am kinda looking forward to it..and please everyone don't tell my bestfriend..and if asking??i am not worried if she found out from here.. she never </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111346028998194417</id><published>2005-04-14T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T14:31:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hard To Say"</title><summary type='text'>"Hard To Say"The singer finished singing and she's walking outThe singer sheds a tear, her fear of falling outAnd it's hard to say how I feel todayFor years gone by and I criedIt's hard to say that I was wrongIt's hard to say I miss youSince you've been gone, it's not the sameMy worries weigh the world, how I used to beAnd everything, I'm cold, seems a plague in meAnd it's hard to say how I feel </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111346028998194417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111346028998194417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111346028998194417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111346028998194417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/04/hard-to-say.html' title='&quot;Hard To Say&quot;'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111336892055031729</id><published>2005-04-13T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T13:08:40.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>first of all.. to my friends is hi i love ya..i'm so tired of school and work.. i need a holiday.. so when june or july comes.. someone.. anyone wanna join me for a holiday.... let me know by end of may. okokokokokok...and the month of may is coming and school is over, so that meanins one less problem in my pocket..this monthe entries to my blog will shorten... likei said exams, work,  blind </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111336892055031729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111336892055031729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111336892055031729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111336892055031729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-of-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111268594293640296</id><published>2005-04-05T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T15:25:42.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short somethings</title><summary type='text'>hello all my friends..and good bye. hahahaha..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111268594293640296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111268594293640296&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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wifelucky bastard.foods great ..but then this is not bout today .. its bout this girl i know. whom i just met.she's change alot. but still the same. reminds me of danielle....................................</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111251584816594140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111251584816594140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111251584816594140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111251584816594140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-day.html' title='my day'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111232728196709812</id><published>2005-04-01T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:44:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last breath</title><summary type='text'>sometimes i feel that its oversometimes i feel like i'm gonna to explodethe feelings all mixed upmy life in your handsand please hold it till the last breathcan't you see, i'm having trouble breathingcan't you see, that i'm nothing compare to youcan't you see, i'm trying so hard to be like themwill i make it someday. and it's up to you.better days and bitter endsmy world seems like bigger </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111232728196709812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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don't understand....and some one is calling me 3 times from this morning.. i'm wondering who??well i hope its not that bad of a news.. cause today i didn't go schooland guess what i'm feeling a little bad bout that.that i wonder why...also..seems like life is never gonna be the same..i'm hanging round wth new friends and feling a lot of emoand i miss someone..and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111216538020471258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111216538020471258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111216538020471258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111216538020471258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-remembered.html' title='i&apos;m remembered'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111199452913097817</id><published>2005-03-28T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T15:23:36.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead do not wish</title><summary type='text'>Days Go By, Time Fadesmemory of that day, just seems to go away.i miss the sun, i miss the food.now all is dead in the nighti walk alone..the 4 seasons means nothing to me.every day is cold and friends don't talki make plans. for myself and no one elseold friends come and say hellothen they are off again to the land down underi wish i was there, with love and bests friendsand loads of sepcial </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111138282154668961</id><published>2005-03-21T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T13:27:34.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emotions go wild</title><summary type='text'>the movie lemony snicket a series of unfortunate eventsa nice and sad show.somewhere around the start when the writer said if you have lost someone special before .you will know how the children would feel, and i can relate to that.always wonder how happy most kids are. living in a nice home. good family,almost everything on what they need.unfortunate events reminds me of some events and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111138282154668961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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can relax a bit. and next week is a holiday for a weekfor me i guess. still a little tired and feeling a little fucked up. where is she?a few days ago i was having a smoke outside my working area..i saw a couple arguing bout something. if you wonder its nothingthen your are worng cause the moment she shouted backthis idiot kiced her in the stomach.then she ran </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111112275251037019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111112275251037019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111112275251037019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111112275251037019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/03/exams-are-over-so-stress-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111086011001427235</id><published>2005-03-15T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T12:15:10.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you understand me</title><summary type='text'>The place so perfect. The atmosphere, the Sound, the smell.imagine a place so free from sorrows and free from the current worldrelax and peace. Nothing to be sad about no depression.just the feeling. Your every dream will come true.no rules. Beautiful people. Friends, family, girlfriends, boyfriends, love ones.just extremely perfect.but its all in a dream. As I hit the ground. Reality comes back.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111086011001427235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111086011001427235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111086011001427235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111086011001427235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/03/can-you-understand-me.html' title='can you understand me'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111069497306981486</id><published>2005-03-13T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T14:22:53.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the love i miss so much</title><summary type='text'>Work.. School... Exams.. Friends.. Life.. I'm so tired.. i feel like sleeping..  i was walking home yesterday. bout 2.30am.. so tired.. and i mean walking home from the other side of the road to my block. not very far... but like i said i'm very tired... sleepy.. the days gets so busy with everything.. now all the time i have is spent sleeping and enough time  to squeeze in writing this blog... </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111069497306981486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111069497306981486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111069497306981486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111069497306981486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/03/love-i-miss-so-much.html' title='the love i miss so much'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111043825643111518</id><published>2005-03-10T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T15:04:16.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><summary type='text'>ok all those who read..my exams are nearly over...and i got one last paper to do.. and i thought the exmas was gonna be bad.. and i think i did welli have faith in myself......that shows i still got the touch....... and then today i got a new assignment....tomorrow i got to vheck all the table s and chairs and what ever my teach ask me to do for punishment.. for not showing up for her classeswell</summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-111028885865490540</id><published>2005-03-08T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:34:18.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Came back early</title><summary type='text'>How's it gonna be, when you don't know me anymoreHow's it gonna be, when i said i'm not thereHow's it gonna be, when you find out there was nothing between usHow's it gonna be, when you finally realise i just don't care anymoreYou were the last personnow it is sad to say. that you screwed up the story.never forgive, never forget, never give in,Its been a long time since i actually check my blog..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/111028885865490540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=111028885865490540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111028885865490540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/111028885865490540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/03/came-back-early.html' title='Came back early'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110983483554809022</id><published>2005-03-03T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:27:15.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some things have change..i've deleted some past somewhere. my head is spinning. my legs are numbmy eyes are closing.. and its in the day time..this seems like i'm taking drugs all over again.the feeling of high the feeling like walking on the moon but the sun is like less then 10 km away. the burning feeling on my face and skin. but so cold insidei miss you.....(you know who you are)i like you...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110983483554809022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110983483554809022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110983483554809022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110983483554809022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/03/some-things-have-change.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110948425344733624</id><published>2005-02-27T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T14:04:13.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May I</title><summary type='text'>My thoughts are gone now...this is no poem, no songbut I'm seriously lost in space...I can't even see ibiza from here.I use to be able to focus on the most wonderful pictures in my eyesI'm wondering what ever happen...I stop thinking and it seems so clear, I study harder now and it just drains my energyI'm tired and sleepy, I stop smoking, I see life a little different.I stop thinking of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110948425344733624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110948425344733624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110948425344733624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110948425344733624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/may-i.html' title='May I'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110948281918351882</id><published>2005-02-27T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:12:22.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                                It's been a long time since you left me  I didn't mean to make you cry  I didn't mean to disappoint you  I didn't mean to tell you lies  And after all that we have been through  Won't you let me tell you why?  One more try - I didn't know how much I loved you  One more try - Let me put my arms around you  Living all these lonely nights without you  Oh baby, can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110948281918351882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110948281918351882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110948281918351882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110948281918351882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-been-long-time-since-you-left-me-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110940847520015965</id><published>2005-02-26T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:11:56.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna be with you</title><summary type='text'>                                I don4t know what it is that makes me love you so I only know I never want to let you go You started something Oh can4t you see Ever since we met you4ve had a hold on me It happens to be true I only wanna be with you It doesn4t matter where you go or what you do I want to spend each moment of the day with you Love has happened with just one kiss I never knew that I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110940847520015965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110940847520015965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110940847520015965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110940847520015965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-wanna-be-with-you.html' title='i wanna be with you'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110931608636754129</id><published>2005-02-25T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T15:40:07.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry I'm Gone</title><summary type='text'>In the Day I'm Happy, In The Night i Bleed  The Sorrow In me, Nobody will See As i seek the Light, Darkness Covers  Till One Fine Day  I will Disappear From this Lonely Planet I'm Sorry to all those who put faith in me  But i'm giving up already Its pointless for me  I've tried so hard and all that effort turns into  my owndistruction too many times this has happen  ask me not to give up i can't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110931608636754129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110931608636754129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110931608636754129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110931608636754129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/sorry-im-gone.html' title='Sorry I&apos;m Gone'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110898408512312479</id><published>2005-02-21T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:08:05.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm inn shock</title><summary type='text'>Firstly this is for the people who went with me to party that day.. well the people who went, you should know.. if not ask me and see if i feel like telling you..And for the rest who didn't make it..just to say.. that day has completely change my life..im disgusted to the fact that i can't even eat. yet....well a small hint for the lost souls..I fell in love with her..its hard for me..i wanna </summary><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110870523394722950</id><published>2005-02-18T13:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T13:40:33.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say a little prayer for you</title><summary type='text'>The Heart &amp; the Lighter....Well the Heart is given by Natasha.. for valentines day.. Thank you babe..but its the lighter that means alot to me..its given to me on my 21st birthday.. from someone special in my life...those who know who this person is. well just shut up..now that this person is going to be gone..i will keep it beside me..I pray for your journey.. make it a good and safe trip..Make </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110870523394722950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110870523394722950&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110870523394722950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110870523394722950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/say-little-prayer-for-you.html' title='say a little prayer for you'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110863141631620373</id><published>2005-02-17T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T17:10:16.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><summary type='text'>     I always wonder, where do you go when you die,always wonder, what people think on the train.Now with the pain on my side.. i can't do anything so fastnow i wonder how i got this pain..i think i'm dying, i think i'm not taking care of myself enough..But whats the point.. i'm very tired of all of this nonsense in life.   NOW FOR THOSE WHO ALWAY S WONDER WHAT I'M FEELING   I'm tired of life, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110863141631620373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110863141631620373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110863141631620373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110863141631620373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110853128308232601</id><published>2005-02-16T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:10:18.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is to my teachers and friends like Mus, Natasha, Chong, Jessiy &amp; all of ED0307BOf ITE Balestier Year 2003 July to 2005 July..............I hope you have the time of your life.A POEM  TO MY TEACH AND PALS IN SCHOOLthe people i meet in school where i am times pass so fast with friends i'm gald to havethe smokes we have, the jokes we shared makes me wonder how happy i amwith a few months left </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110853128308232601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110853128308232601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110853128308232601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110853128308232601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-is-to-my-teachers-and-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110810949675528787</id><published>2005-02-11T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:09:53.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a song for Felicia</title><summary type='text'>You can call me madyou can call me crazeyou can call me anything you wantyou can call me fatyou can call me wackyou can call me all the fucked up names But no matter the what i'm in love with youI sing this song just for you this is to say that i am fineand i will love you all the timeFelicia, don't be so far i will write you, even if i'm on the moon and please girl, write me soon.. cause i love </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110810949675528787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110810949675528787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110810949675528787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110810949675528787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/song-for-felicia.html' title='a song for Felicia'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110786410017432468</id><published>2005-02-08T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:09:32.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Attitude to my LIFE, is through the MUSIC i Play..</title><summary type='text'>Punk is never Dead...Cause With People Like Me around.. Punk rock will Live on....This Is Dedicated to all My favourite Punk Bands.. AtarisNo use for a NameNew Found GloryBlink182Dashboard ConfessionalPlain SunsetGo Betty GoMxPxand Many More...........-------------------------------------------------------------------------SONG BY BLINK182(remix by me)I'm sick of always hearingall the Fuck songs </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110786410017432468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110786410017432468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110786410017432468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110786410017432468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/attitude-to-my-life-is-through-music-i.html' title='The Attitude to my LIFE, is through the MUSIC i Play..'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110749940930684779</id><published>2005-02-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:09:04.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE, HUGS and KISSES</title><summary type='text'> HAPPY VALENTINES DAY This is getting to me the past few Days.. LOve is in the Air.... and i can'tdo anything bout it....Please Call !800-LoVeAiR...(Calls are charge at $1.50/min.. 1st min free)For All those who can't decide on anything... my private line will be charge at normal rates.. for members (whom are my friends) only...To make All this love even more strange.. is that valentines day </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110749940930684779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110749940930684779&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110749940930684779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110749940930684779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/02/love-hugs-and-kisses.html' title='LOVE, HUGS and KISSES'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110714674779541747</id><published>2005-01-31T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:07:31.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Song For Those People</title><summary type='text'>i will never wonder whyyou think that i'm not that kindso happy even when it shinesi so fucked when i don't see youanymoreI look at myselfand some funky dreams go in my headi want to say that i'm sorryfor being a screw upin everyone life..  Every now and then  some days i wish it all ends  to see that i'm really not that kind.  1,2,3,4  Every now and then   its really gonna end  to look at the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110714674779541747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110714674779541747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110714674779541747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110714674779541747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/01/song-for-those-people.html' title='A Song For Those People'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110689461810544352</id><published>2005-01-28T14:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T15:06:02.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EveryThing</title><summary type='text'>Everything has to start over......Guess what i'm tired of going to school and i'm tired of going to workand if you know.. i'll be late again..I stay in Tampines Ave 4..I've been almost everywhere.... started clubbing very youngenough of travelling. been doing that almost 4 to 6 times every yearif you know me you get what i mean...tired of coming up decisions over and over again.tired of being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110689461810544352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110689461810544352&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110689461810544352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110689461810544352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/01/everything.html' title='EveryThing'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110681878926355131</id><published>2005-01-27T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T17:41:30.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Actually Read this </title><summary type='text'>The Problem.Why must we give a damn shit, We only have a very short life.80 years, less or more.......is all what we have.. for me never turn down a something.you will never know if it actually turns out to be the best thing that hit your life..The Problem is what am i got to with life..Picture this.. you got no one and the world is empty.. just you.And your other Half is all the way on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110681878926355131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110681878926355131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110681878926355131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110681878926355131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-you-actually-read-this.html' title='If You Actually Read this '/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110673644318681074</id><published>2005-01-26T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:57:54.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That Special Someone</title><summary type='text'> bout That Special Somone..well to me she is here. find her you will know.she is the one person i will give everything.Just For that Split Sec of that wonderful smile,nothing much i ask for. by the way she is very gorgeous and beautiful and pretty and the list goes on.. just like on of my songs.. she is hard to come by....... why?she seems never around.. but she knows when i'm down or in need of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110673644318681074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110673644318681074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110673644318681074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110673644318681074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2005/01/that-special-someone.html' title='That Special Someone'/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10383757.post-110663917501206830</id><published>2005-01-25T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:57:03.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics in 10mins before i go</title><summary type='text'>I'm BLindsomeday there will be colours in the sky as blind as i am  all i see is grey and nothing more so please forgive me, and please don't forget me.you're my light, i see colours  and that face so pretty  and i wish you don't have to go you leave me here all alone and i'm blind without you.the time has come  the day that i hate the most one whole year so very lost  the feelings so mixed  so </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110663917501206830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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MATERIALIn my Dreams.Dreaming is what everyone does.Dreaming is what gets me out of boredomDreaming of someone special makes everyone happy and filled up with love. MY VERY OWN DEATH WISH2 HOURS BEFORE THIS EARTH VANISH INTO THIN AIRI'LL GET MY BEST SUITCHANGE INTO THEMCALL ALL MY LOVED ONES AND FRIENDSTELL THEM I'M SORRY AND FORGIVE ME.AND I LOVE YOUGO TO THE BEACHTAPE ONE HAND </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/feeds/110663681320591063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10383757&amp;postID=110663681320591063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110663681320591063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10383757/posts/default/110663681320591063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wink1525.blogspot.com/2004/11/commit-suicide-material-in-my-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>Wink1525</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
