<?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-7012673</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:35:19.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scrocks</title><subtitle type='html'>SCGS you rock </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-115349639716353346</id><published>2006-07-21T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:40:09.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;oh goodness the keyboard is slanted...sighz...had a bad day i cried during the last period and it was strange to cry over such peeny weeny maths test...so stupid huh? i was gonna get 0 coz i freakinly handed up the question paper itself..tzz.....hahas i guess today was screwed hehe wells. As i place my bulky fat fingers over the keyboard, i am at loss at what to say...i thought i had inspiration or something but actually no. Well...then tottered all the way down to ris's house and chill, yikes i was sweating all over, blame it on the blazing sun that beat my back.urm... i am still waiting my wound to be healed sheesh stupid dog wound...oh wells but i still love my dog no matter what...gosh... i am craping so much...hmm.....lemme think i ate a lot today....had burger.piece of bread.biscuits.seashells in prego sauce.sesame biscuits.guava and apples.mango yoghurt juice. apple juice. actually its not a lot hahas i pig out too much anyways...who gives a damn.....after a while i dun really thinkimage is important..only shallow people would think that way...hahas yesyes thats right....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-115349639716353346?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-115239065339443721</id><published>2006-07-09T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T04:32:30.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid day , i slept all the way , i really needed some space, but my life just won't wait&lt;br /&gt;my days are faint, as i lie in sub-conscious pain, i need some space, to take my place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i seek , i am just a dried fig, with no seeds to bear, so what life can i spare?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-115239065339443721?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115239065339443721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>slept for 2 hours and went to school, borin day...i prayed and everything went okay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-115218875367225908?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115218875367225908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=115218875367225908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/115218875367225908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/115218875367225908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/slept-for-2-hours-and-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-115218856202824398</id><published>2006-07-06T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:47:01.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;night&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sky&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;shone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;gleaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; streams&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ripple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;such force&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;drawn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;we dun falter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt; plans&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt; we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;partake &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;this compassionate water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;-lizzes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-115218856202824398?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/115218856202824398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=115218856202824398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/115218856202824398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/115218856202824398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2006/07/night-sky-shone-so-bright-its-gleaming.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-114442151106193747</id><published>2006-04-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T22:52:05.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In this week&lt;br /&gt;we can do the things we want&lt;br /&gt;you can chase while i go run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days go by&lt;br /&gt;you bring me more than life&lt;br /&gt;with your embrace&lt;br /&gt;so lovingly warm&lt;br /&gt;while i'm in your tender arms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that&lt;br /&gt;wish this would last for eternity long&lt;br /&gt;it felt we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;as though we could never go wrong&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-113958139067364029</id><published>2006-02-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T01:13:31.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;today felt like a fresh breeze of air rejuvenating my whole entire body. It felt so special that i needed to write. There's a certain point of satisfaction reached which will continue to be achieved increasingly by day. Life is not meaningless as much as i used to perceive it as. Thankfully, my hi-tech purplish pen is round' to scribble away in my dream journal. i hope to change my total skin to somethin non-tacky. Somethin kewl. Seriously, my life's pretty boring but exaggerated sheesh how weak can i sound. i guess human strength always has a breakin' down day. i admit seriously i amount to nothing much each day only but to know what my creator's manual have me. then will i have a fresh beginning relived. Every obstacle comes by not with harm attached but a fulfilled purpose having good intentions to mold my character for eternity. i may sound lyke some lame "philosopher" creating a new set of beliefs. Shoots you're wrong. It came from the Lord above. i struggled livin hell with no purpose. Its a tough journey in this life as we have to face trials and tribulations time and again sometimes without even noticing it. Life is pathetic. i live as though i loved the world as i am struggling with storing up materialistic temporal objects. My happiness is shortlived but i hope i will part this. My prayer: live in this world lyke a foreigner&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fullstop&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-113958139067364029?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/113958139067364029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=113958139067364029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/113958139067364029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/113958139067364029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/today-felt-like-fresh-breeze-of-air.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-111937240563101587</id><published>2005-06-22T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T00:46:51.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi finally i am back on track and anyway i realize that life has to change and i do not wanna grow up. Thats reality life. sighz My studies have been backsliding and i have been slacking throughout the holidays. Definitely not a good sign... &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wake me up!&lt;/span&gt; Somebody....oh yeah thinking about shopping energizes me ..i do not know whatsoever is this reason. It rocks man..Clothes rock! Never mind i'll probably grow out of it and i'll be fine. Yeah i bought a &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pink &lt;/span&gt;shirt at topshop and couple of books at kino to read and fantasize..urmm not the dirtyy kind you think. Well...sometimes life is melancholy, how pathetic can that sound. I am just typing on the lab top and something keeps pattering outside by the window. How annoying. I am learning to be a stoic, a rather on stoic, cause i have to i am commanded...hmm that sounds mean coz i i am suppose to take it to a positive outlook....rather than an obligation. Well i need it big time. Oo yeah i have been starting to read the gossip girl series like few weeks ago...how slow can i be coz i use to think these are rather bimbotic...but now they are simply cool, amazing...haha. But i bet it will not be too influential on me. By the way my english is dying, anyway i hope it will turn out better and not worse. Eeks if that happens, i would be desperate! ahh it kills me! sleepin soon my sister is callin...anyway gotta go .....take care byebye muah peaceout.... &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-111937240563101587?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111937240563101587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=111937240563101587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/111937240563101587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/111937240563101587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2005/06/hi-finally-i-am-back-on-track-and.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-111504555635469418</id><published>2005-05-02T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T22:54:25.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;hihi i haven't been updating for a pretty long time haha anyways here i am... i love fairfield so much, i know its freakin tough to let go of whats twice before me, i know i have ta. I love Grace so much and miss her i wanna cry i can't see u dear peace out.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-111504555635469418?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111504555635469418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=111504555635469418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/111504555635469418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/111504555635469418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2005/05/hihi-i-havent-been-updating-for-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-111088490677858493</id><published>2005-03-15T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T19:08:36.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hi i haven't been updatin yea anyways i have loads of projects piling up on me. So, i am kinda busy so i couldn't much be bothered with my blog but not keeping up makes me pushed back so yeah take care&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;poof.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-111088490677858493?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/111088490677858493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=111088490677858493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/111088490677858493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/111088490677858493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2005/03/hi-i-havent-been-updatin-yea-anyways-i.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-110519422853690613</id><published>2005-01-08T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T22:24:20.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey i haven't been updating my blog but it doesn't matter haha. Anyway, i just finished baking cookies again gosh..mind me. Guess what, last Sunday i went to Kovan and help pack clothes for the tsunami victims, i wouldn't say that it was strenuous but it was fairly okay. Nothing big deal. Joss stick i would say is singing this song "don't know how". Her voice sounds so deep and thick with vibrations haha that was absolutely not right.         toodles &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110519422853690613?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110519422853690613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=110519422853690613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110519422853690613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110519422853690613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-i-havent-been-updating-my-blog-but.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-110415877952431283</id><published>2004-12-27T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T22:46:29.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Merry Christmas mwahmwah kisses i love Christmas its the best Happy Birthday Jesus!!! Thanks for dying on the cross form me!!=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110415877952431283?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110415877952431283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=110415877952431283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110415877952431283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110415877952431283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christmas-mwahmwah-kisses-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-110322186473622690</id><published>2004-12-17T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-17T02:31:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am i being naive, i was always confined in my thoughts shepherding what others would normally do. I feared embarrassment and acceptance from other people and from my perspective i would say it is a privilege that people judge you while they do not know. We call them "pretty people", i am just so bitter about them. But now, i can totally disregard their filthy comments about me, i am the one who order myself, so shut up and stop degrading me, stop hurting me, you selfish ass. I'll tell you, next time i'll meet you, say twenty years down the road and your ass is in my face, i'll laugh at you,look how successful i am, this is your circumstance you deserved if you fail to survive in this qualification world. Hence, do not let other people dictate and overpower your reaction which is sinful in the eyes of God. I am sorry, i want the best for myself and i shall not neglect you, the pleasurable things that are shortlived will be passed, achieve the best in life, grab it before someone else does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110322186473622690?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110322186473622690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=110322186473622690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110322186473622690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110322186473622690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110180603771841383?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110180603771841383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=110180603771841383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110180603771841383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110180603771841383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-guys-rock_30.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-110128341477677878</id><published>2004-11-24T15:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T17:22:24.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; lived on his meat&lt;br /&gt;the water i sipped&lt;br /&gt;his fake redolent roses&lt;br /&gt;i breathed&lt;br /&gt;you were my lover&lt;br /&gt;that sighted me&lt;br /&gt;in my imagination&lt;br /&gt;the whole time i thought&lt;br /&gt;deceptively stuck with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;i trailed you&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;your body recumbent with...&lt;br /&gt;ditto for a&lt;br /&gt;hideous monster&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;being deceived&lt;br /&gt;by a 2-timer&lt;br /&gt;he was such a cheater shit&lt;br /&gt;how dare he could&lt;br /&gt;I ditched him&lt;br /&gt;and soon his annoying girl&lt;br /&gt;pissed him off&lt;br /&gt;he kicked her away&lt;br /&gt;out of his complexing life&lt;br /&gt;he came running back to me&lt;br /&gt;why should he coax me&lt;br /&gt;when i was deceived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is gone&lt;br /&gt;who cares for who?&lt;br /&gt;why should i&lt;br /&gt;my inclination is strong&lt;br /&gt;Harder than a rock you think&lt;br /&gt;he gave me his freaking attitude&lt;br /&gt;which i felt so stupid&lt;br /&gt;you knew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost trust&lt;br /&gt;from my opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;i gave hope&lt;br /&gt;by the rejected world&lt;br /&gt;Relating myself to them&lt;br /&gt;But hey! maybe they are not so bad&lt;br /&gt;i kinda like them&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; they make me&lt;br /&gt;my acceptance was thus known&lt;br /&gt;and i date one of their mates!&lt;br /&gt;So much for foul old boys&lt;br /&gt;now i am a &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;homo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Sex" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ual&lt;/span&gt; kid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;But i definitely think they are sweet and i respect them so please accept them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110128341477677878?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110128341477677878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=110128341477677878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110128341477677878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/110128341477677878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-lived-on-his-meat-water-i-sipped-his.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-110110163603986590</id><published>2004-11-22T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:36:13.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like anyone would be&lt;br /&gt;I am flattered by your fascination with me&lt;br /&gt;Like any hot-blooded woman&lt;br /&gt;I have simply wanted an object to crave&lt;br /&gt;But you, you're not allowed&lt;br /&gt;You're uninvited&lt;br /&gt;An unfortunate slight&lt;br /&gt;Must be strangely exciting&lt;br /&gt;To watch the stoic squirm&lt;br /&gt;Must be somewhat heartening&lt;br /&gt;To watch shepherd need shepherd&lt;br /&gt;But you you're not allowed&lt;br /&gt;You're uninvited&lt;br /&gt;An unfortunate slight&lt;br /&gt;Like any uncharted territory&lt;br /&gt;I must seem greatly intriguing&lt;br /&gt;You speak of my love like&lt;br /&gt;You have experienced love like mine before&lt;br /&gt;But this is not allowed&lt;br /&gt;You're uninvited&lt;br /&gt;An unfortunate slight&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you unworthy&lt;br /&gt;I need a moment to deliberate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alanis Morissette&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110110163603986590?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110110163603986590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=110110163603986590' title='0 Comments'/><link 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whole family ..sheesh rude pig haha jkjk anyways that smell has a name which every ass's of dogs have if they are freaked out...my dog is sleeping right now&lt;br /&gt;Elis and I brought him to the vet and they had to squeezed his ass as he had some vommiting the past few weeks but it wasn't that frequent and Chups met a new English Cocker Spaniel called Fred i fink and the black and white colour coat was terrific i loved it&lt;br /&gt;That was how English Cocker Spaniel was s'pose to look like and Chuppy turned it upside down i love ya dear and gotta go now&lt;br /&gt;toodles weirdo country girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110066388944819947?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110066388944819947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-110066254351826895</id><published>2004-11-17T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T11:38:05.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;grace wacey u have a funky blog haha thats all i have ta say..anyways i just realize that changing the colour in each entry was just..FLAT right in front of my face haha&lt;br /&gt;gtta go now..toodles luv ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-110066254351826895?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/110066254351826895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Oh yeah we made peanut butter cookies, chewy and hard haha knvm .&lt;br /&gt;Now i am workin on some essay which the instructions is freakingly vague..sheesh&lt;br /&gt;ahh knockknock what the freak the essay is about a choice of a famous personality which contributed to Singapore from 1850-1945 but i think i am doing Elizabeth Choy..but not being egolistic coz i just wanted this person not because there's my name there so called"heroine" but for no reason..&lt;br /&gt;At the same time listening to one way ticket by Leann Rimes....&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Toodles toffee fudge&lt;br /&gt;tomatoes rosy round country girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109998266560040336?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109983704831368185</id><published>2004-11-07T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T22:19:16.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;333 oohh....caramel coffee orange chocolate yeahyeah tomorrow i am gonna bake cookies with *grey haha thats corny anyway the basic types i wanted macadamion nuts i love them but they are so ex sigh....fudgefudgeyyywhite chocolate cookies eh but extra fattening*alert thats true haha i am slacking really hard these days can't believe i am guilty bout' that..funny to say its the hols buti have this feeling i can't afford to let go i have to stress it to myself but nah it doesn't work at!! NEVER EVER sighs..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109983704831368185?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109983704831368185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109983704831368185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109983704831368185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109983704831368185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/11/333-oohh.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109940201545645740</id><published>2004-11-02T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T21:27:06.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow...nice the show.. a cinderella story.. though i am not a fan of Hilary Duff but actually she's quite pretty..be optimistic but i think that it is one of my favourite movies...well...the guy is not bad looking haha anyways i am so muddles about where to go!! schools...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   luv ya&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   toodles&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   *muah*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109940201545645740?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109940201545645740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109940201545645740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109940201545645740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109940201545645740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/11/wow.html' 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type='html'>i cried&lt;br /&gt;i was hurt&lt;br /&gt;left in the lurch&lt;br /&gt;none to clung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My companion&lt;br /&gt;forsaked me&lt;br /&gt;I was left terrified&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everlasting pairs&lt;br /&gt;seems like diamonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;its unwilling recognition&lt;br /&gt;maybe squabbles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i lost you&lt;br /&gt;Took you for granted&lt;br /&gt;getting this&lt;br /&gt;a capricious gush overwhelms me&lt;br /&gt;i wanna take back my sweetness&lt;br /&gt;-ex poet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109749112003219794?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109749112003219794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109749112003219794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109749112003219794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109749112003219794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/i-cried-i-was-hurt-left-in-lurch-none.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109746239895975952</id><published>2004-10-11T10:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T10:40:28.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whooo...</title><content type='html'>Finally, my art exam is my last paper tomorrow, wonder why there still is art.... nuts man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109746239895975952?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109746239895975952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109746239895975952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109746239895975952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109746239895975952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/whooo.html' title='whooo...'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109738294967505237</id><published>2004-10-10T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T12:36:01.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Sunday</title><content type='html'>Today's missionary month,not bad though haha sighz*sob* my sis will be away on a missionary tri. i'll miss her loads she's the best...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109738294967505237?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109731595698801991</id><published>2004-10-09T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T12:28:38.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Popular them"</title><content type='html'>Why couldn't everyone see&lt;br /&gt;the typical you&lt;br /&gt;Why did you have to be so different&lt;br /&gt;To make humans fear you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People range you against a mirror&lt;br /&gt;To think so highly of you&lt;br /&gt;Is it because of a higher status&lt;br /&gt;Or probably talent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is the world so hypocritical&lt;br /&gt;Including me of course&lt;br /&gt;But have changed&lt;br /&gt;Once likewise fear those&lt;br /&gt;preventing careful offences&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be likeable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have change&lt;br /&gt;Look back&lt;br /&gt;Feel digsusted&lt;br /&gt;At my stupidity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you dwell the same&lt;br /&gt;In such unknown fields&lt;br /&gt;The one laughing&lt;br /&gt;Is them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They live in temporary jubilance&lt;br /&gt;But wallow later&lt;br /&gt;Now they think &lt;br /&gt;Being classified as popular ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a juvenile thing&lt;br /&gt;What absurd thinking&lt;br /&gt;Hurting themselves unconsciously&lt;br /&gt;For this is the impression&lt;br /&gt;I have perceived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regret now&lt;br /&gt;Not later&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't mind helping you&lt;br /&gt;To live righteously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping&lt;br /&gt;they will manoeuvre&lt;br /&gt;out of such self&lt;br /&gt;To realise this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you&lt;br /&gt;became proportionally them&lt;br /&gt;For no offence of coming across&lt;br /&gt;But change&lt;br /&gt;Stop hurting those feared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109720553599832489</id><published>2004-10-08T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T11:18:55.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/640/2months%20(1).jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/320/2months%20(1).jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog, Chups&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109712656540442517</id><published>2004-10-07T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T19:00:33.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109712656540442517?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109712656540442517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109712656540442517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109712656540442517'/><link rel='self' 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Wheepee...it was such a joyous occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109706151727717979?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109706151727717979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109706151727717979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109706151727717979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109706151727717979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/cross-mile.html' title='Cross the mile'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109705993802154189</id><published>2004-10-06T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T19:00:25.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literature</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha i am typing notes for my lit exams tomorrow, i needa memorize it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i just love it though it might be quite difficult to comprehend but i just love such slang, it revives me. I just adore it...seriously nothing much so....kisskiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;toodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109705993802154189?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109705993802154189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109705993802154189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109705993802154189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109705993802154189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/literature.html' title='Literature'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109704616343087709</id><published>2004-10-06T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T15:02:43.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/640/LaMtns01a_26.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/320/LaMtns01a_26.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuff&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109704616343087709?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109704616343087709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109704616343087709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704616343087709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704616343087709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109704593569523914</id><published>2004-10-06T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T13:11:40.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/640/maggietess0823a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/320/maggietess0823a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pups.....i love u! Muah!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109704593569523914?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109704593569523914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109704593569523914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704593569523914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704593569523914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/pups.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109704512294269253</id><published>2004-10-06T14:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T14:45:22.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/640/love11.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/320/love11.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109704512294269253?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109704512294269253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109704512294269253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704512294269253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704512294269253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/jen.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109704347153897964</id><published>2004-10-06T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T14:18:17.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide of me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.e-poems.org/suicide.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teenage Suicide&lt;br /&gt;I thought of dying&lt;br /&gt;gazing into the black, seductive ice water&lt;br /&gt;so glassy and so tranquil&lt;br /&gt;I thought of dying&lt;br /&gt;but in my place&lt;br /&gt;Death's bony embrace&lt;br /&gt;clutched listless children&lt;br /&gt;gnawed by hunger;&lt;br /&gt;prisoners on death row&lt;br /&gt;detritus of their own childhoods;&lt;br /&gt;poor shepherds grazing blunt-toothed animals&lt;br /&gt;on landmined hillsides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought of dying,&lt;br /&gt;to throw myself away&lt;br /&gt;so much landfill&lt;br /&gt;If it's no use to me&lt;br /&gt;I could give it&lt;br /&gt;I can holler with my lungs&lt;br /&gt;at injustice&lt;br /&gt;join hands in protest&lt;br /&gt;at brutality&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I had long been dead&lt;br /&gt;but I could choose instead&lt;br /&gt;to reawake&lt;br /&gt;and be alive for them &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109704347153897964?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109704347153897964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109704347153897964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704347153897964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704347153897964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/suicide-of-me.html' title='Suicide of me'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109704165623807889</id><published>2004-10-06T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T13:47:36.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/640/_39970956_henry203_300.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/69/1955/320/_39970956_henry203_300.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109704165623807889?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109704165623807889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109704165623807889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704165623807889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109704165623807889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/liz.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109697258837162483</id><published>2004-10-05T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T18:36:42.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams cooker-pressure</title><content type='html'>Hey, I managed to fork out some time for today to write at least an enty for my blog. Guess what i had done a new template, its much cool huh? Well... urm.... i am study history coz the next day i will be having my history and home econs. Funny i do not really concentrate much on home econs, its managable. Some times it requires common sense..ahahaha..i'll just have to follow reality and study since we are born to do so.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. *my ex. mate &lt;strong&gt;farted&lt;/strong&gt; out loud*(For &lt;em&gt;Real&lt;/em&gt;, at least once a day....haha for refreshment.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109697258837162483?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109697258837162483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109697258837162483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109697258837162483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109697258837162483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/10/exams-cooker-pressure.html' title='Exams cooker-pressure'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109492655461654016</id><published>2004-09-12T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T02:19:15.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLogger</title><content type='html'>Hey, i am going to type short nothing of the lenghty sort, just added some of my friends blog, hope they will approve of this, but c'mon you guys were my friends....yeah gonna sleep now...take care bye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109492655461654016?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109492655461654016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109492655461654016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109492655461654016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109492655461654016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/09/blogger.html' title='BLogger'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109298810563761429</id><published>2004-08-20T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T15:49:16.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Net</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Okay my starting its quite sudden and by the way i will be changing my templateu are just gonna love it. Bet you! Type more later * I've got busy work to do*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109298810563761429?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109298810563761429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109298810563761429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109298810563761429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109298810563761429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/08/net.html' title='Net'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-109237762328365621</id><published>2004-08-13T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T14:16:19.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now</title><content type='html'>Hello i am bored but i hate dwindling my time away *sighz*. Its long since i write and i am left with nothing to say but i am involved in a commotion which i am not sure whether i should put myself in. Sigh for the very second time. Haha thats crappy for goodness sake well you know whats the commotion is that my friends plus me of course as we are in one of the sec 1 classroom to practice some dance. But, unfortunately for me "NO"....the dance is way too vigorous for me thats why at one glance i was like laughing my head off but not to be offensive. -Do you know for the first time i was excited fot his blog thingy but that was a couple of months ago....so...... i have got over it haha nothing big deal...i am exaggerating no further, Weird friends i got but hilarious for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Haha keep up with the dance.....?" I am going to study soon in 10 minutes time because i feel bad doing this but not NOW i am still staying here not going anywhere else until 10 minutes has pass.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good for you getting there in the vigorous steps" a bubbled thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Music blasting out of the common place" The room screeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some sort of a chinesy song haha but weird again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't eaten and my stomach is rumbling...hear the stomach juices working at my ruby red walls...."eating away me into pieces"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sounds cliche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey i love Literature so much its one of my favourite subjects...but wait till u get Julius Caesar in the upper secondary u will "die on your feet flat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-109237762328365621?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/109237762328365621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=109237762328365621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109237762328365621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/109237762328365621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/08/now.html' title='Now'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108886485998068250</id><published>2004-07-03T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-03T22:27:48.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day</title><content type='html'>Sighz not too long ago I ate my dinner. I had fried rice added with some chicken cutlet. Haha greedy me I consume large amounts of food.haha Today i woke up about 10 am and did a mind map on a chapter of geography then i whipped up some dish for lunch.haha with my crazy inventing idea i ate pasta in the shape of cockles with bolganese toped with mozzarella cheese. It did not taste what i expected. Hardly cheesy at all...sigh again...yeah and efter that i rushed to school then a coach brought the pupils and i to the Kallang Stadium to celebrate the opening ceremony of the Singapore Youth Festival. Cool i saw so many schools present there, for ex:Raffles sec school..i like the uniform,..Mgs...Scgs ahh... but i will make sure i will return to where i belong, st magarets, nanyang sec school, ....etc. The performance was typically so like NDP. If anybody wants to contact me or would like to add me on msn, feel free to add me:rubbishdumper@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;               studywheneverucan@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;Liz  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108886485998068250?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grapple.xanga.com' title='A day'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108886485998068250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108886485998068250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108886485998068250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108886485998068250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/07/day_03.html' title='A day'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108789977493348977</id><published>2004-06-22T18:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T18:23:54.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BAsketball rocks all the way but no comment&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108789977493348977?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://grapple.xanga.com' title=''/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108789977493348977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108789977493348977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108789977493348977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108789977493348977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/06/basketball-rocks-all-way-but-no.html' title=''/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108723423390742218</id><published>2004-06-15T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T11:45:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time???</title><content type='html'>Okay now its really late so i am going to  make to enty short and sweet yeah so i just did a few changes to my blog so called expanded to more links and stuff so i have to sleep now! Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108723423390742218?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.xanga.com/grapple' title='Time???'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108723423390742218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108723423390742218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108723423390742218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108723423390742218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/06/time.html' title='Time???'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108566244923124653</id><published>2004-05-27T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T20:56:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chups</title><content type='html'>Heyo today when i reached home from school. Long did i knew that nobody was at home as i opened the doors , gates myself but did not expect chups not to be there. Then, i realised that my sisters brought him out too haha then before i knew it, a thought struck me, i decided to join them coz the only place they would be was HV. haha at least it was not too far away from home but near my house haha, within 10 minutes, i will be to make my way there by foot. SO, i rang my sister up and i told her what i was planning. They were actually at some unknown cafe and most probably they would proceed to Delifrance after that. That's the store which we mostly patronize at, ever since my sis was working there.Haha i ate so much i am going to work out tomorrow say abt 4,5,6,km about there. Yeah i have been dying to exercise coz for the past few days i have not managed to find time to exerise haha most likely due to my lack of using my time well... Hey i think that Maksim is really handsome though he is married and all that sort and he is old and everything but his appearance doesn't seem so and watch his fingers move. They are really fast like a machine moving from 1 side to another haha..my dogs sleeping now yeah he did have a tiring day....he deserves it yeah *sighz* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108566244923124653?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108566244923124653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108566244923124653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108566244923124653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108566244923124653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/05/chups.html' title='Chups'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108548177363267050</id><published>2004-05-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T18:42:53.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grades ahahh......</title><content type='html'>Help well...I got everything finalised for my grades okay i should chill i cannot believe i actually got B4 i guess its a bad choice of me essay question..sheesh i wrote an argumentative essay i did not do well for it at all *sob* that may be the reason why i got so low for english...partly because my foundation is not that yet haha i did not do fine my results  aren't fantastic you see i have very very high expectations of myself and study is study, i think it is quite average okay i will tell you i got English:B4, Chinese:B4,-my essay pulled me down too I am rather weak in essay writing, Science:77-i cannot believe i got the highest for my stream 77 its a pretty normal mark? highest it means that the people have low standards i am not trying to say i am intelligent well i believe everybody is bright on their own way regardles of whether you think you are stupid, dumb when you are not, real stupid is when they need special attention more than those average kids and they are set aside to be placed in special schools to be taught in an even slower pace so we should really be thankful about everything if you are not one of them so cherish yourself you will definitely achieve something which you are much much more capable of oh yeah haha i got carried okay so for my(Maths:B3-ah i almost got an A sigh never mind i will work very had for everything, Geography:B3 if i am not wrong i could have gotten an A there are just so many careless mistakes which i have made and easily spotted,&lt;br /&gt;History:A2 i feel that this grade is not up to standard yet i wanna push push push it up to the sky say 90 somthing aiyah the best 100 haha, actually doesn't everybody wanna get full marks for everything, Lit:A2 not good yet there is much much more room for improvement..,Art:? C5 yeah thats bad still but it does not m concern me much but i must do my best in everything coz i wanna be a STRAIGHT A student and i am going to make it happen make it true wait till you see and i will prove it to you wholeheartedly yeah all the way. Overall i must do my best in very subject i am juggling with and push push myself from my limits i know i am capable of it i just got to believe in myself in order to get back into SCGS i will follow yeah i am signing off now and take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Its long since i wrote my blog coz my com kinda crashed, you know screwed up haha but now as you can see its resuming back  to normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       Liz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108548177363267050?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108548177363267050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108548177363267050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108548177363267050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108548177363267050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/05/grades-ahahh.html' title='Grades ahahh......'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108497589865101586</id><published>2004-05-19T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-19T22:11:53.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Substition</title><content type='html'>Hey i realise that for my first entry og my blog there were substition of words which were replaced wrongly...sheesh gotta know which is suppose to be...American Idol is going to start soon...say in 20 minutes time....yeah wonder who will get voted out.I hope it  is not sympathy votes but votes based on their talent well...i read that on the newspapers a few days ago... that Jasmine Trias was crying because of what one of the judges said. I think that Latoya has the best voice throughtout the contest she should not be voted out my girlfriend said that she was very proud maybe she is the only one which stands out from the contestants which catches people's attention which people seem to take more notice of. Maybe she has more class when she brings out herself to America. Well... if a person is different from the rest...i am not trying to say that latoya is everything yeah but i am not sidinging anybody.. sighz today i had basketball training haha slightly a darker on my skin haha but eventually it gradually disappears so not much difference i still wanna lose weight i have such fat thighs as my body is not proporiton and anyway i must be thankful of what i have...yeah try to work out everyday exerecise rocks i love it it definitely  so.... much yeah i gotta go coz i wanna watch American Idol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Liz &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108497589865101586?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108497589865101586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108497589865101586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108497589865101586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108497589865101586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/05/substition.html' title='Substition'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108485171674136147</id><published>2004-05-18T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T11:41:56.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining</title><content type='html'>Sigh right now it is pouring dogs and cats when will i be able to swim. yeah you see i plan to swim later but this rain obstruct me from going. I do not know how long the rain will stop...maybe it will take aeons to stop...haha i can guess that the rain is either a thunderstorm or shower....i learn from my sub Geog my fav sub. Geog rocks all the way. I salute you haha...i just like to learn about the earth it has so many beautiful things that God has created on this earth making it perfect in his creation...but i really do feel that we human beings are so... sinful that we spoil all the things that God has placed for us to enjoy, appreciate, to be thankful.... and instead do things which makes God very unpleased, furious about us but he still loves us so much why is that so? you see God has done so much for us too do you know that he even died on the cross for us to save us from sins and to free us so that we will be able to enter heaven and the only way to do it is to send somebody to die for us....Hallelujah... praise you God....Praise you Jesus My King....my Saviour. You are my only GOd i must worship nothing can ever replace you as i have been touched by your love and your love is forever and ever...eternity and it never stops and you love people regardless of race, religion.....so on...... you are worth living for........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108485171674136147?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108485171674136147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108485171674136147' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108485171674136147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108485171674136147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/05/raining.html' title='Raining'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108476812557962914</id><published>2004-05-18T05:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T14:42:17.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>               &lt;br /&gt;                                                       170504 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my first time here so kinda clueless of what to say. Hmn.... sighz my life can be a big mess unconsciously so even though it may not be shown by actions but psychological mentally unrest which cause me to like break down sometimes in some way like me not getting into my ex school has been bothering me for quite some time haha listening to pop.. music which plays after one another from winamp.*sighz* sometimes my tears are uncontrollable it just keeps rolling off my cheeks. sometimes i try to hold them back no matter what situation i am put in. i may seem to be a ~crybaby~ for some reason ever since i started this year. This whole thing sounds so cliche (where's the tick argh!! yeah where have i been indugling bout' the tick okay back to where i was digressing.( I mean i get sooo.. worked out whenever i see an sc girl, btw i saw my ex friend but good thing she did not recognize me maybe i was wearing another school uniform....I tend to be super exextra moody. i can have mood swings   anytime which can be caused if i am easily provoked/agitated hiyah..... nvm dotdot... enuff of dotdot tz... i can be quite nutty sometimes in the sense crazy oh yesh i paused for a while coz i realized my dog: chups shited without apprising me thats so... pissing my mom claims that he does inform us bout' his business when he is going to do it like whining and jumping around from left to right, "his direction" as balcony walk haha how hilarious can it seem like this: ouou sorry sheesh i am not sure how to spell it out in terms of letter writing haha nvm) okay yeah so about SC i feel really vexed when i cannot do simple questions which i know i am far much more capable of but not overestimating myself like "i am very smart" you know egolistical all that stuff but mean to say that i know that i am better than this, do not get the wrong idea yeah  and then it is late at night and I should be sleepin but doing my work which i have not completed and need to be handed in the following day. Then when it is time to sleep when i think back that scgs has a higher standard than the work which i am doing and i am already having difficulies and what about scgs am i able to reach a standard of such *heights* haha okay never mind then i just felt like crying in the middle night when  my family members have slept and here out of nowhere i am crying not saying like pityful or stuff but i feel thats why when i mention about psychological mentally unrest about some things this is what i really meant. SO.. have you got the taste about what i am going through just 5 months and so much sobbing and crying well...... things always seem to pull me down about discouragement, distraction about the goal which i am yearning for badly  example like getting back to Scgs sitting the entrance examination which my mom is like checking out about it today i mean the school which i am currently in now: the language sucks, pple lyke hardly care about their academic life but mostly focus on their playing activites which they are involved and some people do not even know what i am talking about as i come from an english-speaking home and furthermore they think that my language of english is very high and i totally disagree and majority of the people  speak mandarin so i am surrounded with people that really pulls me down on my languages not saying that this school i am in is not good but it is just that i do not feel comfortable about the people around me, the people cannot carry themselves properly and obviously its because of their mix languages and i agree that every school has its own achievemants,goodness yeah but its just me which i dislike about some things example: the people, facilities-the ladies or gents do not provide tissue for us to use, the vicinity i mean not really what i favour plus the people like to galivant at such places like the housing estates etc... tsktsk i mean like they have nothing to do in their life look who's talking but i have learnt my horrifying lesson which alongside came with a punishment *sigh* anyway yeah my life has been experiencing all these hurt ever since this happened okay well.... i just have soo... much to say...people do not even understand how i feel but sometimes you can't just expect that they will totally comprehen how you feel yeah so like I start not to like even my own senior just fine them quite pissing really irritating hiyah thats why it all comes to an end that my life is a big mess hey i know a song and the artist:custom.title:mess haha pretty lame sheesh why do i keep writing about unnecessary things which need not be mention never mind. yeah so....... the onlything which kept me going were GOD JESUS my saviour, my family members and especially my dog chups oh yeah his breed is a cocker spaniel the first time we got him he did not want to be alone to sleep by himself since he was new to his surrounding so he just kept 'whining his lungs out' okay not really exaggerating but can be said like that okay to call to carry to hold him, keep him accompany yeah to sleep with him oh yeah before i forget he is a male dog and even if he was a puppy or not, cocker spaniels are not solitary dogs so they would dread if their master is going out even for a short while and yeah back to where i was, all i could was to cry and cry now thinking about it made me feel so... i do not know, it is undescribeable. oh yesh regarding about the people i forgot to add one point they mix many languages together do u know how disgusting that is good thing i do not bring that out to them in order to avoid from hurting them. yeah then my language sometimes fluctuates you know vacilate it just gets on my nerves so much like sometimes i will question myself,"Speak proper english constuct your sentence properly." or in my heart i will feel uneasy like meaning " oh man my english is deproving i was afraid and was badly in need of help from somebody, like fretting for myself." well.. the weird thing is that my voice will quaver whenever i cry when i speak.&lt;br /&gt;I guess have to go i will write the next time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    ~Liz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108476812557962914?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108476812557962914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108476812557962914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108476812557962914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108476812557962914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7012673.post-108478730368420189</id><published>2004-05-17T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T11:04:33.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Information</title><content type='html'>Name:Elizabeth Aka:Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies:Sports, music: piano, guitar, violin, i wanna be a violinist or a guitarist.. maybe i wanna be in the music ministry serving God see how he wants me to lead my life...etc..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Star** of my life:God followed by my family, dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~FAVS~&lt;br /&gt;Food:Spaghetti, Pasta- mellow flavour, Chocolate rocks big time, ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink:Smoothie, Fruit juice/punch,orange squash mixed with wine....etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies:Coyate ugly, Hot chick, Princess Diaries, Seabiscuit, Lord of the rings, Spirited away, Grave of the fireflies- a good one it almost made my me cry and good directing film,....etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actress:Sarah Michelle Gellar, Jennifer Love-Hewitt, Neve Campbell, Jennifer Aniston, Mary-kate and Ashley Olsen, Calista Flockhart, Cameron Diaz, Drew Barrymore, Lucy Liu, Nicole Kidman....etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actor:Robbin Williams-Hilarious, Ewan McGregor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs:The scientist, come what may, all you wanted, the game of love, grow old with you, pure shores, Day and night, you were meant for me, standing still, amsterdam, city of angels, Time of your life, i will run to you, shout to the Lord, my Best Friend, Lord i give you my heart, through it all, one day, i simply live for you, you're all i need, power of your love, angels, feel, escape, not in love, amazing, all for you, someone to call my lover, but i do love you, can't fight the moonlight, don't call me baby, emotion, with you i, disease, unwell, everywhere, are you happy now, breathe, baby don't break my heart slow, give me a reason, sakura drops, kids, something stupid, best i ever had...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band: Coldplay-scientist, Goo Goo dolls-city of angels, Matchbox 20-unwell, diease..., Hillsong-too many to name...example: i will run to you...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singer:Kylie Minogue? Nothing much in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music:Pop, Jazz, Country rock, music which moves me, Classical-i should try Baroque music heard it stimulates the brain or something, generally i have a wide range of music you know i love music, music makes the best of me...haha tsktsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mate: well.... i think i won't even bother having a partner haha most likely not. I have lotsa ambitions that i wanna pursue tz... you know my personal interest is not finding how to get a stead like some people....no offence yeah i am trying to lead a life which pleases God......(If i were to choose a mate or what i speak now may not match what i say in the future.... haha i would rather people who are gentle but not over gentle but.... not rowdy or stuff you know kind, gentle in nature, caring, that would be a really sweet mate... haha how crappy i am making myself sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School: SCGS but i am not in this school *sob*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog Breeds:Golden Retrievers- i use to own one like few years ago , Cocker Spaniel-Right now i am keeping a Cocker Spaniel, Pugs-though they are thuft but they are really cute and by the way they are good with children...mm... lovable,generally i love all sorts of dogs they are so.... adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruits:Apple, Orange, Grapefruit, Mango, Mangosteen, Peach, Custard Apple...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports:Basketball, Swimming-HaHa Swimming 30 laps non-stop is not as tiring than running i must train both of my stamina, Running- mostly everyday i jog about at least more than 2km haha better than nothin, its up to me how much i wanna jog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phrase:"Rite no comment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word:"Okay" You can ask my mom if you do not believe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentence:urm..i have no idea(literally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music Piece: nutcracker, moonlight sonata, kimagure orange road, missing, omoi no yukue, with you II, first love, silent jealousy,... beethoven... mozart pieces and other classical artists...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand:nike, converse, adidas, quiksilver, roxy, billabong, skechers, gallaz, spalding..etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes:Sport shoes-currently wearing is skechers, haha i dislike wearing platforms coz it makes me fall and i am rather uncomfortable if i were to wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type of chocolate: I would prefer dark chocolate(dark couveture) to white chocolate, white chocolate is more fattening, a mild amount of chocolate would be healthy but dark chocolate would be better than those normal chocolate referring to the ones which are sweeter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand of chocolate:Wonka, cadbury, hersheys, Margaret chocolate factory, twix, dove...etc mmnnn.. chocolates are my favourite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games: The sims, inklink.... thats about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambitions: Set up a christian band and most likely i will be one of the supporters if that dream comes true and "we" will go around the world spreading the gospel through singing. The more you indulge in the lyrics you will find that christians songs have value and is very different from ordinary songs we hear everyday and that the lyrics "we" sing of is absolutely true, be in the music ministry is actually up to God to decide my life which path i should take, nothin much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Dislikes~&lt;br /&gt;Food: too sweet stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drinks:urm.. i am not sure about this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letter&lt;br /&gt;Hey, so you read my in-depth profile something like an autograph page. So, do you realize that the number of things i like is 10 times more than the things i hate. Guess this shows that i am comfortable in where i am not but false its not true the earth is really unfair when it does not go your way. You just have to accept it for what it is and be thankful that at least the earth is the only living planet that allows the existence of life. But sometimes i question why am i born on this earth to face life which are full of obstacles which i have to encounter and to go the extra mile in order to solve it.*sigh* i must never think of this coz God has own reasons for putting me on the earth. Sometimes i call myself weak why i should live on this earth as i have only been living on this earth for 13 years but other people have lived longer than me and have gone through more suffering than me. Well.. i am a very down to earth person. Yeah i will end off like this: If you have any comments about me, feel free to do so regardless if you have a blogger account or not and i hope you are honest in what you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7012673-108478730368420189?l=grappledlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://scrocks.diaryland.com' title='Personal Information'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/feeds/108478730368420189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7012673&amp;postID=108478730368420189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108478730368420189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7012673/posts/default/108478730368420189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://grappledlife.blogspot.com/2004/05/personal-information.html' title='Personal Information'/><author><name>scrocks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13599984904285988094</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://www.alwiz.com/love/pictures/0613jlh.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
