<?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-3815076201242036322</id><updated>2011-07-08T15:34:42.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon A Time.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-6068570265030658069</id><published>2010-02-24T21:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T21:43:29.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow.</title><content type='html'>Time passes by fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting pretty weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this thing that I realize in Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends - Good Friends - Best Friends - Enemy - Familiar Stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends - Close Friends - Crush - Relationship - Don't Talk No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its there right?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I've been seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;It kinda irks me alot. I don't know why though but still,&lt;br /&gt;I agree with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true and it has always been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, try to take time and observe around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll see that. For sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tumblr : &lt;a href="http://www.night-creatures.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Click It! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-6068570265030658069?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6068570265030658069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6068570265030658069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6068570265030658069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/slow.html' title='Slow.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-6611013451078439663</id><published>2010-02-12T21:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T21:18:19.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr.</title><content type='html'>Having tumblr too now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. This is the two personal website's im holding onto for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://night-creatures.tumblr.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find it at the link sections too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days..&lt;br /&gt;I just feel different about the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its very..&lt;br /&gt;I don't know different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw you today.&lt;br /&gt;yes, I can't think of you no more. &lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT.&lt;br /&gt;I think its enough. ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts me alot that,&lt;br /&gt;when you see me, you smile a million.&lt;br /&gt;But when I try to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SHUN ME AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Im confused between 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-6611013451078439663?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6611013451078439663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/tumblr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6611013451078439663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6611013451078439663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/tumblr.html' title='Tumblr.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5783628206470851974</id><published>2010-02-07T00:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:33:24.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I Vow.</title><content type='html'>Tonight is 7 February.&lt;br /&gt;Momento Of Edward Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SILENCE-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after everything.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to have a rule. I set it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to say vulgaraties anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I think I need a change on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been saying too much.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;The world is not going to be forever man..&lt;br /&gt;We will still return to God one day...&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. One day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the thing here.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I looked at the night sky.&lt;br /&gt;The stars were bright and then.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to make a song soon.&lt;br /&gt;I've done one.&lt;br /&gt;Going to do annother oneeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something for Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, don't stress too much okayyy?&lt;br /&gt;I'll make your chronic stress go away. =P &lt;br /&gt;lalal xD&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing ya already. Get online or call me QUICK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left you two miss call, you sleeping beauty. =P&lt;br /&gt;I hope Netherland is not that cold. &lt;br /&gt;cause SINGAPORE IS STILL HOT. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wells, yeha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. aite...&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Reciprocate and Evaluate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: As I Vow, My Words, For My God, That Is Allah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5783628206470851974?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5783628206470851974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-i-vow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5783628206470851974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5783628206470851974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/as-i-vow.html' title='As I Vow.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5282763802227937557</id><published>2010-02-04T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:20:46.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embrace.</title><content type='html'>The life you face, the things in place.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciate it, alright?&lt;br /&gt;cause once you lose them...&lt;br /&gt;There are %99.99 that they won't return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently in love with Vox Angeli.&lt;br /&gt;A good french songs, I mean, for those who doesn't like,&lt;br /&gt;slow songs or soul. PLS don't click open on top. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The navigations are those blue ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life has been okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to enter Lasalle.&lt;br /&gt;My money's being eat up.&lt;br /&gt;I need them. To support my family.&lt;br /&gt;So I stop and stare.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just taking Private Diploma.&lt;br /&gt;Either in Psychology or Tourism And Traveling.&lt;br /&gt;OR, Film, Video And Sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got dreams on becoming a director too ya know. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously I will work for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I GOT CAUGHT TODAY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Vandalism. Graffiti.&lt;br /&gt;I was tagging my name, and they caught me. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they were like, "What are you trying to do!?"&lt;br /&gt;The guy approaches me and I turn to him, replied, (subtle)&lt;br /&gt;"Tag?" &lt;br /&gt;The guy was like, "You drew THAT!?" &lt;br /&gt;I turned and looked at the wall, then towards the marker at my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I replied " Erm, Not that one. "  Pointing to the bigger tag on top&lt;br /&gt;of my tagline -[ N-Se7eN ]- , saying "Detroitttt". &lt;br /&gt;He got pissed off and furious and said " You DARE to say you didn't do! You think I'm blind!? " He points at my marker.&lt;br /&gt;I look at him cluelessly, I replied "Erm, I said I did it, but this one-" points at my tagline, continued " I didn't say that one!" Points at the other tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got dammmmmnn angry and shouted.&lt;br /&gt;"You go into the shop NOW!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acted and started crying.&lt;br /&gt;And the drama queen is there. ME. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, I guess my name is in PR now.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whether they are still doing it. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile I think back again.&lt;br /&gt;That was funny. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that. &lt;br /&gt;I really wanna do something soon. Sighhh. &lt;br /&gt;I WANNA RECORD MY SONGS. &lt;br /&gt;=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more thing. I'm sooo happy Jeff's not angry with me.&lt;br /&gt;I missed him alottttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Embrace In God's Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5282763802227937557?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5282763802227937557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/embrace.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5282763802227937557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5282763802227937557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/02/embrace.html' title='Embrace.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-6545902635908532514</id><published>2010-01-28T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:08:38.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life.</title><content type='html'>Heh. &lt;br /&gt;Considering of Letting YOU go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think, though yes, I really do love you.&lt;br /&gt;But I don't deserve some guy who doesnt &lt;br /&gt;even appreciate my love in the first place..?&lt;br /&gt;Dont you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. its ok...&lt;br /&gt;Im still considering.&lt;br /&gt;and it hurts ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to know my results for a few test.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I know im gonna flung Physics.&lt;br /&gt;But like what Mr Desmond had said to me..&lt;br /&gt;Failure is MOTHER to all success.&lt;br /&gt;I believe it so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE MIRACLES HAPPENED.&lt;br /&gt;But this time, I knew I work hard for it.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, for the FIRST time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pass my MATH test with FLYING COLOURS. &lt;br /&gt;I got 17 out of 20.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, I was on cloud nine.&lt;br /&gt;Not until some people appear when I dont want him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And,&lt;br /&gt;though its JUST pass.&lt;br /&gt;Its still good. Cause my malay SUCKS too.&lt;br /&gt;But this time..&lt;br /&gt;I got.&lt;br /&gt;41 out of 80! HAHA. JUST PASS. =D&lt;br /&gt;Again,&lt;br /&gt;I was on cloud nine.&lt;br /&gt;Not until some people appear when I dont want him to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. this is shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's four more results to wait.&lt;br /&gt;Which is, English, Social Studies, History and English.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ABOUT CHEMISTRY!?&lt;br /&gt;How come there's no test on that uhhh?&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;Guess its gonna be sooner or later. WELL.&lt;br /&gt;That'll make it FIVE more results to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok well,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will work hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE ONCE MORE IM GONNA REPEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASALLE! HERE I COME~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: God, Give Me Some Answers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-6545902635908532514?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6545902635908532514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6545902635908532514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6545902635908532514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/life.html' title='Life.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5401661229509677656</id><published>2010-01-25T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:21:16.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Chance.</title><content type='html'>If Only I Got On Shot To Win You.&lt;br /&gt;Just One Chance To Prove To You,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm Willing To Go Through Anything With You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just One Chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving You Isn't Easy. It Hurts Badly, Till My Heart Is Soo Numb Now.&lt;br /&gt;But Still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I Love You. Mr D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5401661229509677656?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5401661229509677656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-chance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5401661229509677656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5401661229509677656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/one-chance.html' title='One Chance.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-2685388892859491987</id><published>2010-01-21T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:27:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Astrid.</title><content type='html'>Yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine. Just wake up from my lovely sleep. And.&lt;br /&gt;YES, I love my family loads loads loadddssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Mommy's Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt blog out. I was busy. LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;Busy Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.. soooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=8&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! =D I SOO LOVE YOU!!!! =D&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy. Sorry I didnt have anything on your birthday. &lt;br /&gt;His Was 9th of January. But oh wellss...&lt;br /&gt;Still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=8&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! =D I SOO LOVE YOU TOO!!!! =D&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, dad's planning for an early release for NPCC tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Im sooo glad. And he's gnna get me the storybook I wanted. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Well, I have to do D&amp;T any sooner,&lt;br /&gt;dont think Im going to sleep that early. &lt;br /&gt;4 hours of sleeping just now, soo yeah. =D hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its friday tomorrow, two more days.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you can make it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;I miss you sooo much..&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. Really. God, pls let he be available on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;This is just a momento for Edward.&lt;br /&gt;Edward Night.&lt;br /&gt;I saw this book. The characters are just like us.&lt;br /&gt;I felt the quilt that was there at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;And the ring with our names engraved on it. &lt;br /&gt;I know this is toooo late to carry out.&lt;br /&gt;Its been nearly 2 years after your death.&lt;br /&gt;But its like  a tradition.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i do miss you. &lt;br /&gt;But I've moved on.. Well, I had no choice, do I?&lt;br /&gt;Its our day, every 7th of any month.&lt;br /&gt;Too much to ask for, you're mine, and I'm yours.&lt;br /&gt;That's what you had said, 2 years before. &lt;br /&gt;3 November 2008, 12.07AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've known God's talking you away.&lt;br /&gt;I should've heard the differences in your voice..&lt;br /&gt;But guess I was tooo selfish, once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope we meet again.. I remembered..&lt;br /&gt;We can't. &lt;br /&gt;I hope you live happily up there.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I do love someone right now..&lt;br /&gt;I really do love him.&lt;br /&gt;But God never let me a chance to feel it again, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. &lt;br /&gt;Again, I look at the night sky, and I saw the brightest star blinking.&lt;br /&gt;And remembered you standing beside me and said this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look, Astrid, that's us. You know why is it soo bright?"&lt;br /&gt;"Why?" I look helplessly to you..&lt;br /&gt;"That's when we are together as one, Astrid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, on 7th January, I saw the exact same thing this year.&lt;br /&gt;Just that, there's something missing.&lt;br /&gt;and that's you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its just a momento of you.. &lt;br /&gt;You'll always stay in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;memories lasted forever.&lt;br /&gt;And The name you gave to me specially..&lt;br /&gt;Heh. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I hope I have one shot.&lt;br /&gt;With the new love. Not exactly new though. It has been a year since then..&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I always feel like you are there looking down at me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-2685388892859491987?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2685388892859491987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/astrid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/2685388892859491987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/2685388892859491987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/astrid.html' title='Astrid.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-4519071842359778261</id><published>2010-01-17T19:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T19:33:28.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LASALLE. Here I Come. =D</title><content type='html'>Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASALLE's AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to that school.&lt;br /&gt;Either, I'm taking,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting,&lt;br /&gt;Musical Theatre.&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;Music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooo love Performing Arts. +D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKoKoKOkOKokOKoKOKokoKOKOKokOKokOKok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and. I wasn't doing anything or being a what.&lt;br /&gt;But the main actor in the school.&lt;br /&gt;I mean under Acting course.&lt;br /&gt;SMILED AND WINKED AT ME. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALALLA XD hahahha. i know i know lame.&lt;br /&gt;But mennnnnnnn............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hottttt.. And Hototttt.&lt;br /&gt;HOT HOT HOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Caucasian guy with this bronze hair, with his BLUE GREENISH EYES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaaaaaa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melting*&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK.&lt;br /&gt;Cut the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love the people there.&lt;br /&gt;Very nice.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;Annnd. the Head of the musical theatre talked to me like WUW.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Got alot of things to catch up. hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very demanding school.&lt;br /&gt;The school hours will be 9AM to 7PM.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its not that bad. ahaha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my Parents Anniversary tomorrow. So, heading to town to have a family dinner now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, &lt;br /&gt;I shall update my blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: LASALLE. Here I Come. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-4519071842359778261?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4519071842359778261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/lasalle-here-i-come-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4519071842359778261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4519071842359778261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/lasalle-here-i-come-d.html' title='LASALLE. Here I Come. =D'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-7302531182894394875</id><published>2010-01-16T08:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T09:11:25.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe It's Just Me.</title><content type='html'>The twilight sky disappear as the morning sunrise overtook.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Lets cut the drama.&lt;br /&gt;I got to attend a show,&lt;br /&gt;they need actors. FACK.&lt;br /&gt;AND I WANA GO LASALLE sooo. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I told my agent.&lt;br /&gt;SRY. I DONT WANT ACT FOR THIS SHOW. =P&lt;br /&gt;OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went To NAFA's Open house yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Going to LASALLE's today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm deciding my future this year.&lt;br /&gt;And seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you even give a shit about what I'm &lt;br /&gt;deciding right now.&lt;br /&gt;YOU are NOT the one who's PAYING for my school fees.&lt;br /&gt;YOU are NOT the one who's DECIDING MY FUTURE.&lt;br /&gt;I'AM the ONE.&lt;br /&gt;Its MY future.&lt;br /&gt;Not YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=9&gt; SO BACK OFF! &lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lets say.&lt;br /&gt;recently was also the O Level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't do well,&lt;br /&gt;Its ok..&lt;br /&gt;ITS NOT THE END. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work harder next time.&lt;br /&gt;I know how you guys feel. Chill aite..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, CONGRATULATIONS FOR JUSTIN!&lt;br /&gt;He got quite a number of Distinctions. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Sung.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry my brother! YOU'll ALWAYS DO BEST IN YOUR STUDIES. +)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel. (:&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I'm soooo sooo happy for you that you get what you get.&lt;br /&gt;You did pretty well too. =)&lt;br /&gt;Go Temasek and make sure be a successful MARKETER. =)&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. Love ya always. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.&lt;br /&gt;erm.&lt;br /&gt;All The Best For Everyone Else. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its time for us. &lt;br /&gt;The Sec 4 batch to focus. Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;font size=7&gt; L1 + Maths + B3. &lt;/font color&gt;&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work hard for the best.&lt;br /&gt;cause the goddamn syllabus has changed TREMENDOUSLY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. aite. Its 9 in the morning now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my breakfast done.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Milkshake With A French Cuisine. &lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh. Its been sooo long since&lt;br /&gt;I have my luxury back. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;11 AM meeting my girl friends down the road for LASALLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Moodorama songs rocks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I soooo love ACID JAZZ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. &lt;br /&gt;Especially Sweet Tofee and Hold On. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;After LASALLE erm.. Esplanade? Naw, erm.&lt;br /&gt;How bout Clarke Quay? Naw,&lt;br /&gt;Raffles? Naw,&lt;br /&gt;DAMN. IS THERE ANY NICE PLACES IN SINGAPORE???&lt;br /&gt;The ones with the company of luxury and art. Yeahhhh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, aite.&lt;br /&gt;My food's waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temptation is rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya guys around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'll Always Save You Last On My List, Because I Know, I Can Spend Longer Time With You, Knowing That After That There's Nothing Else I Should Do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-7302531182894394875?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7302531182894394875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-its-just-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/7302531182894394875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/7302531182894394875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/maybe-its-just-me.html' title='Maybe It&apos;s Just Me.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-8863136278224772539</id><published>2010-01-10T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T20:56:27.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence.</title><content type='html'>Forgive me for my silence, forgive me for my non-presence.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt mean to behave this way.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt mean to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;Things happened, I'm trying my best to catch up with life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So understand me, give me my space,&lt;br /&gt;for me to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-8863136278224772539?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8863136278224772539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/8863136278224772539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/8863136278224772539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/silence.html' title='Silence.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5316958937488822203</id><published>2010-01-04T23:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:29:25.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cry Because Its Over, Smile Because It Happened..</title><content type='html'>Its 12.00 A.M sharp.&lt;br /&gt;Im making another confession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats faster than before.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to like someone else,&lt;br /&gt;But i cant see you walk out through that door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you so much.&lt;br /&gt;Im still loving your touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way you grab my hand when we were dancing.&lt;br /&gt;Its the first and last..&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna miss you so much,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, help me.. I cant stop crying about this.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying my best to keep myself super strong.&lt;br /&gt;But no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying..&lt;br /&gt;Ive been loving him for at least, make it 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME GOD.&lt;br /&gt;I need you to provide me strength..&lt;br /&gt;He was always there for me.. When I needed someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were the only, and the first guy to know about my probs&lt;br /&gt;sooo deeply.. Yet, you were always there to listen out..&lt;br /&gt;NO matter what you are doing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry Ive disturb you before.&lt;br /&gt;You were revising for your major exams.&lt;br /&gt;And I was calling you, needing you soo much.&lt;br /&gt;Crying badly.. And you said, its ok, im here....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things you've said to make me feel wonders..&lt;br /&gt;only god knows.. only god..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see you again.. Once more.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard for me to let go..&lt;br /&gt;its not an obsession..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my true feelings.&lt;br /&gt;its how i really felt the whole situation is.&lt;br /&gt;this is how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;Ive never let it out before...&lt;br /&gt;Now maybe i should..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i know some of you guys might think,&lt;br /&gt;she's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;she's insane, an obsessed for sure.&lt;br /&gt;But, i just wanna let out my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;This is my &lt;b&gt; Deep Heart Felt Feelings. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soo Painful... sooo painful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time.. letting all of this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just the way, you make me feel,&lt;br /&gt;the way you smile, when I was badly in tears,&lt;br /&gt;and you whispered to me.. its ok.. smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last thing I would never forget,&lt;br /&gt;the way you whispered and looked into my eyes..&lt;br /&gt;softly you said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Don't Cry Because Its Over, Smile Because It Happened.. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'll See You Soon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5316958937488822203?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5316958937488822203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-cry-because-its-over-smile-because.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5316958937488822203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5316958937488822203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-cry-because-its-over-smile-because.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry Because Its Over, Smile Because It Happened..'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-4132617297173349370</id><published>2010-01-04T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:39:34.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of School? AWESOME. =D</title><content type='html'>Ok. The tile says partial.&lt;br /&gt;But yes. IT WAS AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the monitor once again.&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa. =P oh wells,&lt;br /&gt;still at least there's no one who has any objections&lt;br /&gt;to that fact.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Our class was held at level four.&lt;br /&gt;Two classroom away from Daniel's Class.. Yeah.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. He's like my brother. I'm trying my best to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;Instead yeah. Nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Hmmmmmm. Why am I talking like Mr Shaw? He's our new principal.&lt;br /&gt;DAMN, too much oks at the end of each phrases he'd said. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm yeah.. Ms Fauziah? LOL. I miss her ALOT. She's the best Discipline Mistress EVER! =D She was even joking to the whole school about our school rules. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Serious shit, most of the teachers in Beatty ROCKS. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Other than that. &lt;br /&gt;At first, I went "SHIT, F**K, CHI B*I! WHY I ENED IN MS JAMIE's CLASS FOR ENGLISH SIA!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=8&gt; WHY MS JAMIE~!?&lt;/font size&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!&lt;br /&gt;haha. She's very nice. Yeah. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I thought she's the wicked witch from the west.&lt;br /&gt;But she claims to be ONLY nasty when we are having Attitude problems with her.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, somethings weren't right in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;But I pulled it off.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Pissed off, again. Pulled it off. WHY SULK OVER IT?&lt;br /&gt;Not worth it. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its different this year you know,&lt;br /&gt;when I came to school, the seat that you always sat was empty&lt;br /&gt;and occupied by someone else.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that we are all moving on with our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I was stabbed through the heart so deep..&lt;br /&gt;TOO deep.. sigh.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;I controlled my tears, I told myself I'm strong and moving on.&lt;br /&gt;And the first day of school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;without realising,&lt;br /&gt;I sat the bench where my eyes first sat on you. And when I slowly raised&lt;br /&gt;my head to look straight, I saw you, just the way you are when I first met you,&lt;br /&gt;Sat at the bench right straight in my view staring at me with those purple contacts &lt;br /&gt;of yours. But its all plain illusions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the smile you gave me backstage. The eyes you showed to me when I was sitting right next to you in the canteen.&lt;br /&gt;Its all gone now.. All off scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I look back.. &lt;br /&gt;with all the memories I had, if only, I could rewind time, &lt;br /&gt;just to see you again, ONCE again.. One Last Time.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have that strong feelings for you.&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you remember.. I won't take it for granted for the times when Im with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solitude Remedies Of A Broken Heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly.. I'm moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Don't Cry Because Its Over, Smile Because It Happened. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-4132617297173349370?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4132617297173349370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-awesome-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4132617297173349370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4132617297173349370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day-of-school-awesome-d.html' title='First Day Of School? AWESOME. =D'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-4893659569234447480</id><published>2010-01-02T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T21:22:06.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 Resolutions.</title><content type='html'>Definitely from the title itself you should know,&lt;br /&gt;what I wanna blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, my 2010 resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's getting all serious.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, that INCLUDES me.&lt;br /&gt;I have to back off, told myself I couldn't play alot.&lt;br /&gt;Cause, First Thing On My List, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achieve N Levels And O Levels With  A Good Distinction. =)&lt;br /&gt;And Apply for LASALLE : College Of The Arts.&lt;br /&gt;yeah, serious shit, I ain't joking about entering there. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And believe me, I'll go study till I get, Bachelor Of Arts.&lt;br /&gt;And..... IF I can make it. Continue till I get, Master Of Arts. =)&lt;br /&gt;Ok..&lt;br /&gt;I might have big dreams. But along the way, I wanna be a musician too.&lt;br /&gt;Well, as my career along the journey. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa. Yes, I'll need to work hard, REALLY HARD for this,&lt;br /&gt;But dont work hard, but work smart. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yeahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a leather jacket.&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna cause about $3000+.&lt;br /&gt;No. No kiddin. THATS TOO INSANE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna get myself the leather jacket at Paragon.&lt;br /&gt;it costs about $299? Yeah. hahaha. Make it $300.&lt;br /&gt;Yeha. Better. But seriously there is a leather jacket that's selling&lt;br /&gt;about $3000. CRAZY SHIT. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, other than that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna improve on my math.&lt;br /&gt;It a killer. BORDERLINE ALWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm gonna make a change this year!! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Hmm.... Lets seee.&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH, MY SONGWRITING COMPETITION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;The recording. Uhm, Im having a little trouble on my recording.&lt;br /&gt;Either I'm going for Dreambox Production or Squeakeasy Production.&lt;br /&gt;Still deciding. They have been calling me up for my demo.. GOD.&lt;br /&gt;=.= Oh wells, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;The songwriting competition right..?&lt;br /&gt;And the song title for the song Im gonna compose just for the competition is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"United We Stand, Divided We Fall"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh. Ohh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa. Hmmm. The first day I went to Siti Nurhaliza's And M.Nasir's Concert.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know, Im not the kind of who listens to malay musics.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I was just accompanying my buddie, Afifah, to the show.&lt;br /&gt;It started around 8pm and ended around 11.30pm? Hahaha. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;it was a good performance. AND I REALLY ENJOYED IT. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yepppsss. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, things were going well, I guess, maybe it New Year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Yeahhh. I'm just moving on from all my sorrow and pain.&lt;br /&gt;The memories that should leave. I left it behind with the year 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... KISS GOODBYE. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm strong. ;D&lt;br /&gt;yepyep. And, another thing,&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a change to my personality and attitude, along with character wise.&lt;br /&gt;erm, aren't they the same? LOL. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Like, I just don't wanna be too bubbly.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be the real me. The laid-back kind.&lt;br /&gt;Cause when I'm my bubbly me its = violence fer life.&lt;br /&gt;If I'm my laid-back me its = reduces violence percentage. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa. yeah... Ok. One thing.&lt;br /&gt;TAKE NOTE. Catch My Album Soon. Entitled : Heartbeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure when I'm gonna sell it out. =P&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. lol.&lt;br /&gt;nope, im not joking about it. hahaa. yaeh.. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, i wanna catch some air at Esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;On my way there now. LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. Seek solace? yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Going to Harry's Pub Again.&lt;br /&gt;Just chillingg... yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aite. Ciaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Changed Perspective... (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-4893659569234447480?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4893659569234447480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolutions.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4893659569234447480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4893659569234447480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-resolutions.html' title='2010 Resolutions.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-1155196864372017081</id><published>2009-12-29T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:06:21.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts.</title><content type='html'>Thoughts about the heart beats that,&lt;br /&gt;started and stopped at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, how complicated could that be.&lt;br /&gt;I'm cool with any shit you wanna throw to me...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. Just dont mess tooooo much with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, you don't know whats my blog.&lt;br /&gt;so maybe its a best spot for me to "gossip" about you.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it has started.&lt;br /&gt;An asshole wanted to whack my brother off for his satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;I was at the back looking at the drama,&lt;br /&gt;as you said "get the fuck off, and even you!" &lt;br /&gt;He's referring that to my mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;You lay one more hand on my brother.&lt;br /&gt;I'd say this is over...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, fucker.&lt;br /&gt;I was holding a knife.. I'm serious about this.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it..&lt;br /&gt;Things just go over board.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Allah made me stop that insanity.&lt;br /&gt;If not, I think I've officially a murderer and a criminal already..&lt;br /&gt;Im serious homie..&lt;br /&gt;Heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You made me this way.&lt;br /&gt;Again I'm your daughter not your son.&lt;br /&gt;You can't just punch me or shoot me with your gun?&lt;br /&gt;Well, If I were A guy. Damn.... Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;We could have some RAW WWE Homemade shit out men.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. think about it.&lt;br /&gt;You didn't even trust us, and there you go &lt;br /&gt;expecting to gain respect from us. &lt;br /&gt;You talk shits about my sister, the things that she dont do.&lt;br /&gt;You talk shits about my bro and my mother and even me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. God, Help Me, You Know That I Need You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.. This is changing my attitude..&lt;br /&gt;Please.. I wanna stay as who I am..&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel like fading away from everyone..&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna go around hurting someone.. &lt;br /&gt;Please.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging.. You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurts hurts hurtssss sooooo much..&lt;br /&gt;I'm fighting...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep on falling. But I stand back up..&lt;br /&gt;I keep on bleeding, but I wrap myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It continues to bleed well. Not only mentally or emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Even physically hurt by the one who every family should look up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the vulgar already...&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh... I'm going crazy..&lt;br /&gt;Please..&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna be heartless.. But yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Stop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself, im strong.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I wanna break into tears,&lt;br /&gt;I said no, thats wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Im fighting it so badly.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even wanna remorse about it actually.&lt;br /&gt;But its too painful, I have to let it all out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna isolate myself from everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. I am..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: And This Is My Deep &lt;i&gt;Thoughts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-1155196864372017081?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1155196864372017081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/1155196864372017081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/1155196864372017081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-8759060326097842912</id><published>2009-12-29T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:12:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding.</title><content type='html'>Avoiding.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying.&lt;br /&gt;My best,&lt;br /&gt;to keep the feeling off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;As it hurts so much.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing he wont have feelings for me,&lt;br /&gt;not even a touch.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that way,&lt;br /&gt;cause of what he had say,&lt;br /&gt;before on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;and now. Im trying my best to keep all the feelings begone.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying sooo hard.&lt;br /&gt;but he's just too nice to get off my heart.&lt;br /&gt;i think some of my friends would know who im referring to,&lt;br /&gt;it might be him, or it might be YOU,&lt;br /&gt;yeah, if you feel different bout reading this,&lt;br /&gt;there might be big possibility you;re in my suspected-list.&lt;br /&gt;As I turn around,&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying not to make sound.&lt;br /&gt;thinking about the reasons that it was canceled.&lt;br /&gt;maybe God has his reasons, why it was messed up.&lt;br /&gt;for me to try my best to avoid the fact,&lt;br /&gt;that im falling for him,&lt;br /&gt;so I would not keep things intact,&lt;br /&gt;or whatever it seems.&lt;br /&gt;I know you wouldn't have feelings for me too,&lt;br /&gt;And so I should avoid falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sigh Bin Sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-8759060326097842912?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/8759060326097842912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/avoiding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/8759060326097842912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/8759060326097842912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/avoiding.html' title='Avoiding.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-9130401640669353153</id><published>2009-12-28T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:36:47.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhuman ' &amp; A Story  '</title><content type='html'>I made some new songs I've been working on. &lt;br /&gt;I read Shahrul's Superhuman and I say,&lt;br /&gt;This guy got some magic in all of his wordplay.&lt;br /&gt;vocabularies I should say too,&lt;br /&gt;ayy baby, would you teach me,&lt;br /&gt;how can you be that cool?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha. random i know lame. haha.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, here's my song for my Superhuman.&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeah i know. we both been planning to make serious shits &lt;br /&gt;from the same title. hahaha. and here's the product.&lt;br /&gt;hahah.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets are getting lonely,&lt;br /&gt;and Im feeling all so differently.&lt;br /&gt; pure guilt feelings begin to vanish and be&lt;br /&gt;receded and that’s when pure satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;comes into place.&lt;br /&gt;While reminiscing the past,&lt;br /&gt;I felt good at last,&lt;br /&gt;Well, I felt a lot stronger,&lt;br /&gt;A lot better, A lot better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk up straight and strong,&lt;br /&gt;make up for what I did,&lt;br /&gt;to prove them wrong,&lt;br /&gt;this isn’t a requiem but my song,&lt;br /&gt;to show them where I belong. &lt;br /&gt; took the past as my lesson,&lt;br /&gt;bring them to life, &lt;br /&gt;close up the silence,&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t look back nor took any turns,&lt;br /&gt;and I felt so Superhuman.&lt;br /&gt;So superhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was devastated, &lt;br /&gt;I got irritated by the all so,&lt;br /&gt;complicated.&lt;br /&gt;things should’ve have changed by then,&lt;br /&gt;but it goes on till I don’t know, when,&lt;br /&gt;its 3AM in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;and problems came up,&lt;br /&gt;and I started fighting,&lt;br /&gt;so it wouldn’t be messed up.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop.&lt;br /&gt;I’m moving on from this situation.&lt;br /&gt;I ain’t looking for a refuge, not for this reason.&lt;br /&gt;And I&lt;br /&gt;know some shit is hard to swallow,&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes you have to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;and that’s the motto I’m gonna follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. So Superhuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And My New Rap.&lt;br /&gt;Lets Borrow The Beats From 8 Mile Last Rap Battles By Eminem.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry,&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't think of a beat at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Try to rap it out with the beat,&lt;br /&gt;its to this link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVb0jvnHEpQ&amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oVb0jvnHEpQ&amp;feature=related&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might wanna try to hear how Em started the rap first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title : A Story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody in the world who knows me,&lt;br /&gt;Shut the heck up I'm about to tell y'all a story,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody from my shitty school, beatty. &lt;br /&gt;Listen up, keep it low, just listen to me already&lt;br /&gt;Look Look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now while Im tryin' to stand tough&lt;br /&gt;Notice that this man did not have his hands up,&lt;br /&gt;And my world got you fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;Now who's acting all shitty when I didn't do anything to messed this up.&lt;br /&gt;1, 2, 3 in to the 4&lt;br /&gt;1 Fuck , 2 Fuck, 3 Fuck, 4&lt;br /&gt;4 Fuck, 3 Fuck, 2 Fuck, 1&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck, I'm your fucking daughter, Not your fucking SON!&lt;br /&gt;This guy aint no muthafuckin father to me,&lt;br /&gt;I know everything he's got to say against me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm behaving like a, WHAT? ,&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying, he's words hurt me more than like a cut,&lt;br /&gt;I do live happier with my mom only,&lt;br /&gt;My little brothers future, I had to look after, homie,&lt;br /&gt;Its making me feel all shitty already,&lt;br /&gt;Felt like shooting himself in the leg with his own gun&lt;br /&gt;I did get jumped by all of his ass chumps&lt;br /&gt;And yeah you did fucked my world&lt;br /&gt;I'm still gonna stand here and continue screamin "fuck tha free world!!"&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever try to judge me dude,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what the fuck i've been through,&lt;br /&gt;But i know something about you, you cheated on my mom's heartbeat-er,&lt;br /&gt;What's the matter asshole? scared my mum get back on you, you fucking cheater?&lt;br /&gt;This guy's a wanker, while ejaculating this fucker take turns&lt;br /&gt;And he made this house just like a hotel,&lt;br /&gt;checks in and checks out, and I'm already living in a LIVING HELL ,&lt;br /&gt;This guy is the guy who claims to be my father forever, &lt;br /&gt;But I felt like hey are sure you get the right daughter?&lt;br /&gt;To say that to her, its a mistake to death&lt;br /&gt;He's scared to look in his fucking home, FUCK SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck the beat, i go acapella&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all the things you said, it aint true, fuck the doc,&amp; fuck you&lt;br /&gt;Fuck to all the things you claim that you didnt do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a piece of thrash who becomes a bait when you're down feeling blue.&lt;br /&gt;And fuck this situation&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna talk about it no more&lt;br /&gt;If I could kill him, I would kill and ask peeps for some contribution&lt;br /&gt;And then I would just walk out through that door.&lt;br /&gt;And Fuck all this shit, when I ain't do nothing..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if you get me, ya know what I'm saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. &lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;Be cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-9130401640669353153?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/9130401640669353153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/superhuman-story.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/9130401640669353153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/9130401640669353153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/superhuman-story.html' title='Superhuman &apos; &amp; A Story  &apos;'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-1976886111298227135</id><published>2009-12-27T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:16:23.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I Learnt Anything From This.. It Will All Be Gone.</title><content type='html'>I'm stuck in here..&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;God knows, how Im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;The situation got me up, over the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying my best to make a decision here.&lt;br /&gt;I was completely confused.&lt;br /&gt;I was hold back, when I wanted to go away.&lt;br /&gt;I was pulled upfront, to face reality everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be someone who will be there for you.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to be there, when you had those hard times to go through.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted the times to change for the better.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted us, to be at least something, that lasts forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was a fool for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Thought that things will turn out better.&lt;br /&gt;But again, I never thought you would be this shitty.&lt;br /&gt;Shitty as how I expected all the others heartless bastard would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I listen to Eminem, his lyrics so as his songs.&lt;br /&gt;I know he has some explicit lyrics, but they never prove that it was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Lets take Beautiful as an example for this situation,&lt;br /&gt;have you listen to it? Have you ever feel this kind of so-called&lt;br /&gt;"sensation" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What he had said in that song is true,&lt;br /&gt;"Dont let em say you ain't beautiful, they can all get fuck stay true to you".&lt;br /&gt;Who, Who, the hell Im referring to.&lt;br /&gt;Lets not point out, let me give you a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the kind of people who makes you point out,&lt;br /&gt;Not the index, or the pinky,&lt;br /&gt;is the one you put, up, &lt;br /&gt;when you don't give a fuck,&lt;br /&gt;about anything people would have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm being all emotional and shitty,&lt;br /&gt;how would you feel when things go out of place &lt;br /&gt;and make you allll unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cause everyone has its ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;But can you imagine? if the same things keep going round and round.&lt;br /&gt;Lets not make a sound,&lt;br /&gt;can you hear it?&lt;br /&gt;Hear my pain?&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming so crazily, sooo insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, can you hear me...?&lt;br /&gt;Why you make me feel this way..&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm brave, I'm strong, &lt;br /&gt;thats what I love to believe in,&lt;br /&gt;but what If im wrong,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing some crazy stuffs that turns into a sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love once, twice, and thought love is all nice.&lt;br /&gt;But it was only in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Not the ending.&lt;br /&gt;And there where you start singing.&lt;br /&gt;"Its hurting me, its killing" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe,&lt;br /&gt;baby, &lt;br /&gt;I'm walking away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm just too afraid to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I truly realize,&lt;br /&gt;some people dont wanna compromise,&lt;br /&gt;I saw it with my own eyes,&lt;br /&gt;they spread those lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno what I'm suppose to do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused between two.&lt;br /&gt;God help me show the answers to everything im facing now..&lt;br /&gt;Cause it hurts like.. hell.. somehow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart got hurt so many times, torn..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If I Learnt Anything From This.. It Will All Be Gone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Lets Take This Easily... Would you..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-1976886111298227135?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1976886111298227135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-learnt-anything-from-this-it-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/1976886111298227135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/1976886111298227135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/if-i-learnt-anything-from-this-it-will.html' title='If I Learnt Anything From This.. It Will All Be Gone.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-236299199221945716</id><published>2009-12-23T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T01:09:03.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Brace An Open Mind.</title><content type='html'>HEY.&lt;br /&gt;Im addicted to Eminem once more. =P&lt;br /&gt;FACK.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, im bored, today when to science center. &lt;br /&gt;Had some time company-ing my cousin and brother. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, things are just okay... &lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. haha.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shushh..&lt;br /&gt;Well, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Just saw some blogs,&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who blog about me.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;It was sweet of you guys. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;And Shahrul...&lt;br /&gt;LOL. x]&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa. I'm not gnna be THAT famous ayyy. hahha&lt;br /&gt;BUT THANKS. ;)&lt;br /&gt;hahha. it flatters me. much. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this is how I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a new song somehow.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm just plain in the mind this days.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who's thinking about me..&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously..&lt;br /&gt;I feel that way.. The feeling is sooo strong..&lt;br /&gt;Like and old buddy will appear without my acknowledgment &lt;br /&gt;or anything..&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Why must my instinct be this way..?&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again....&lt;br /&gt;Something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats too muchh to ask for right? Don't you think RYAN? &lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;Forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;I have enough of your lies.&lt;br /&gt;heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im gonna go bball later around 4am.&lt;br /&gt;IM seriously... bored shitless. &lt;br /&gt;Sighhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH CRAP.&lt;br /&gt;Certain people are behaving like some sarcastic morons.&lt;br /&gt;You guys either stop it.. &lt;br /&gt;Or I'll go down to your school...&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with her ayy..? Seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Afifah.. Tell me if they're messin with ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they'll pay for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im FUCKING SERIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;and I MEAN IT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one more thang.. and.. &lt;br /&gt;Thats it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I Wanna Brace An Open Mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-236299199221945716?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/236299199221945716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna-brace-open-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/236299199221945716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/236299199221945716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wanna-brace-open-mind.html' title='I Wanna Brace An Open Mind.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-2677274101510124065</id><published>2009-12-22T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:14:58.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday, The Day Before, And My Brand New Tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>Hey Guys &amp; Girls.&lt;br /&gt;I really just wanna say that, THANKS FOR EVERYTHING. =D &lt;br /&gt;HONESTLY.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Everyone For Everything. It Was Great Party Definitely. Love It. And Love You Guys. Also Thanks FOr The Gifts. =D Really Wish We Could Hangout Some Other Time Like That Again. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa. Sigh.. Yeah. It was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See My Title up there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's My New Rap For It.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminisce some time, when we used to rock out the show.&lt;br /&gt;smiling to myself, trying hard to chill and go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;When I was wishing hard that everything just fits into place.&lt;br /&gt;But my hearts just beats fast, &amp; faster, like a rat race.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why, Oh Lord, Tell me why.&lt;br /&gt;Im standing right here, and all I do is to sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how I used to stood upfront,&lt;br /&gt; with those people who fucks and holds up their guns.&lt;br /&gt;The sound of the trigger being pulled,&lt;br /&gt;how I remembered those love ones that I protected before, &lt;br /&gt;just make me look like a FOOL.&lt;br /&gt;The pain I had to go through, &lt;br /&gt;The pain that I bear just to look after you.&lt;br /&gt;The pain, the things I do, which is hysterically INSANE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its up to my choice, to not help or to do so.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't know, they betrayed me, and get me out to go.&lt;br /&gt;Im started to feel like Im being dissed again.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I live in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is, no matter what,&lt;br /&gt;if your my friend, you're my family.&lt;br /&gt;Someone who I will defend, to make them happy.&lt;br /&gt;I will always stay by your side,&lt;br /&gt;stand up when I fall,&lt;br /&gt;so I could stick up to my fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday&lt;/b&gt;, things were bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Day Before it&lt;/b&gt;, was just overrated, just too sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And My Brand New Tomorrow&lt;/b&gt;, I'll make sure, that I wont get mad.&lt;br /&gt;And this so-called "Wisdom" will be my,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yesterday,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Day Before,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And My Brand New Tomorrow.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats all folks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Sometimes I think the one who protects the one who he/she loves,&lt;br /&gt;is the one who needs that protection the most... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh bin sighs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-2677274101510124065?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/2677274101510124065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-day-before-and-my-brand-new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/2677274101510124065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/2677274101510124065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-day-before-and-my-brand-new.html' title='Yesterday, The Day Before, And My Brand New Tomorrow.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-9144762226751621908</id><published>2009-12-18T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T23:15:00.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Title: Be Strong.</title><content type='html'>Well, today was a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect anything much from someone.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. =) Thank God. =)&lt;br /&gt;I think its better this way.... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. ok... here's goes nothing. &lt;br /&gt;My new song. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;b&gt;Be Strong.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever wondered, why life is so hard?&lt;br /&gt;I sat on a porch &amp; hoped &amp; prayed,&lt;br /&gt;for all the hard things to stop,&lt;br /&gt;I was force to smile, but I never did,&lt;br /&gt;It was so hard that I fell and drop.&lt;br /&gt;But I think back again,&lt;br /&gt;why I'm facing this pain,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; slowly I think for a day &amp; say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, move on in life,&lt;br /&gt;forget about what you've been through,&lt;br /&gt;take it as if its a lesson for you,&lt;br /&gt;Be strong,&lt;br /&gt;Now, think for a while,&lt;br /&gt;and there's also a secret behind 'I can survive'&lt;br /&gt;**it is when you realize, ' Scars makes us stronger for life'. {2X}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the days are long,&lt;br /&gt;and the debts are high,&lt;br /&gt;and everything goes wrong,&lt;br /&gt;all you can do is to sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; its all uphill struggle,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; bloodsweating tears,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; thats when you have to face those troubles,&lt;br /&gt;But let me tell you just throw away your fears&lt;br /&gt;&amp; never say never, tell yourselves this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Piano Solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being strong isn't as easy as, 1, 2, 3.&lt;br /&gt;Though we may have to put up that faces and pretend like&lt;br /&gt;we're problem free.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; again, its all, uphill struggle&lt;br /&gt;&amp; bloodsweating tears&lt;br /&gt;when you have to pop that bubble,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; tell yourselves that you can't live in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Don't let words bring you down,&lt;br /&gt;Though things wouldn't be as what it seems,&lt;br /&gt;Move on, don't ever turn in rounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. I got a few more songs to post up with the recording.&lt;br /&gt;currently finding a good sound engineer, arranger and producer. &lt;br /&gt;its hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell ya something for the musicians who wants to have a label,&lt;br /&gt; NEVER COMPROMISE AMONG THOSE THREE above.&lt;br /&gt;Your songs will turn out horrible. No kidd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. here's the chords I play on the song.&lt;br /&gt;This time round, its on the piano.&lt;br /&gt;Chords are, F, G, Am. &lt;br /&gt;well, the way i play it, is a little hard to explain here.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged in, and you're it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. again, i was shocked and really it made me happy, that,&lt;br /&gt;a few of my friends really love this song that i made too.&lt;br /&gt;haha. thank you guys. ((^.^))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkays. good night my readers. I love you all. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I'll See You Soon.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-9144762226751621908?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/9144762226751621908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/title-be-strong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/9144762226751621908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/9144762226751621908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/title-be-strong.html' title='Title: Be Strong.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-396562644022620666</id><published>2009-12-17T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:39:19.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whispers Of The Forgotten Soul.</title><content type='html'>Yes,&lt;br /&gt;this is what I'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;Rather sophisticated. No. Thats not the right word.&lt;br /&gt;Im rather...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't either know why the reason for being in my state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul yearns for hopes that are even barely to reach for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yes this is me. &lt;br /&gt;I'm rather emotional at this very moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days goes by,&lt;br /&gt;I still don't why,&lt;br /&gt;That things just get harder in here,&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I bravely told myself,&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live in fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, words are turn into pain,&lt;br /&gt;why others goes down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;but still I'm sitting here by the window...&lt;br /&gt;Tryna stay put, stand tall from being hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desires are temptation for one individual, &lt;br /&gt;while liars are always out looking for troubles.&lt;br /&gt;betrayals are simple, they come for they want,&lt;br /&gt;they leave before the sun,&lt;br /&gt;comes up &amp; everyone can see them.&lt;br /&gt;and thats where they start changing names,&lt;br /&gt;from Laura &amp; Jane to Jacintha &amp; Sam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets making it simple, I'm tryna not to be self-proclaim,&lt;br /&gt;but what was those sacrifices for, if you still behave the same?&lt;br /&gt;Said i'm suppose to be the one that should always comes first,&lt;br /&gt;but I didn't know after awhile I become a curse, &amp; you got worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me why?&lt;br /&gt;that as days goes by,&lt;br /&gt;you're expecting me to look after your feelings,&lt;br /&gt;when you don't even look after mine,&lt;br /&gt;for once, its hurtful, its KILLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so stop &amp; stare,&lt;br /&gt;look at the stars and beware.&lt;br /&gt;of the night creatures to come by,&lt;br /&gt;and hunt you down, while you have to sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause im not going to be there,&lt;br /&gt;maybe no more.&lt;br /&gt;cause this time I swear,&lt;br /&gt;I really wana walk out of that door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Pain Is All I Feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-396562644022620666?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/396562644022620666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/whispers-of-forgotten-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/396562644022620666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/396562644022620666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/whispers-of-forgotten-soul.html' title='Whispers Of The Forgotten Soul.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-7353025296849789553</id><published>2009-12-15T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:54:50.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading Tears.</title><content type='html'>Things, of cause, had been better.&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats what we would choose to hear.&lt;br /&gt;I began, with Fading Tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt different about my whole life now.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, if there's actually, something missing.&lt;br /&gt;Or, its just my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happened, when there's no reasons behind 'ones' truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night, my tears flow down as if there were something that I've missed so much.&lt;br /&gt;Something I valued and its all gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized after awhile that...&lt;br /&gt;it was all about my family bond..&lt;br /&gt;and love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, its fading away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can this happened...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not trying to be emotional,&lt;br /&gt;but who wouldn't feel this way.. If you and your family, &lt;br /&gt;were in very GOOD terms before... Who wouldn't..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always dreams the good things thats happening between me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;i've always. DREAM about it...&lt;br /&gt;But what comes next? The love is not there anymore...&lt;br /&gt;I know, of course there are worse cases out there than just me.&lt;br /&gt;But this is what im facing, this is painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I yearn for a dreamcatcher. Slowly, my dreams turn into bad ones.&lt;br /&gt;Dreams of Eternal Pain... And more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just why...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I yearn for the love of my family, to become one as a whole again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I yearn that love from one, whoever it is...&lt;br /&gt;And also from you God.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : This is my requiem for a dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-7353025296849789553?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7353025296849789553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/fading-tears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/7353025296849789553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/7353025296849789553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/fading-tears.html' title='Fading Tears.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-7260721479866855657</id><published>2009-12-09T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T22:30:22.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Post. Vampires. Including Twilight Special. =)</title><content type='html'>Oh Welcome, To The Night Family.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there's plenty I would gladly love to introduce. =)&lt;br /&gt;Except for my, of cause parents,&lt;br /&gt;I won't present their pictures here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first,&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about Vampires.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. recently. It was pretty shocking to receive a gift&lt;br /&gt;from my grandmother. Not any type of gift. Normal ones. No.&lt;br /&gt;Not any normal ones. But a book. Yes, A book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saying.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/?action=view&amp;current=P091209_2229.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/P091209_2229.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, HANDBOOK. &lt;br /&gt;Heh. I really love it alot. Though.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno whats the fact now but, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm and here's a front view of the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/?action=view&amp;current=P091209_2230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/P091209_2230.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, the book is very interesting. &lt;br /&gt;It talks about Pain Induces and more.&lt;br /&gt;How to feed and certainly, more stuffs than what you read everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and as I flip through the pages and I saw this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/?action=view&amp;current=P091209_2233.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/P091209_2233.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. reminds me of.&lt;br /&gt;thisssss.... thang I LOVE SO MUCH. &lt;br /&gt;THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/twilight" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i261.photobucket.com/albums/ii47/layouts_247/graphics/twilight/twilight8.jpg" border="0" alt="twilight Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, and maybe its true that,&lt;br /&gt;Only Vampire Can Love You Forever.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after awhile..&lt;br /&gt;I felt like. wow...&lt;br /&gt;heh... Vampires huh? &lt;br /&gt;Of cause I've been doing researches about em and some&lt;br /&gt;claims that they are true, and some say its fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, some even self-proclaim, and I don't know how that works for them.&lt;br /&gt;But yep. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm here just to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its really sad. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me introduce,&lt;br /&gt;the 2 of us first.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Younger Brother. &lt;br /&gt;My older sister and brother will be in the future, along with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/?action=view&amp;current=SaphiraNight-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/SaphiraNight-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is my Younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/?action=view&amp;current=DanialNight.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i196.photobucket.com/albums/aa230/Saphira07/DanialNight.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, like I've said, others I'll share in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. thats for today I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Still wondering...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-7260721479866855657?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/7260721479866855657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-post-vampires-including.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/7260721479866855657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/7260721479866855657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/special-post-vampires-including.html' title='Special Post. Vampires. Including Twilight Special. =)'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-6603675966034622864</id><published>2009-12-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:55:31.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maybe Tomorrow. =)</title><content type='html'>Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Finally recovered from that pain.&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEESSSSSSSHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, guess what, im so bored now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR TAG ME IN MY BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU TOO, SAMUEL LOH. hahahaha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh wells,&lt;br /&gt;dance cancelled tomorrow, &lt;br /&gt;still, that moron needs to give me back my Breaking Dawn.&lt;br /&gt;If he lost it, I'm gonna kill him.&lt;br /&gt;IT COSTS ME $41 bucks for that bookkk meeennn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheeesshhh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. I feel like going somewhere fun tomorrow. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. ESPLANADE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. New Moon. lalalal XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok. Im listening to Blue Eyes By Mika.&lt;br /&gt;You should go listen. Its Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, had a great day today. =P hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't do anything much. hahahhas.&lt;br /&gt;Oh welllssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Im cleaning my guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. men, i miss drawing.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;br /&gt;I'll post few of my art piece up soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. For my peeps who loves the songs that I made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really thank you so much for your support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to find a talent agent in singapore. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go far. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;But again, thanks for supporting and loving my songs. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Will post my next song up soon. =)&lt;br /&gt;For Scores or Chords of My songs.&lt;br /&gt;Comment me up or just text me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be happy to give ya guys. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Soooo, since there no dance tomorrow. I'll get my book back and then&lt;br /&gt;to ESPLANADEEEEE. heeeeee~~~ lalalal XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo. Days Are Getting Better. &lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Maybe I'll Be A Good Composer One Day,&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;b&gt;Maybe Tomorrow.&lt;/b&gt;  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off.~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Tatania! I Love you, My dear little shorrrt-hair british cat. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-6603675966034622864?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/6603675966034622864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/maybe-tomorrow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6603675966034622864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/6603675966034622864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/maybe-tomorrow.html' title='Maybe Tomorrow. =)'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5863958643098232789</id><published>2009-12-03T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T19:43:42.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know You Are But Who I Am...?</title><content type='html'>This is driving me crazy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Help Me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I Know You Are But Who I Am...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5863958643098232789?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5863958643098232789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-you-are-but-who-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5863958643098232789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5863958643098232789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-know-you-are-but-who-i-am.html' title='I Know You Are But Who I Am...?'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-1117103579631222003</id><published>2009-12-03T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:42:39.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused. =X</title><content type='html'>Crap. &lt;br /&gt;yes. See the title!?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its confusing me. BIG TIME, hell yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok before I say the whole story.&lt;br /&gt;Let me comment on something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW MOON's A BLAST. =) Love IT.&lt;br /&gt;JUST LOVE IT.&lt;br /&gt;I'M LOVING IT. Ok ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noth much abt new moon. Maybe next post. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Back to the CONFUSING PART.&lt;br /&gt;Im thinking of someone in my mind.. &lt;br /&gt;Really... &lt;br /&gt;Ive been thinking about this someone for I dunno how long..&lt;br /&gt;Im just not too sure who it is..&lt;br /&gt;Im really stuck about it. &lt;br /&gt;gosh...&lt;br /&gt;its really clouding up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the hell am I thinking of..&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its true, that its not compulsory to be in love..&lt;br /&gt;But.. I think.. im in love with this guy..&lt;br /&gt;god... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can it be...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRGGGGHH.&lt;br /&gt;I hate this.&lt;br /&gt;I dont even know who.&lt;br /&gt;CRAP. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting complicated.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : I think its him.. AHH. nono. I dont think he likes me. nono.&lt;br /&gt;its just impossible.... I.. I just dunno...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-1117103579631222003?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/1117103579631222003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/confused-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/1117103579631222003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/1117103579631222003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/12/confused-x.html' title='Confused. =X'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-4530789205925359938</id><published>2009-11-30T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:21:54.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Title : El Amor Es Ciego. By Saphira N.Idayu</title><content type='html'>Note*** The song that is played the moment you entered my blog. isnt MY songs. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've made this song for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post up more, though this isn't my first. &lt;br /&gt;I got lots more of my own songs. Some on piano and the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;But this song is played on the guitar and definitely,&lt;br /&gt;some of the phrases is in Spanish language. &lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, here goes nothing.. :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Intro] (this is where i'll start talking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell am I thinking,&lt;br /&gt;you left me, you hurt me so much,&lt;br /&gt;yet I'm still needing for your touch.&lt;br /&gt;heh..&lt;br /&gt;Ohh.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As days goes by, &lt;br /&gt;you're the only one that, I'm thinking of.&lt;br /&gt;Why did you treat me this way,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes your cold sometimes your okay,&lt;br /&gt;and now you're leaving.&lt;br /&gt;You just don't know how much, &lt;br /&gt;I want you to stay &amp; I wanna let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eres el amor de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Estoy enamorada&lt;br /&gt;Pienso en ti siempre&lt;br /&gt;Quiero estar contigo para siempre.&lt;br /&gt;Te extrano.&lt;br /&gt;Te necesito.&lt;br /&gt;Te quiero, mi amor! Thats why they always say,&lt;br /&gt;*El amor es ciego. {2X}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Verse 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never expected it to be this way,&lt;br /&gt;we've been so close yet,&lt;br /&gt;I have to watch you walk away.&lt;br /&gt;Can you please tell me, what can I do to win you heart&lt;br /&gt;back again?&lt;br /&gt;So finally I can stop suffering from this pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~[Chorus]~~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its ok..&lt;br /&gt;If you really wanna walk away, heyy...&lt;br /&gt;Its ok.. Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Probably you've forgotten those moments we've been through together,&lt;br /&gt;But I just wanna tell you,&lt;br /&gt;that I will always love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus] (it'll still be the same but its in english this time round.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the love of my life. &lt;br /&gt;I'm in love. &lt;br /&gt;I think of you always. &lt;br /&gt;I want to be with you forever. &lt;br /&gt;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;I need you. &lt;br /&gt;I love you, my love! Thats why they always say, &lt;br /&gt;Love is blind.&lt;br /&gt;Love is Blind.&lt;br /&gt;Love is blind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Outro]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me ask you something,&lt;br /&gt;would you stay if you weren't leaving?&lt;br /&gt;I don't why, &lt;br /&gt;Im still thinking about you now..&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps, this is it. &lt;br /&gt;the chords are Am, G, Dm, C.&lt;br /&gt;All the way like that on the guitar. &lt;br /&gt;Strumming is just, down,down, up, up, down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. comment me if you have anything to say about the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;will post the recording up soon.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha. actually i got few so-called "fans" who's madly in love with&lt;br /&gt;this song. haaha. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. Soso. &lt;br /&gt;again. Facebook status.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, A big relief?&lt;br /&gt;yeahhh.. soo happy right now. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dunno why. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh.. dear.&lt;br /&gt;20th dec, celebrating my birthday at my place!&lt;br /&gt;WUW, its like 10 days earlier than my actual birth date. &lt;br /&gt;hahaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : Still shattered, wish someone could pick up those pieces of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;and fix it back for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-4530789205925359938?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/4530789205925359938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-title-el-amor-es-ciego-by-saphira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4530789205925359938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/4530789205925359938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/song-title-el-amor-es-ciego-by-saphira.html' title='Song Title : El Amor Es Ciego. By Saphira N.Idayu'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5531995657017954964</id><published>2009-11-20T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T22:28:22.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desires For Upcoming Birthday, Much?</title><content type='html'>Sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I know my family isn't rich and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;But definitely finding a way to get what I really wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I saw my cuzzie got the camera that I really wanted so much&lt;br /&gt;since I was sec 1. But I just smile and pretend it doesn't hurts&lt;br /&gt;to see how easy she get what she wants.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Birhtday List.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I wanted a New Nike Dunk. But.. Sigh. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Silverish Fever Nike Dunk. $ 159.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A New Sony Camera. H-Series. DSC-HX1. $ 889? (can get cheaper actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats all I wanted. &lt;br /&gt;Noth much. actually all i wanted is the camera. not the dunk either. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I was planning to make a life journal. Well. not a digital one..&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum,Dad,Kak,Danial? can I have that camera....? Pleasee...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desires For Upcoming Birthday, Much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5531995657017954964?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5531995657017954964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/desires-for-upcoming-birthday-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5531995657017954964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5531995657017954964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/desires-for-upcoming-birthday-much.html' title='Desires For Upcoming Birthday, Much?'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3815076201242036322.post-5267450135480565737</id><published>2009-11-13T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T16:58:37.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Case Close But Its Not The End.</title><content type='html'>I've been prepared for like a year ago for something like this to happened. Sometimes I just wanna say this out loud. "GUYS ARE ASSHOLES" But I stop. I look back again. They are the one who made me learn. Not all guys are assholes. Well, there's still a few who are always there for me. Thank God is great. Somethings just happened on 11 November. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Your thoughts have been decoded. The sudden rush of doubts faded. How I wish, it faded in the brightest way. But no. It dulls my whole night. How I wonder when is this agony is going to fade away after it has replaced over the doubts. Yes, this is life. I have to face it. Its true I've been through a lot of it. But knowing another chance I was hoping, another pain was showing, makes me feel I had enough. Of everything. My hearts shattered into drastic pieces.. Wonder who's willing to find all back the pieces and put it back into whole. I can assure all of you one thing, its not gonna be easy this time.. Its not gonna be easy.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Listen to me wanna tell you what I feel, I never ever thought I'd be the one to feel those feelings that, I never thougt i'd have, cause everything you felt is never coming back. My heart's alone out there, I wanna tell you but i'm too damn scared.. So listen to me, let me tell you what I mean. I'm out of time, i'm out of heart, i'm out of me. I gave up everything I had and now i'm living in the past.&lt;br /&gt;You was so hot, you were so cold..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Why can't you see that I got no where left to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many times I tried to talk&lt;br /&gt;But you never listened to me&lt;br /&gt;So many times you said I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't see, no oh no&lt;br /&gt;You broke inside, controlled my mind&lt;br /&gt;Now that shadows all I see&lt;br /&gt;But when you went away&lt;br /&gt;You took a piece of me, with you&lt;br /&gt;And my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shattered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just wanna let you know. Stop It Or Lose It. As Long As Im Still Breathing, There's No Limit In Anything I Want To Do. As Long As Im Still Breathing, There's No One That Who Can Stop Me For Pursuing My Dreams, Not Even You. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Case Close But Its Not The End.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3815076201242036322-5267450135480565737?l=da-neverending-story.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/feeds/5267450135480565737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5267450135480565737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3815076201242036322/posts/default/5267450135480565737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://da-neverending-story.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm_12.html' title='Case Close But Its Not The End.'/><author><name>Saphia Scar X</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06363798857430209228</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
