<?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-3708924393906448751</id><updated>2011-08-06T00:15:36.295-07:00</updated><category term='BOOM'/><category term='week'/><category term='sorry. song dedication'/><category term='1337 phail'/><category term='tagged'/><category term='sorry.'/><category term='blegh'/><category term='my'/><category term='Happy new year.'/><category term='done.'/><category term=':)'/><category term='ahh'/><category term='what'/><category term='help'/><category term='sports day'/><category term='Voices'/><category term='hey'/><category term='song dedication'/><category term='Our love.'/><category term='i want to thank you'/><category term='porn'/><category term='conclusion'/><category term='fuck yourself in the fucking ass.'/><category term='morning'/><category term='pic'/><category term='im there for you.'/><category term='depression.'/><category term='I hope they die.'/><category term='i love about you'/><category term='outing'/><category term='xD first blog thingamabob'/><category term='sorry?'/><category term='Tuesday'/><category term='..'/><category term='sunday'/><category term='Tash&apos;s birthday'/><category term='Saturday'/><category term='ever.'/><category term='piccas'/><category term='world'/><category term='bored'/><category term='hate'/><category term='school'/><category term='Fun'/><category term='the boredom.'/><category term='Monday'/><category term='Ich Liebe Sie'/><category term='deaddd'/><category term='everything'/><category term='for all your timee'/><category term='a kiss'/><category term='wooo'/><category term='I love you'/><category term='day'/><category term='song dedication to everyone I love.'/><category term='Church'/><category term='boojieboojieboo'/><category term='song dedication to jo'/><category term='I just called.'/><category term='ev&apos;ry lil things gonna be aight'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='To Jo'/><title type='text'>Je t'aime</title><subtitle type='html'>When I say jump, you say HOW HIGH!?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8569071496992725789</id><published>2011-03-06T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T05:52:48.262-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boojieboojieboo'/><title type='text'>One year.</title><content type='html'>One year ago today, I took a leap of faith.&lt;br /&gt;One year ago today, I took a chance - one year ago.&lt;br /&gt;I gathered the courage.&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed, i've made my mistakes, i've done my crimes.&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed, and we've gone through our fair share of shit.&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, 2 words.&lt;br /&gt;1 response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I found my other half.&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I had to wait and watch.&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I was there when I was needed, no matter what the time or where the place.&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I found my soul-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;Two years ago, I found the limit to my patience&lt;br /&gt;I also found how much I can push my patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year ago, I felt complete.&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed, I still feel the need&lt;br /&gt;Not only to hug you, but to kiss you too&lt;br /&gt;To hold you to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;To wake up to your face.&lt;br /&gt;To gaze at your beauty - and have my breath stolen by it.&lt;br /&gt;To listen to your giggle, and be frustrated by your stubborness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed, Amachi.&lt;br /&gt;I love you not less, I love you only more.&lt;br /&gt;I love you from my heart - from my soul, and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;You piss me off, I piss you off too,&lt;br /&gt;We argue, we fight.&lt;br /&gt;But I found my soulmate, I found my one.&lt;br /&gt;I am stubborn, I am sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;I have no patience, nor do I have sense.&lt;br /&gt;I love you with all my heart, and am blinded by it most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One year has passed - I'm still here aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;So you need not worry, I'm not going anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you. My baby, My little indian girl, My Angel, My light, My love, My hope, My strength, Mine.&lt;br /&gt;My Amachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its true, That I love you. And its true - your the only one, and I do, I adore you. And its true girl. You make me feel ali-i-i-i-ive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8569071496992725789?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8569071496992725789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8569071496992725789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8569071496992725789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8569071496992725789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2011/03/one-year.html' title='One year.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5576097044621633103</id><published>2010-05-17T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T06:27:43.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tonight I can write&lt;br /&gt; Pablo Nerada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Write, for example, 'The night is shattered&lt;br /&gt;and the blue stars shiver in the distance.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;br /&gt;I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through nights like this one I held her in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved me sometimes, and I loved her too.&lt;br /&gt;How could one not have loved her great still eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I can write the saddest lines.&lt;br /&gt;To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.&lt;br /&gt;And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it matter that my love could not keep her.&lt;br /&gt;The night is shattered and she is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.&lt;br /&gt;My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sight searches for her as though to go to her.&lt;br /&gt;My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same night whitening the same trees.&lt;br /&gt;We, of that time, are no longer the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.&lt;br /&gt;My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another's. She will be another's. Like my kisses before.&lt;br /&gt;Her voide. Her bright body. Her inifinite eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.&lt;br /&gt;Love is so short, forgetting is so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms&lt;br /&gt;my sould is not satisfied that it has lost her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer&lt;br /&gt;and these the last verses that I write for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This poem has no particular meaning. I just read it and the first person that came to mind, was Her. Nothings wrong in &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;para&lt;/span&gt;dise, its still &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;paradise-y&lt;/span&gt;. Worry not.&lt;br /&gt;Its a very very very very nice poem, seriously. Tells a story. I like this poem. Heheh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER!&lt;br /&gt;I WILL SCREAM IT FROM THE MOUNTAINS IF I HAVE TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;with all my heart can handle and then some. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5576097044621633103?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5576097044621633103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5576097044621633103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5576097044621633103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5576097044621633103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2010/05/tonight.html' title='Tonight.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-782713880025862176</id><published>2009-12-24T13:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T13:05:53.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>A B B C C D E.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i'm no genius. Most of my brain is in common sense and used for more.. entertaining lessons in life anyway.&lt;br /&gt;I know alot of you whom are sad and all, cause you didn't live up to your own expectations, or those of your parents. Take a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;chill&lt;/span&gt; pill and live your life, no use crying over something so trivial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with my results, some of you may be like ' &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAHAHAH IDIOT!&lt;/span&gt; ' .. ' &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WTF? WHATS HIS PROBLEM, SUCH BAD RESULTS&lt;/span&gt; '.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking into consideration,&lt;br /&gt;That I slept through the year, or was too pissed to do anything, thats pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how I see the glass &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;half full&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;The world could use more people like me =P&lt;br /&gt;thats basically it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone, may all your wishes and kisses come true!,&lt;br /&gt;Kie ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-782713880025862176?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/782713880025862176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3575575998631187276</id><published>2009-11-27T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T10:44:00.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake that ass</title><content type='html'>Title : Shake that ass&lt;br /&gt;Artist : Eminem FEAT Nate Dogg&lt;br /&gt;(I have no rights to this song, whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;Before you scroll down, be aware of vulgarities that might not be appropiate for immature people, and minors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;Whoooo Shady,&lt;br /&gt;Aftermath&lt;br /&gt;Look at that bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem &amp;amp; Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;There she goes shakin' that ass on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Bumpin' and grindin' that pole&lt;br /&gt;The way she's grindin' that pole I think I'm losin' control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;Get buzzed, get drunk, get crunk, get fuuucked up&lt;br /&gt;Hit the strip club, don't forget once, get your dick rubbed&lt;br /&gt;Get fucked, get sucked, get wasted, shit faceded,pasted, plastered, puke drink up get a new drink&lt;br /&gt;Hit the bathroom sink throw up, wipe your shoe clean got a routine goin'&lt;br /&gt;Still got a few chunks on them shoe strings shoin'&lt;br /&gt;I was dehydrated till the beat vibrated&lt;br /&gt;I was revived as soon as this bitch is giyrated&lt;br /&gt;Them hips and lickin' lips and that was itI had to get&lt;br /&gt;Nate Dogg here to sing some shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;2 to the 1 from the 1 to the 3&lt;br /&gt;I like good p***y and I like good trees&lt;br /&gt;Smoke so much weed you wouldn't believe&lt;br /&gt;And I get more ass than a toilet seat&lt;br /&gt;3 to the 1 from the 1 to the 3&lt;br /&gt;I met a bad bitch last night at the D&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you how I made her leave with me&lt;br /&gt;Conversation and hennessy&lt;br /&gt;I've been to the muthafuckin mountain top&lt;br /&gt;Heard muthafuckers talk seen em' drop&lt;br /&gt;If I ain't got a weapon I'ma pick up a rock&lt;br /&gt;And when I bust your ass I'm gon continue to rock&lt;br /&gt;Getcha ass off the wall with your two left feet&lt;br /&gt;It's real easy just follow the beat&lt;br /&gt;Don't let that fine girl pass you by&lt;br /&gt;Look real close cause strobe lights lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were bout to have a party, turn the music up&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started, go ahead shake ya butt&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl with a body and sexy strut&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up&lt;br /&gt;Some girls they act retarded, some girls about it bout it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck I say&lt;br /&gt;everyday she be givin' it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;C'mon girl shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Awww girl shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;C'mon girl shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;I'm a menace, a dentist, an oral hygienist&lt;br /&gt;Open your mouth for about four or five minutes&lt;br /&gt;Take a little bit of this flouride rininse&lt;br /&gt;Swish but don't spit it, swallow and i'll finish, Yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nate D-O-Double G lookin for a couple bitches&lt;br /&gt;With some Double D's pop a little champagne and a couple E's&lt;br /&gt;Slip it in her bubbly, wheee fittin ta have a party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;Were gonna have a party, turn the music up&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started, go ahead shake ya butt&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl I can fuck in my Hummer truck&lt;br /&gt;Apple bottom jeans and a big ol slut&lt;br /&gt;Some girls they act retarded, some girls are bout it bout it&lt;br /&gt;I want a bitch that sit at the crib with no panties on&lt;br /&gt;Knows that she can but she won't say no&lt;br /&gt;Now look at this lady all in front of me, sexy as can be&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I want a SLUT, would you be mine?&lt;br /&gt;I Heard you was freaky from a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem &amp;amp; Nate Dogg]&lt;br /&gt;Now I hope you don't get mad at me&lt;br /&gt;But I told Nate you was a freak&lt;br /&gt;He said he wants a slut, hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;I told him how you like it from behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;Shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;C'mon girl shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;Awww girl shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;C'mon girl shake that ass for me, shake that ass for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were bout have a party, turn the music up&lt;br /&gt;Let's get it started, go ahead shake ya butt&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl with a body and sexy strut&lt;br /&gt;Wanna get it poppin' baby step right up&lt;br /&gt;Some girls act retarded, some girls are bout it bout it&lt;br /&gt;I'm lookin for a girl that will do whatever the fuck&lt;br /&gt;I say everyday she be givin' it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Eminem]&lt;br /&gt;There she goes shakin' that ass on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Bumpin' and grindin' that pole&lt;br /&gt;The way she's grindin' that poleI think I'm losin' control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking love this song. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3575575998631187276?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3575575998631187276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3575575998631187276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3575575998631187276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3575575998631187276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/11/shake-that-ass.html' title='Shake that ass'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7083567711925418691</id><published>2009-11-02T00:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:54:31.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're On the Frontline</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7083567711925418691?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7083567711925418691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7083567711925418691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7083567711925418691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7083567711925418691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/11/were-on-frontline.html' title='We&apos;re On the Frontline'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-9204476756221955068</id><published>2009-10-16T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:16:54.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>apparantly, no one gives an actual crap anymore..&lt;br /&gt;basically, fuck the world cos no one seems to care.&lt;br /&gt;okay, not no one, this particular someone.. or rather, someones..&lt;br /&gt;its irritating, when they act like they do, but secretly don't.&lt;br /&gt;And just act like they do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a teen, i have insecurities, -I- in particular like being told what I did wrong, or how I did it wrong so I can work on it and make myself better..&lt;br /&gt;but NOOOO.. some people are so obnoxious and ignorant, they dont notice other people's flaws, and expect me to be the perfect guy for anything they wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't give a crap, stop talking to me, thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-9204476756221955068?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9204476756221955068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=9204476756221955068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/9204476756221955068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/9204476756221955068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4014703244149832589</id><published>2009-10-06T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:40:38.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yeahh...</title><content type='html'>Is it my fault, that people change..&lt;br /&gt;Is it my fault, that people don't want me, or stop talking to me cos of other people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not my fault that I change too..&lt;br /&gt;you can say what you want, its not gonna do any good.&lt;br /&gt;Cos honestly, i dont give a crap. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, would you rather me killing myself over that 1 girl i'll never get,&lt;br /&gt;or move on, be happier, finding others that would want me the same way..&lt;br /&gt;Don't complain if im a bitch to you, its just the way I am, a true friend would adapt and not give a crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMR is tommorow, everyone is stressed for me, its irritating me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4014703244149832589?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4014703244149832589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4014703244149832589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4014703244149832589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4014703244149832589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/10/yeahh.html' title='yeahh...'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3126084991026999097</id><published>2009-09-11T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T03:48:02.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well..</title><content type='html'>Your a traitor, don't you see,&lt;br /&gt;your a traitor, don't blame me,&lt;br /&gt;Only traitors try and deceive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was your friend, wasn't it obvious?&lt;br /&gt;Your a traitor, your oblivious,&lt;br /&gt;if you were a friend, it would have been obvious,&lt;br /&gt;To not fuck around with my options.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your a demon, the devils own.&lt;br /&gt;You have no conscience, no principles of your own,&lt;br /&gt;Choose bro's before ho's, cos ho's last only so long.&lt;br /&gt;and you'll end up alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Its not good, i admit, but &lt;strong&gt;i dont give a fuck&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fucking world, everything is pissing me off, and everyone is adding to it, dont ask me fucking why, i'll talk to you, if i want too, if you talk to me and i dont respond, dont take it seriously, im just having a bad fucking month.&lt;br /&gt;Especially &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;! you skinny, airbrained fucktard.&lt;br /&gt;Ever heard the expression ' &lt;strong&gt;bro's before ho's&lt;/strong&gt; '?&lt;br /&gt;You have no principles, i swear! IDK what kind parents could raise such an assfuck as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - everyone's getting laid, WHY AREN'T I? D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3126084991026999097?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3126084991026999097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3126084991026999097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3126084991026999097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3126084991026999097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/09/well.html' title='well..'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1805217435185564438</id><published>2009-08-25T10:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T10:20:56.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>its 1.18am.. and im bored, without anything to do..&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fucked up boring.. without nothing to do.. :(&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to mess around with.. or to message alot LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats all im gonna write, cos idk what to write about.. or how to put it in words. LOL&lt;br /&gt;basically, holidays have been okay, I spent like 6hours with Sean at gurney, rolling around in a trolley, saying hello to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Then, been drinking like everynight.. IM STILL SOBER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. thats about it really.. im really boring. hahaa&lt;br /&gt;Someone take me out la.. entertain me =P, then maybe i'll have something to write about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Kie..&lt;br /&gt;'' Just take your clothes off and get on your knees. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1805217435185564438?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1805217435185564438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1805217435185564438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1805217435185564438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1805217435185564438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-600306670453699768</id><published>2009-07-17T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:08:36.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont like you.</title><content type='html'>I dont like you, period.&lt;br /&gt;Who? Mus of course.&lt;br /&gt;IDK why, but lately , your attitude, and everything else has just become worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got my limits of patience and understanding towards people.&lt;br /&gt;and you just passed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, im not hiding anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mus, i dont like you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Kie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS ; i hope we can still be friends? hahahahahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-600306670453699768?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/600306670453699768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=600306670453699768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/600306670453699768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/600306670453699768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dont-like-you.html' title='i dont like you.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8458128205744474620</id><published>2009-07-10T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:44:36.237-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='world'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='porn'/><title type='text'>The world.</title><content type='html'>Its amazing, how some people can change in an instant,&lt;br /&gt;its an obvious thing and im sure alot of my friends know what I mean when I say that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It usually never pisses me off, but when something happens between a friend and another,&lt;br /&gt;and it has nothing to do with me, or anything I possibly did.&lt;br /&gt;AND i end up being ignored, and shunned, by the certain person for no apparant reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really pisses me off,&lt;br /&gt;Ive acctually started to hate the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something i had to tell whoever might read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till when'ver,&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s ; I feel like making this blog a porno one (LOL)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8458128205744474620?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8458128205744474620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8458128205744474620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8458128205744474620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8458128205744474620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/07/world.html' title='The world.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4352831925017926630</id><published>2009-06-24T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T13:52:57.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry?'/><title type='text'>Wee?</title><content type='html'>Hello fellow readers, and people who have stopped reading &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( o.o tho that would mean that you wouldnt be reading this and i wouldnt have to say hello ).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse that, xD my mind goes into hyperdrive non sense-ness after 1:30 hahah&lt;br /&gt;Its 4:30A.M and im not asleep.. why? cause weng doesnt want to go to school tommorow, which means for the convinience of my mother, and so I can rest cause im not feeling TOO well. I decided to go along with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating,&lt;br /&gt;I cereally had nothing to write about nor the time to write about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been pretty much the same,&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i irritate my myself, and yeah..&lt;br /&gt;Had a falling out with &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Weng&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; Mus&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; Brendon&lt;/span&gt; a few weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats all settled now, and everythings back to normal, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with weng that is&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havent gotten into any trouble with discipline this year yet, amazingly.&lt;br /&gt;Other than for my stupid oral english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sej and geo folio are done, now I just have to pass it up LOL. xD&lt;br /&gt;OHH i started english tuition. fucking love it &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i dont need english tui, but still, whats the harm of entertaining ku mia kawan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick now, btw.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid throat, and eye and OHH MY EYE!&lt;br /&gt;I had an eye infection, from wearing contacts LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the day i went for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Bro. Paul's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Farewell concert/tribute/thingehmabob.&lt;br /&gt;I put on my contact, on my right eye, the infection was/is only there.&lt;br /&gt;Came home, at about 2, from CC and Dinner with bro and all.&lt;br /&gt;And spent 3 hours, trying to get it out, when it had come out after the 2 or 3rd try?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yeah thats how it developed I guess.&lt;br /&gt;The next day i went to doctor, in adventist hosp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dr. Kumar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; his name was, fucking ganas mia orang.&lt;br /&gt;with no numbing meds or anything, he opens my eyelids, and starts probing my eye with a fucking cotton bud, and expects me not to move or blink, when hes practically stabbing me in my already burning eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;He ended up giving my eyedrops, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(duh)&lt;/span&gt; with a kind of steroid in them.&lt;br /&gt;and everytime I use them, a few mins later, I become high LOL.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, school is.. well no complains la, Im okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did I miss anything? I cant remember, I forgot what I was writing about LOL. =P&lt;br /&gt;anyway, off to bed! Have fun in school all of you! Think of KieKie while you study, and remember that hes probbably in bed, sleeping, dreaming of a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; " why do birds, suddenly appear, everytime, you are near, just like me, they long to be, close to you~ ''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4352831925017926630?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4352831925017926630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4352831925017926630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4352831925017926630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4352831925017926630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/06/wee.html' title='Wee?'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-404465953936956809</id><published>2009-05-12T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T03:30:09.599-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports day'/><title type='text'>Sports Day '09</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglPnSfKWjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tFkLXCGX_sU/s1600-h/Picture+172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334882769993095730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglPnSfKWjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tFkLXCGX_sU/s320/Picture+172.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglPnGXVJ-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/E4G9ilzwThQ/s1600-h/Picture+170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334882766739023842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglPnGXVJ-I/AAAAAAAAAIY/E4G9ilzwThQ/s320/Picture+170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglONo2_34I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tNuvBuuZwFo/s1600-h/Picture+169.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334881229810425730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglONo2_34I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/tNuvBuuZwFo/s320/Picture+169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglONZ0BfUI/AAAAAAAAAII/bxRiLTo3JQk/s1600-h/Picture+167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334881225771416898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglONZ0BfUI/AAAAAAAAAII/bxRiLTo3JQk/s320/Picture+167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; From top left : Me, Ari Putra&lt;br /&gt;From bottom Left : Eric Sanjay, Kwok Weng, Brendon&lt;br /&gt;We look blur as hell LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334881215101473730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglOMyEHE8I/AAAAAAAAAH4/t9TjISx7BIM/s320/Picture+165.jpg" /&gt;The Stadium at 8smtg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334881210939592210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglOMij1zhI/AAAAAAAAAHw/mu1aPyKh-4g/s320/Picture+164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The stadium at about 7. am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-404465953936956809?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/404465953936956809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=404465953936956809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/404465953936956809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/404465953936956809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/05/sports-day-09.html' title='Sports Day &apos;09'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SglPnSfKWjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/tFkLXCGX_sU/s72-c/Picture+172.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4040079595456002200</id><published>2009-03-30T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T04:23:20.787-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a kiss'/><title type='text'>A Kiss</title><content type='html'>A piece of poetry I found somewhere on Facebook. I enjoyed reading it, hope you do too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A KISS&lt;br /&gt;“What wouldst thou give”, the bard did quip,&lt;br /&gt;“To savor yonder lady’s lips?&lt;br /&gt;Wouldst thou give all, ‘til thou hadst none,&lt;br /&gt;To join with hers, your lips, as one?”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Wouldst thou pay much”, he asked again,&lt;br /&gt;“To know that she forsook all men&lt;br /&gt;To thou to always loyal be&lt;br /&gt;And share her kiss eternally?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Willing to die?”, he did pressed on,&lt;br /&gt;“To hear just once her lovers song,&lt;br /&gt;Breathed out by sigh upon your lips?&lt;br /&gt;Soft verses from her mouth do slip.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Mine kingdom then!” Oh laugh, thou bard.&lt;br /&gt;“To answer you ‘tis not so hard.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldst give all I’ve in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldst forsake then, all my land.&lt;br /&gt;The gold in yonder castle’s keep;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine treasures stored on high or deep.&lt;br /&gt;They matter not to me a whit&lt;br /&gt;If I should live without that kiss&lt;br /&gt;From her to whom mine heart doth pull.&lt;br /&gt;Those lips so fragrant, soft and full&lt;br /&gt;Are worth more than I’ll ever miss.&lt;br /&gt;I would give all for one sweet kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David E. Dunham, March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to that man right there.&lt;br /&gt;Mr David, if you ever read This, Thanks for writing that. It was enjoyable to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not updating, though I haven't been getting much complaints.&lt;br /&gt;Been very busy, infact im almost falling asleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update as much as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Been going to church and what not, so my life has been pretty much the same, with a few smiley changes ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday is my 100m sukan try out. (T___T)&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna run my balls off, I just hope I don't get a hernia or something. hahaha. *touchwood*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, wish me luck! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Kie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s : I hope you all are doing good (:&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S : Blogger has also been hating me, with the stupid spacing. so from now on, my posts will be colourless? sorry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4040079595456002200?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4040079595456002200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4040079595456002200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4040079595456002200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4040079595456002200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/kiss.html' title='A Kiss'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-331641804336934181</id><published>2009-03-11T03:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:23:19.573-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wooo'/><title type='text'>WOOO!</title><content type='html'>YESSS!! MY EXAMS ARE OVER!!@!#@!@#!@#!@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREEDOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL WONDERFUL FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OMG!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the people who have exams AFTER the holidays, GOOD LUCK! IM FREE!@!@ =DDD&lt;br /&gt;woooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-331641804336934181?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/331641804336934181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=331641804336934181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/331641804336934181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/331641804336934181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/03/wooo.html' title='WOOO!'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4688156598975174338</id><published>2009-02-26T02:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T03:07:57.235-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deaddd'/><title type='text'>Dead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;.________________. my blog is so dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I decided to update after like.. forever. lololol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So yeah, school has been fun, irritating and boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Had an argument with some gay bitch in my class about masturbation. Long story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Teacher started Chapter 4 dy for Science, (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; i know enough la =P&lt;/span&gt;), thank god my teacher is hot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ANYWAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I just had to explain something to Tash, that she didn't want explained. o.O?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yeah.. i'm still weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, thats just my short post. I have been having sports/tuition non-stop and my stupid fucking sejarah folio, and oral test. .____________.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm gonna be too busy to blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;So,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Ki3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4688156598975174338?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4688156598975174338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4688156598975174338' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4688156598975174338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4688156598975174338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/dead.html' title='Dead.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8059961661234869828</id><published>2009-02-03T00:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T01:23:16.824-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song dedication'/><title type='text'>Ain't Nothing</title><content type='html'>Song dedication~ after god knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;haha, its &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt; oldie, meaningful song if you know the meaning, kinda..&lt;br /&gt;Seriously go listen to it when you have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artist&lt;/strong&gt; :&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Men at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Title&lt;/strong&gt; : &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Last night I had the strangest dream,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I sailed away to China in a little rowboat to find ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And you said you had to get your laundry cleaned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Didn't want no one to hold you, what does that mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And you said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody's gonna slow me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm running and I won't touch ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You're on the road and now you pray you'll last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The road behind you was rocky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;But now you're feeling cocky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;You look at me and you see your past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Is that the reason why you're running so fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And she said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody's gonna slow me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm running and I won't touch ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Never let another girl like you, whip me over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Never let another girl like you, drag me under&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If I meet another girl like you, I will tell her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Never want another girl like you, have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody's gonna slow me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm running and I won't touch ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody's gonna slow me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm running and I won't touch ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Nobody's gonna slow me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Ain't nothing gonna break my stride&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm running and I won't touch ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Oh no, I've got to keep on moving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------Yup, thats it------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its an oldie.. Just re-read the lyris carefully if you want to get the meaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8059961661234869828?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8059961661234869828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8059961661234869828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8059961661234869828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8059961661234869828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/02/aint-nothing.html' title='Ain&apos;t Nothing'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-6446339143426159447</id><published>2009-01-30T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T07:12:57.448-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Holidays are boring, &gt;&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've been stuck at home the whole week, execpt for Wednesday, when I went out to see Inkheart with cousins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; Thursday when I went out to QB with mum and kwok weng. (can't get enough of chewykwokywengy)xDDDDD~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, on the second day of my bad feng shui year. I fell down, and injured my whole left side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, im bored. and my blog is dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm watching Pirates of the Carribean : Curse of the black pearl, on TV 3. D: yes i am that bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AND! I noticed I put on some weight &gt;&lt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though my cousins say I look buffer. blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Boris is over, messing with my iTouch. heeheeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and finally, i'm making stupid jokes with chris. xDD *hugs him*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, Im bored now, and I doubt i'll be blogging alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just don't have the will. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, i'll see ya when I see ya. Keep the drama at a low :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-6446339143426159447?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6446339143426159447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=6446339143426159447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6446339143426159447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6446339143426159447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/holidays.html' title='Holidays'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-809294857146024390</id><published>2009-01-17T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:47:07.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push</title><content type='html'>1.Put your iTunes/Napster/Zune Player/WinAmp/etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2.For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;3.YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;4.Tag 10 or more friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If someone says ' Is this okay? ' you say : &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pretty women - Sweeney todd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you like in a guy or girl ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Swing - Savage feat Soulja Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you feel today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Riot - Three days grace&lt;/span&gt;(LETS START A RIOTT!@!##@!@#!@!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your life's purpose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Walking on the sun - Smashmouth&lt;/span&gt; (LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your motto?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;No woman No cry - Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt; (why laaaaa XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your friends think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Take a bow -  Rihanna&lt;/span&gt; ( o.O")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of your parents?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If it kills me - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think about very often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All star - Smashmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is 2+2?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We taking over - DJ Khaled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of your best friend?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The phantom of the opera - Phantom of the opera soundtrack&lt;/span&gt; (xD i think the phantom's awesome)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of the person you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Solitude - Billie Holiday&lt;/span&gt; ( a wha.. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your life's story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sitting, waiting, wishing - Jack johnson&lt;/span&gt; ( very.. true )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Children(Dreams version) - Robert miles&lt;/span&gt; ( me with children ahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think when you see the person you like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angel of music - Phantom of the opera&lt;/span&gt; [ (: ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do your parents think of you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here comes the sun - The beatles.&lt;/span&gt; ( xDDDDDDDD No idea what this means )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you dance at to your wedding?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The man who can't be moved - The script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will they play at your funeral?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Lets dance - Miley cyrus&lt;/span&gt; ( LOL xD they'll all be happy? DONT JUDGE ME! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is your hobby/interest?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Magic Stick - 50cent&lt;/span&gt; (ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think of your friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whole lotta love - Led zepplin&lt;/span&gt;( &lt;3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whats the worst thing that could happen?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In the Ayer - Flo rida feat will.i.am&lt;/span&gt; ( a party o.O? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How will you die?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Please don't talk about me when im gone - Billie Holiday&lt;/span&gt; ( LOL , irony )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What is the one thing you regret?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Greenlight - John legend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Life is a road - Anastasia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What makes you cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Kiss - Nicole Kidman feat Hugh Jackman ( Happy feet )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will you ever get married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank you - Chronic Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What scares you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Raindrops keep falling on my head - BJ thomas&lt;/span&gt; ( im scared to get my waterproof hair wet? O: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Does anyone like you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Whats it feel like to be a ghost? - Taking back Sunday&lt;/span&gt; ( xD im a ghost! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If you could go back in time, what would you change?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The sweetest girl - wyclef jean feat lil wayne &amp;amp; Akon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What hurts the most right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Miss murder - AFI&lt;/span&gt; ( heh )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What will you post this as?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Push - Enrique Iglesias feat lil wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag anyone who reads this! HAH! xDD, nah im jk, anyone who wants to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till when'ver,&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-809294857146024390?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/809294857146024390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=809294857146024390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/809294857146024390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/809294857146024390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/push.html' title='Push'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8888454180850457113</id><published>2009-01-08T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T05:34:20.437-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Our love.'/><title type='text'>Our Love</title><content type='html'>Artist :- &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Bee gees&lt;/span&gt; (don't laugh)&lt;br /&gt;Song :- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Our love&lt;/span&gt;(don't throw it all away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(our Love) Don't Throw It All Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maybe I don't wanna know the reason why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But lately you don't talk to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Darling I can't see me in your eyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I hold you near but you're so far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And it's losing you I can't believe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;To watch you leave and let this feeling die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You alone are the living thing that keeps me alive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And tomorrow if I'm here without your love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You know I can't survive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Only my love can raise you high above it all &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love , our love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(break)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; We can take the darkness and make if full of light &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But let your love flow back to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How can you leave and let this feeling die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This happy room will be a lonely place when you are gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I won't even have your shoulders for the crying on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No other women's love could be as true , I'm begging you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We changed the world we made it ours to hold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But dreams are made for those who really try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This losing you is real &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I still feel you here inside &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Don't throw it all away , our love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;(repeat last verse at least twice more and fade out)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This song is basically whats been going through my mind. I can't be bothered going to find an explantion for the song, it seem clear enough to me, and im an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8888454180850457113?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8888454180850457113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8888454180850457113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8888454180850457113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8888454180850457113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-love.html' title='Our Love'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8929888260876274678</id><published>2008-12-31T08:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:41:54.724-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Happy new year.'/><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope we don't die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PMR and what not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This year has been a roller coaster, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I became closer to ALOT of people,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and there are alot of new things i've done this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But to those who know, and does who listened, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;to does who care, and does who love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thank You, for making my 2008, really..really.. worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The people I would like to thank and send a big great hug of love too :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kwok Weng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the smiles. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; for being an all round awesome friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tash&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the teasing that makes me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for the listening and laughs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kwok Weng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for being my phundek. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;__________________________________________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Christmas was awesome, and so was eve. I got an iTouch for christmas from dad, and Sony Ericsson Cyber-Shot , the touchscreen 10.1MP&lt;/span&gt; camera, from mum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and a super nice jersey from Sean, i feel bad not giving anyone anything special &gt;&lt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tasha still owes me my christmas present :P and birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday was mildy awesome, could have been better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285994634955588194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SVugHTUmAmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/DtP_imT9EeI/s400/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                             Kwok Weng's christmas present shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285994656159377218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SVugIiT-J0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/s0ww4oZ2LuA/s400/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me being vain for once in my life lol. I have another version, but thats reserved. :P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285994646153801666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SVugH9CdL8I/AAAAAAAAAG8/GIxxXx5uu1U/s400/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me and Kwok Weng, i look stoned, but yeah. SHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8929888260876274678?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8929888260876274678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8929888260876274678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8929888260876274678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8929888260876274678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SVugHTUmAmI/AAAAAAAAAG0/DtP_imT9EeI/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5089586626449299221</id><published>2008-12-18T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:59:50.690-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='done.'/><title type='text'>Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Only cause Tasha wants me to update, so I shall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WEEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is getting boring, why la tash make me update. uhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okay okay. I KNOW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The hols are moving very slowly right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..(i typed holes at first LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And Christmas draws closer, I have still not bought a present for anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO! if you want anything, tell me, and don't say ' anything laa ' or ' i don't want anythingg lahhhhh ' *coughlyncough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and yeah, i'll see what I can do, NO PROMISES. i'll just see what I can do kay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to gurney today, with mus and kwok weng. Left at 12:40 for the bus stop, cause we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;were depending on rapid to be there at 12:50, but nooooo.. it was late, and we ended up on the KGN HIN bus, where this dude was standing behind me, and I could feel his balls *shudders*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BADDDDDD experience. So we got there, just in the nick of time to buy drinks and the movie tickets. For ' Yes Man' , awesome show, i may acctually do what he does, say yes to everything and never let an oppurtunity down. oo.. I may get lucky ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we went and watched The Day The Earth Stood Still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another awesome show, tells us about how badly we are destroying the earth, good movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then we ronda everywhere, i have a video i wanna show you people, but yeah.. anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a good time with lifeeee! &gt;D don't ask.. im hyper and not making sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tash - Why la, make me update, see now people gonna die of irritation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sean - Phundek, tell me when your coming over. xD i miss you man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jo - You can change all those things xDD~ even the sports!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lyn - Keep it up woman, at this rate, GODCHILDREN! WOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tara -XD go to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenver, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5089586626449299221?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5089586626449299221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5089586626449299221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5089586626449299221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5089586626449299221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/post.html' title='Post.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5670719916699197632</id><published>2008-12-18T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T07:15:26.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>I was tagged by &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six people I tagg :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No One&lt;br /&gt;Cause&lt;br /&gt;I have&lt;br /&gt;No one&lt;br /&gt;To&lt;br /&gt;Tagg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six things I'm passionate about :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Computer&lt;br /&gt;2.Football&lt;br /&gt;3.Music&lt;br /&gt;4.Friends&lt;br /&gt;5.Love.&lt;br /&gt;6.Whatever my mind is set on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six things I saw too often :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.lol&lt;br /&gt;2.ahah..&lt;br /&gt;3.heh&lt;br /&gt;4.really&lt;br /&gt;5.well&lt;br /&gt;6.tbh ( too be honest )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six books i have been reading lately :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.-&lt;br /&gt;2.--&lt;br /&gt;3.---&lt;br /&gt;4.----&lt;br /&gt;5.-----&lt;br /&gt;6.------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six songs I listen too, over and over again :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Runaway - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;2.Rudolph Red - Dragon Red&lt;br /&gt;3.Whats it feel like to be a ghost? - Taking back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;4.I hear voices - Rev theory&lt;br /&gt;5.Stupid Cupid - Mandy Moore&lt;br /&gt;6.Reload - Rob Zombie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Six things you've learnt in the past :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stick with your decisions. It'll pay off.&lt;br /&gt;If someone questions your manhood, prove it to them, but have an excuse ready when you get caught.&lt;br /&gt;Never hold on too long, after your told to not hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let things hold you down. ( for too long )&lt;br /&gt;Im the affair guy! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fuck im bored and hungry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5670719916699197632?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5670719916699197632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5670719916699197632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5670719916699197632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5670719916699197632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4533298617382920280</id><published>2008-12-11T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:24:55.986-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Voices'/><title type='text'>I hear Voices.</title><content type='html'>Possibly, one of my all time favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist : Rev Theory (wooooo!)&lt;br /&gt;Song : I hear voices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;I hear voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;They council me&lt;br /&gt;They understand&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;You have your rules and your religion&lt;br /&gt;All designed to keep you safe&lt;br /&gt;But when rules are getting broken&lt;br /&gt;You start questioning your faith&lt;br /&gt;I have a voice and it's my savior&lt;br /&gt;Hates to love and loves to hate&lt;br /&gt;I have a voice that has the knowledge and the power to rule your fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2nd Bridge]&lt;br /&gt;I hear voices cryin'&lt;br /&gt;I see heroes dyin'&lt;br /&gt;I taste blood that's dryin'&lt;br /&gt;I feel tension risin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;They council me&lt;br /&gt;They understand&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They tell me things&lt;br /&gt;They show me things I'll do to you&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me (They talk to me)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have your rules and your religion&lt;br /&gt;All designed to keep you safe&lt;br /&gt;But when rules are getting broken&lt;br /&gt;You start questioning your faith&lt;br /&gt;I have a voice and it's my savior&lt;br /&gt;Hates to love and loves to hate&lt;br /&gt;I have a voice that has the knowledge and the power to rule your fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear voices cryin'&lt;br /&gt;I see heroes dyin'&lt;br /&gt;I taste blood that's dryin'&lt;br /&gt;I feel tention risin'&lt;br /&gt;I hear voices in my head&lt;br /&gt;They council me&lt;br /&gt;They understand&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me&lt;br /&gt;They tell me things&lt;br /&gt;They show me things I'll do to you&lt;br /&gt;They talk to me (They talk to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This song is dedicated to no one.&lt;br /&gt;- Credits to &lt;a href="http://www.6lyrics.com/"&gt;www.6lyrics.com&lt;/a&gt; and Rev Theory&lt;br /&gt;- This is the official entrance track for Randy Orton&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go give it a listen if your bored. Cya ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever,&lt;br /&gt;Kie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4533298617382920280?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4533298617382920280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4533298617382920280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4533298617382920280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4533298617382920280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-hear-voices.html' title='I hear Voices.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3171702445148078012</id><published>2008-12-07T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:17:10.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To kinda hate my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two of the most important people in my life, are down for reasons I doubt I am allowed to express here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My mother is all of a sudden going down my neck for every little thing that goes wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have no idea how to help those people even though they will probbally say don't help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But, Idc abt those,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All i wanna do now, is figure out a way, or at least start praying like hell for those two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause, if there is one thing in this world I cannot stand, is when people i love are.. well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you know la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gah, i miss my innocent days. Running around without a care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Doing death defying shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't give advice, for things I have done myself, but for stuff I have not. I just somehow get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bleh, but who cares anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going for tasha's bbq later.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got tuition now, byeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenever, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S : How's everyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3171702445148078012?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3171702445148078012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3171702445148078012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3171702445148078012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3171702445148078012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-beginning.html' title='Im beginning'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3143270857004200363</id><published>2008-12-05T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:53:03.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fucking shit. My brother is being a bitch. Throwing his delusional power around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Day has been fucked up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I swear smtg even more fucked up is gonna happen to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fuck the world right now. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3143270857004200363?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3143270857004200363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3143270857004200363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3143270857004200363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3143270857004200363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/12/ugh.html' title='Ugh.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7096518950099223479</id><published>2008-11-23T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:19:07.819-08:00</updated><title type='text'>update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wee, so far, i've been busy kinda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Monday - Today, i've been out, drinking, making friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I got something off my chest that is probbally gonna change my life for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been out alot, with Sean, Kwok Weng, Danial Mus, and Boris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Drinking at sunset 4 times a week. getting high and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love getting high, cause I get shit off my chest that i've always been wanting to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;anyway, friends want me to go play cho tai tee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7096518950099223479?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7096518950099223479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7096518950099223479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7096518950099223479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7096518950099223479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/update_23.html' title='update.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4978079177824875639</id><published>2008-11-16T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:38:07.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tagged by Joannie.&lt;br /&gt;New kind of tagg,&lt;br /&gt;Btw &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, its a tag xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear &lt;strong&gt;tash,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I dislike you&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;I think I realized it &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;when I changed tennis shoes under a state of trance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and I saw you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;sit on an avacado plant&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;im sure your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;emotional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;enough to understand &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;that santa doesn't exist&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;I'll return &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;your ring&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to you, but i'll keep &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;your collection of butterflies&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;as a memory. You should also know&lt;br /&gt;that I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;told in my confession today about a new life as a clone. Greetings to your freaky family&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves;&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;br /&gt;p/s: You are so lifeless, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Tiny nipples&lt;/span&gt;, Joannie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How you do the letter meme :&lt;br /&gt;Dear (the last person who left a comment on your blog).I don't really know how to tell you this, but ___1___.I think I realized it when ___2______3___ and I saw you ___4___ ___5___. I'm sure you're ___6___ enough to understand ___7___. I'm returning ___8___ to you, but I'll keep ___9___ as a memory. You should also know that I ___10___ ___11___.___12___.&lt;br /&gt;Loves;&lt;br /&gt;-Your name-&lt;br /&gt;P/S: You are so lifeless, ___13___, -The name of the person that tagged you-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I'll join the monastery&lt;br /&gt;Black - I dislike you&lt;br /&gt;Green - Our horoscope doesn't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a pervert&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - You're a loser&lt;br /&gt;Other - I'm in love with your sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night&lt;br /&gt;February - Last year&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on sesame seeds&lt;br /&gt;May - First of May&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July - When I threw up&lt;br /&gt;August - When I saw the shrunken head&lt;br /&gt;September - When we skinny dipped&lt;br /&gt;October - When I quoted Santa&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog ran amok&lt;br /&gt;December - When I changed tennis shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - In your apartment&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - In your camping car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad - As you ate enchilada&lt;br /&gt;Chicken - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Paris Hilton&lt;br /&gt;Fish - In women's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Hare Krishna graduation&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a state of trance&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - With George Bush and his wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Red - Insult&lt;br /&gt;Black - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Put leeches on&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the toupee off&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My best friend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Bill Clinton&lt;br /&gt;Brown - My fart balloon&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My mustard soufflé&lt;br /&gt;Red - Donald Duck&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My avocado plant&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My penpal in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Kid Rock-collection&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Manchester United's goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;None - My John F. Kennedy-statue&lt;br /&gt;Other - The crazy monk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs - ManO.C. - Emotional&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - OpenHeroes - Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - ScarredSimpsons - Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Mongolic&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;None of the above - Ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful I've felt&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your pimples are at the last stage&lt;br /&gt;Depressed - That we're cousins&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That there is no solution to this&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Honda sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That I did a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That I'm allergic to your hamster&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That I get turned on by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Overjoyous - That I'm open&lt;br /&gt;Other - That Extreme Home Makeover sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - Your ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters&lt;br /&gt;Red - Your Darth Vader&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your tame stone&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - The pictures from LA&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your contact book&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy-bibs&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old lottery coupons&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your memories from the military service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Your photo&lt;br /&gt;C/D - The oil stocks&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbour Martin&lt;br /&gt;G/H - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;I/J - The results of your blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your suicide note&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X - David's tricot outfits&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your grades from college&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Always will remember&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Never will forget&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Always wanted to break&lt;br /&gt;G/H - Never openly mocked&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Always have felt dirty before&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Will tell the authorities about&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Was interviewed by the Times about&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Told my psychiatrist about&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Always will try to forget&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Am better off without&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Never liked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Water- Our friendship&lt;br /&gt;Beer - Senility&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink - A new life as a clone&lt;br /&gt;Soda - The incarnation as an eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building&lt;br /&gt;Wine - Cocaine abuse&lt;br /&gt;Cider - A passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice - Oprah Winfrey imitations&lt;br /&gt;Mineral water - Embarrassing rash&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate - Eggplant-fetishism&lt;br /&gt;Whisky - To ruin the second world war&lt;br /&gt;Other - To hate the Boston Celtics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand - Warm regards&lt;br /&gt;USA - Best regards&lt;br /&gt;England - Good luck on your short-term leave from jail&lt;br /&gt;Spain - Go and drown yourself&lt;br /&gt;China - Disgusting regards&lt;br /&gt;Germany - With ease&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go burn&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt - Fuck off now&lt;br /&gt;France - In pain&lt;br /&gt;Other - Greetings to your freaky family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your favorite activities when hanging out with mates?&lt;br /&gt;Gathering for drinks - Ugly pig&lt;br /&gt;Foosball - Silly duck&lt;br /&gt;Shopping - French kisser&lt;br /&gt;Dulging for food - Cranky banana&lt;br /&gt;Movies - Smelly armpits&lt;br /&gt;Snacks - Horny wolf&lt;br /&gt;Snooker - Tiny nipples&lt;br /&gt;Bowling - Sexy grandmother&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor activities - Vain pot&lt;br /&gt;Having a long talk - Nose plucker&lt;br /&gt;Taking pictures - Dumb bitch&lt;br /&gt;Other - Burn yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged;&lt;br /&gt;Nyee&lt;br /&gt;Tash&lt;br /&gt;Lyn&lt;br /&gt;Niel&lt;br /&gt;Anyone&lt;br /&gt;Else&lt;br /&gt;Who&lt;br /&gt;Reads&lt;br /&gt;This.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4978079177824875639?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4978079177824875639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4978079177824875639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4978079177824875639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4978079177824875639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/tagged.html' title='Tagged'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-934214541481549840</id><published>2008-11-15T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:04:13.457-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outing'/><title type='text'>Gurney Outing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Went to gurney ystd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with &lt;strong&gt;Mus&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kwok Weng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;My Mother&lt;/span&gt; (who didn't hang out with me), and &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;My Brother&lt;/span&gt;(who also didn't hang out with me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent about.. 1hour and 15minutes  in MegaQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks to mus who paid! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;skippping forwaaaaaaard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;went to the New Wing of Gurney, I have to say, its pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tasha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt; there by accident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not MY Kevin, HERR Kevin xDDDD~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;walked around and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Eventually went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met too many fucking people at gurney lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Was a pretty good outing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I stil miss school though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-934214541481549840?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/934214541481549840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=934214541481549840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/934214541481549840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/934214541481549840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/gurney-outing.html' title='Gurney Outing.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1965644604532138586</id><published>2008-11-14T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:27:08.747-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Well.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, school has ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, i didn't want it to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah, im weird, but what can I say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year had its ups and downs.. But more ups to cover the big downs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No, i don't make sense I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im gonna miss school too be honest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Probbally one of the few who are going too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My friends, better friends, new friends, old friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Newly discovered laughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Friends made closer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've acomplished.. alot this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh* if only every year of school could be as fun as this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The current things/people im gonna miss in school are :-&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eric Vellu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Danial Haslem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Alvin Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;My Nasi Kandar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Brendon Lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Rachel Chee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Arvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. &lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kwok Weng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. Even some of the teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Making fun of teachers, copying test answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This year, I have made new brothers, and filtered out bad friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Became better academically, physically, and athletically.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I may have only gotten 3rd for inter-class. But my team made a name for themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Come to think of it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School MAY have ended this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But the fun I've had and the things i've overcomed, with the memories and joys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Will probbally stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im still gonna miss school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SXI rules, and for once i say it seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, next year will come. I guess I have some of my friends in that class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till Whenever I guess,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1965644604532138586?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1965644604532138586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1965644604532138586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1965644604532138586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1965644604532138586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/well.html' title='Well.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1541310074233661445</id><published>2008-11-09T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T07:09:05.758-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOOM'/><title type='text'>Update.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span &gt;Well, apparantly, i have taggs to do. Blehh~&lt;br /&gt;im not gonna do them for a looooooooooooooooong time. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;yesyes, im mean. xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Anyway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;wait..what was I gonna say .. o.O.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;ah bleh, i forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;for some reason im thinking about &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;tomatoes&lt;/span&gt; now o.o..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;I learnt new football/soccer tricks today. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Started out in my living room, when Mus, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;were bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;so we went on youtube, and started watching vids of soccer/football skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;we immitated. and we can do them now!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOO. ahhhhh&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; no one cares. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Speaking about soccer ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;U &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(Manchester United) lost to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Arsenal&lt;/span&gt; , 2-1  :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;-Interclass is on tuesday, &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; lent me his boots. YAY SEAN! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;We're gonna lose anyway, or get 3rd, who knows..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May go out with Lyn and Sean and whoever else, next week&lt;br /&gt;Mus, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Kwok Weng&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Boris&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; (probbally)  are gonna come sleep over on friday till god knows when.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why they love my house so fucking much lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPEAKING of not knowing, it seems alot of people have been asking me what my last post was about, language, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if you can decode it. You get to read it.&lt;br /&gt;You can continue trying, im just not gonna help :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, thats bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, for going through the torture of my random writing. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1541310074233661445?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1541310074233661445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1541310074233661445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1541310074233661445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1541310074233661445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3990731182697105156</id><published>2008-11-05T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:39:35.699-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave it be.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.ebas êcov ,meb .mébmat asuac aus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a uotnoc em êcov zevlaT . uodiuc etnemlaer ue euq sogima&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;suem so sotod redrep mi omoc son-omitneS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After writing that, I realised I put it in (slightly) the wrong words, but idc. Doubt anyones gonna be able to read it anyway. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.s lyn, I finally updated ? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3990731182697105156?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3990731182697105156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3990731182697105156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3990731182697105156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3990731182697105156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/11/leave-it-be.html' title='Leave it be.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-6140766365886219953</id><published>2008-10-20T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T07:20:52.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beggining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Artist :&lt;/span&gt; Richard Marx feat. Donna Lewis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Title :&lt;/span&gt; At the beggining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stlyrics.com/"&gt;http://www.stlyrics.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Starting out on a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Never dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What we'd have to go through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now here we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I'm suddenly standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No one told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I was going to find you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Unexpected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;What you did to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;When I lost hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You were there to remind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;This is the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love is a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there When the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there When the storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;We were strangers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;On a crazy adventure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Never dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How our dreams would come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now here we stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Unafraid of the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love is a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there When the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there When the storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I knew there was somebody somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like me alone in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Now I know my dream will live on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I've been waiting so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Nothing's gonna tear us apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I want to keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love is a river&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road Now and forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Wonderful journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there When the world stops turning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be there When the storm is through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the beginning with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road and I wanna keep going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love is a river I wanna keep going on....Starting out on a journey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Life is a road and I wanna going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Love is river I wanna keep flowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;In the end I wanna be standing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;At the beginning with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;____Description_______&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Its basically about two people who find each other, that kinda of shiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Don't ask who its dedicated too.. if you know me the way most of my friends do, you'd know.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-6140766365886219953?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6140766365886219953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=6140766365886219953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6140766365886219953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6140766365886219953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/beggining.html' title='The Beggining'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-2168650906069060023</id><published>2008-10-19T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:59:48.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>So, I was tagged by &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;. and yeah.. have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1.The last person to tag you is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edelyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Your 5 impressions of him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, easy-to-talk-too, good looking in her own way &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( though she'll deny it and call me an idiot with two exclamation marks! ( !! ) )&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; smart, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. The most memorable thing that he/she has ever done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made me somehow laugh everytime im out with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The most memorable words that he/she spoke to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If he/she becomes your lover you will....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COUGH* we're cousins though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy you will....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;IF he/she becomes your lover, he/she has to improve on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk.. go ask her ex boyfriends... OH WAIT.. xD nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If he/she becomes your enemy, its because..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she becomes a total bitch, but that'll never happen to me, we just love each other too much. yay us lyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; The most desirable thing for him/her to do is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o______O?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Overall impression towards him/her is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-T-W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;How do you think the people around you will feel about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utterly irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The character for you for yourself is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Epic Dickhead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;. On the contrary, the character you hate for yourself is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;the most ideal person you want to be is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stealth lover, and forever understanding friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;For the person who cares and likes you, say something about him/her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which way? cause if its the way im thinking, i don't think theres one. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Ten people to tag :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Tara&lt;br /&gt;2. Niel&lt;br /&gt;3. Jo&lt;br /&gt;4. Tash&lt;br /&gt;5.Joannie&lt;br /&gt;6.Zoe&lt;br /&gt;7.Nicole&lt;br /&gt;8.Anyone&lt;br /&gt;9.And whoever else&lt;br /&gt;10. Reads thiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;who is #2 having a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, as far as I know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;is #3 a male or a female?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Female ler..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;if #7 and #10 got together, would that be a good thing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number 7's already in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;how about #5 and #8?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD if number 5 got into a relationship, i'd support!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;what is #1 studying about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her PMR habis dy so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;when was the last time you had a chat with them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't keep tabs. but a few yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; is #4 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nopee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;say something about #2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes understanding and totally ownage. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;week was FOR THE WIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ITS BEEN SO FUCKING NICE AFTER MY EXAMS xD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;go me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-2168650906069060023?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2168650906069060023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=2168650906069060023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2168650906069060023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2168650906069060023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1386988495768497603</id><published>2008-10-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T22:27:21.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ev&apos;ry lil things gonna be aight'/><title type='text'>Everythings Gonna Be Alright!</title><content type='html'>I have recently, been listening to a fucklot of Bob Marley.&lt;br /&gt;No, I am NOT on weed. And this song has made me a smile alot ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Artist &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Title&lt;/span&gt; : Every little things gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rise up this mornin',&lt;br /&gt;Smiled with the risin' sun,&lt;br /&gt;Three little birds&lt;br /&gt;Pitch by my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Singin' sweet songs&lt;br /&gt;Of melodies pure and true, Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou:")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;"Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Rise up this mornin',&lt;br /&gt;Smiled with the risin' sun,&lt;br /&gt;Three little birds&lt;br /&gt;Pitch by my doorstep&lt;br /&gt;Singin' sweet songs&lt;br /&gt;Of melodies pure and true,&lt;br /&gt;Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!"&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."&lt;br /&gt;Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,'&lt;br /&gt;Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.&lt;br /&gt;"Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!&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;_________Storyline/Description________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a Bob Marley song, does it NEED a storyline? xD&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to everyone needs to relax, and is going through turmoil or stress. :)&lt;br /&gt;EVERY LIL THING, IS GONNA BE ALRIGGHT!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1386988495768497603?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1386988495768497603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1386988495768497603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1386988495768497603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1386988495768497603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/everythings-gonna-be-alright.html' title='Everythings Gonna Be Alright!'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1612103865920912408</id><published>2008-10-02T08:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T09:29:55.399-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><title type='text'>50th post.</title><content type='html'>Omg, its my 50th post already :O.. shocking weih.. *accepts prize* wee?! xD&lt;br /&gt;Been so long since i've blogged.. I've told myself to do it, but bleh, been so lazy ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Last week, the last week of school, was okay la, friday skipped school.&lt;br /&gt;(im watching superman now for some reason)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here comes my normal, postponed post about my week! :D. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(prepare to rot in your seats)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So yeah : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Was okay.. in the holiday mood, so yeah, i don't think I did my folio on &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;.. did I? o.o.. oh well. Yeah, was pretty okay. was online the whole day I think. hmm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yup, that was my boring as hell &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;, that i can barely remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Woke up early as hell. was like 7:30 or smth.. Then watched TV , ate my koko crunch, (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mwhahahah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Used teh computer and what not, I STUDIED!, went to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;set Bi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ro&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Was there for a short while, then i came back, at like 8 smtg. I watched CSI: NY, and fell asleep on the couch, at 2 something my brother woke me up and sent me to my room, apparantly. Oh and I went to uplands to watch the football match, they rock. won 3-2. against dalat. (you rock lauren!) xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Woke up at 8am, alone at home from like 10:30 - 6 smtg, at 4:30 went to the beach with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;, cause she wanted to go, for some god known reason. Then yeah, came back, ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; for dinner :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Todayyy! muahahaha.. well, i woke up at like, 8 smtg?, idk.&lt;br /&gt;But technically, since  its past 12, its technically friday, so this makes today, yesterday? ah bleh, you get me.&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nic&lt;/span&gt;, at 11 something. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;muahahahha, i dunked her! :D you rock aunty! xDD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Came back, ate lunch. then &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; came over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We jalan sini, jalan sana. went to ingams. YAY TO LYN FOR FILLING ME AND NICOLE'S DESIRES, in a non sexual way! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;She went back at 7, after we walked on the beach and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; came over at 7:30, sent him home at 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I hope he comes over later today (today is friday, technically)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;In summary..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This week was : - Good&lt;br /&gt;                             - Boring&lt;br /&gt;                             - Funny&lt;br /&gt;                             - Entertaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hope you didn't rot too much, anyway, cya! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Music : &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Taking Back Sunday&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Whats it feel like to be a ghost? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Can't get enough of that song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till Whenever,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1612103865920912408?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1612103865920912408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1612103865920912408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1612103865920912408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1612103865920912408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/10/50th-post.html' title='50th post.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8841880372670421549</id><published>2008-09-26T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:51:28.727-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged, by&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; Nicole. &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What was your dream as a kid?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've always had an interest in football(Soccer). Making me want to be like Beck&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ham&lt;/span&gt;, cause at the time, he was the only football player I knew. So I would practice all day alone in my field, but never got recognition. Oh well, its still partly my dream now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. What is THE happiest thing in your whole life?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*sigh* sadly, at the moment I can think of nothing. Execpt the fact that I have people who care.&lt;br /&gt;And my friends-family are still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. What do you wish to have right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well, honestly, thats a tough question. Cause there are certain people I know that I don't want reading it. so im keeping it to myself. But other than that, The ability to make my mind up. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;4.When was the last time you Horse Laugh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A wha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. What did you realize recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That I have no future, Nothing to do, no goals, just an empty blank for me to fill out with no ideas basically. There are bestfriends. But not all are loyal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;6.Which bad habit of you is most unacceptable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I tease people alot, even when I don't mean too. And I tend to get more irritating with the more time you spend with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;7.When you are unhappy, what do you do?.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse a fucklot. But it depends on what kind of unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;8. What are you afraid of losing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything and Everything I have, seeing as I have very little. I tend to get very possesive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;9.Within 5 years, which target is the most realistic one?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have none, im a man of the wind lol. i go where it takes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;10.When you meet someone you like, will you confess or hide your feelings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends on how much, and the closeness between both of us. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;11. List out 3 kinds of people that you hate the most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manipulating&lt;br /&gt;Arrogant&lt;br /&gt;Talk-alot-with-nothing-to-back-it-up-with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;12. Define loneliness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Nicole&lt;/span&gt; said. (Links to the side --&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;13. Are you satisfied with your life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To some extent yeah, i am pretty content with what I have. minus the confusing emotions I feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;14.When is the most recent you felt touched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;15. Where is the most beautiful place you've visited?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hmm.. I can't really remember, probally anywhere outside ahah. I love the outdoors, cause I see everything as beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;16. If you have a wish come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Be recognised on the national level for 100m sprint, or become really good at soccer, that I get chosen for the state team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;17. A song that is playing in your mind recently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Slip Out The Back , Fort Minor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;18. Do you have anything to be worried, or scared about lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yup, Exams. and I haven't studied AT ALL. for the past god knows how many months. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;19.If the world were to end, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pretty FAQ. But probally, do whatever i've wanted to do, say what i've wanted to say. and gather the people I love beside me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;20. Who are you thinking off right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No one. tbh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tagg,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TARA!, EDELYN!, JO-NYEE!, TASHA!, JOANNIE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Owned, tbh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till Whenever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8841880372670421549?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8841880372670421549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8841880372670421549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8841880372670421549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8841880372670421549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged_26.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1041605571920577782</id><published>2008-09-25T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:15:43.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless when She smiles.</title><content type='html'>She keeps the secrets in her eyes&lt;br /&gt;She wraps truth inside her lies&lt;br /&gt;And just when I can't take what she's done to me&lt;br /&gt;She comes to me&lt;br /&gt;And leads me back to paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's so hard to hold&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a house of cards in a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;A reckless ride in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;She cuts me and the pain is all I wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;She danced away just like a child&lt;br /&gt;She drives me crazy, drives me wild&lt;br /&gt;But I'm helpless when she smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'd fight it if I could&lt;br /&gt;It hurts so bad, but feels so good&lt;br /&gt;She opens up just like a rose to me&lt;br /&gt;When she's close to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything she asked me to, I would&lt;br /&gt;Out of control&lt;br /&gt;But I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a house of cards in a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;A reckless ride in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;She cuts me and the pain is all I wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;She danced away just like a child&lt;br /&gt;She drives me crazy, drives me wild&lt;br /&gt;But I'm helpless when she smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she looks at me&lt;br /&gt;You know, I... I... I get so weak&lt;br /&gt;You know up to now... I'm a house of cards in a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;A reckless ride in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;She cuts me and the pain is all I wanna feel&lt;br /&gt;She danced away just like a child&lt;br /&gt;She drives me crazy, drives me wild&lt;br /&gt;But I'm helpless when she smiles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________StoryLine/Decription_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its easy enough to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a reminding song, that I seem very fit to be dedicated to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1041605571920577782?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1041605571920577782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1041605571920577782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1041605571920577782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1041605571920577782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/helpless-when-she-smiles.html' title='Helpless when She smiles.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5804755577362006444</id><published>2008-09-20T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T20:08:23.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tash&apos;s birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saturday'/><title type='text'>Saturday/Tash's party.</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;I started off my Saturday waking up at 7:30. lol&lt;br /&gt;Used the computer a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Then, watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mess with DORA!(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was sleepy and bored kay! there was nothing else to watch&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Then I played a bit of ps2.&lt;br /&gt;Helped my mother make some &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Trifle&lt;/span&gt; &gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing I knew, it was time to get ready to go to church. :)&lt;br /&gt;I got there 9minutes before class started. xD&lt;br /&gt;I talked with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lyn&lt;/span&gt; sikit, oh and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lyn&lt;/span&gt;, don't worry, i won't kill him. xD reshi at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Class, sat next to &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lyn&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sean&lt;/span&gt;. &gt;: D.&lt;br /&gt;after class we hanged abit, was suppose to go in to church, but there was no place.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;, all walked to the infamous backalley, then to singkapore(&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;garden&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I ate Mee Rebus, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; ate Mee Goreng! xDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt; was stubborn and didn't wanna eat anything. HMPH. D:&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went back to that infamous backalley. Spent like 20minutes-half an hour there.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back  to church. Sat in the grotto, and just had fun la.&lt;br /&gt;Called &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt;, and met her in church.&lt;br /&gt;We got into the car. and went to fetch sherwin and naavin.(&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;we all had to squeeze in the backseat D:&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Then brother dropped us at Tash's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her party was fun. lots of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Thank god I didn't get the parcel.&lt;br /&gt;xD &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;lyn&lt;/span&gt; proposed to meee (touch-ed)&lt;br /&gt;Then me + sean finished his liquour xD&lt;br /&gt;Bitch was so high LOL.&lt;br /&gt;KY WAS DRUNK!&lt;br /&gt;xD thats somewhat not shocking.&lt;br /&gt;well, it was basically a great night. For me at least. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cheer up lyn. for me? ):&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;whens the wedding? xD and cheer up la. ): sakit hati for me tau when you sakit hati. I will find his house I tell you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tash&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;Thanks for a great night :), and don't use the knucks to punch walls or anything other than the human skull. lol *hugs* happy birthday :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;Bitch, come over to mai house today! xD your even cool when your high man. dangg you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt; / &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teddy&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;Both of you rock so hard. &gt;: D (dayung sampannn!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Daniel&lt;/span&gt; ~ &lt;em&gt;xD you gambler you!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Basically, my Saturday was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;yay me? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Music : 1. John Legend ft. Andre 3000 - Greenlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;              2. Breaking *censored* - Firefly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;              3. Pink - So what?&lt;br /&gt;              4. Coldplay - Violet Hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;              5. Flo Rida ft Fergie and Will.I.Am - In the Ayer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mood : Content..Kinda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till Whenever , &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5804755577362006444?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5804755577362006444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5804755577362006444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5804755577362006444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5804755577362006444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/saturdaytashs-party.html' title='Saturday/Tash&apos;s party.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7983388274489123186</id><published>2008-09-19T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T17:02:53.414-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='morning'/><title type='text'>Hey</title><content type='html'>Im awake, at 7:30, on a &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I've got a slight stomach ache, from god-kn0ws-what.&lt;br /&gt;Im watching Mythbusters, waiting for &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn,&lt;/span&gt; or someone interesting to log on, cause Chris is busy ): ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tash&lt;/span&gt;'s party is today, im taking &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And its raining now.&lt;br /&gt;Now, this is a morning.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Good Morning ya'll. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music : Barbara Streisand -  Memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Whenever,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7983388274489123186?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7983388274489123186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7983388274489123186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7983388274489123186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7983388274489123186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey.html' title='Hey'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4121055082275211953</id><published>2008-09-19T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:16:23.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday - Thrusday - Today</title><content type='html'>Well, Wednesday was a holiday, so nothing to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, was so boringly-funly-boring. If that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;I got to school, and only &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Albert &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tien Kit&lt;/span&gt; were there.&lt;br /&gt;Then Daniel came.&lt;br /&gt;xD so the usual morning crapping session began.&lt;br /&gt;First two periods,were KH(Bengkel),&lt;br /&gt;Then Sejarah. (which I never pay attention in, but OMG, cik mashitah is &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hot&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, i can say it a million times!)&lt;br /&gt;After Sejarah, was BM. &gt;: D haaah&lt;br /&gt;xD its so fun kacau-ing &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Guna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, recess, I potong line, damn cekap weih. Right infront of the break monitor, and he didn't notice me xDDD.&lt;br /&gt;Last two periods, were English.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember Robinson Crusoe T_T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________ &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Only one thing to say about this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BORING AS HELL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, that was my week, So yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood : Sleepy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till whenever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4121055082275211953?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4121055082275211953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4121055082275211953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4121055082275211953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4121055082275211953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/wednesday-thrusday-today.html' title='Wednesday - Thrusday - Today'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7136341534132345589</id><published>2008-09-16T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T04:23:31.358-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tuesday'/><title type='text'>Tuesday~</title><content type='html'>TUESDAY! WOOT!*headbang*&lt;br /&gt;NAR.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing nice about Tuesday, is P.J. (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey that kinda rhymes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;I woke up half past dead lol, I could barely eat my koko crunch without closing my eyes T_T&lt;br /&gt;but I finished it nonetheless, so HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Jarrad is calling me gay cause of my dp&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;(also my blog pic)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; SCREW HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im watching &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;err&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;, for some reason. lol&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arvin, and Jurgen today were hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;They were speed-arguing about biji timah LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I played &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;vo&lt;/span&gt;ll&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ey&lt;/span&gt;ba&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;ll&lt;/span&gt;, for like the first time today.&lt;br /&gt;It was okayyy laaa, i STILL prefer football :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD Cik Mashitah. IS HOT!&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T STARE! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD ahh, today was okay tho.&lt;br /&gt;Slept so fucking much. Lol. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(nothing unusual about that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(maths was a drag)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, thats my lame Tuesday. XD, sorry that you were tortured through that. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music : Emilie Simon - Ice Girl&lt;br /&gt;              Disturbed - Down with the sickness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OH AH-AH-AH)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7136341534132345589?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7136341534132345589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7136341534132345589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7136341534132345589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7136341534132345589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday~'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3243273471641401269</id><published>2008-09-15T07:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T07:56:33.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged, by Tara</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;xD grats &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tarahahaha,&lt;/span&gt; you finally tagged me! &gt;: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Yeah, i got tagged. LETZ DO THIZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; 1.what is your fav. chocolate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;White choc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.What are your 3 favourite colours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;BLUE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Purple. &lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.who is the last person you talked to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Tara, my porno loving japanese friend xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;4.who is the last person you messaged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Tash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;5. who was the first person you talked to when you woke up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mum. (I think)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;6. who was the first person you mssged when you woke up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;No one. D: *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;im such a &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sad soul&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;7.how many msges did u receive when u woke up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;None. D: *&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;once again &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sad soul&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;8.who msged u when u woke up today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Read up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;9. who do u wanna talk to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;10.who do u wanna see right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;11.why do u wanna see that person now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ooh look a &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;butterfly&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;12. what is your relationship with that person u wanna see now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;13.if u could hug someone now, who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;o-Nye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;14.what are u doing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Being very pissed at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boris.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;15.what colour is the shirt you're wearing now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not wearing one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;16. are you attached?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Heh? o.O"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;17. anyone u like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hey! another &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;18. who do you like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt; S&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;s?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;19. What phone are you using?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nok&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ia 6500 clas&lt;/span&gt;sic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;20. how much money do you have in your wallet now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;RM15 xDD i iz poor. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;kevin leong owes me 6 bucks D:!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21.what do u love looking at?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Um..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;22.who is the last guy/girl you hugged?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;23. if u can choose to do something now, what would u do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;24. how are u feeling now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Malas, to do this tagg, and frustrated at boris, D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;25. if u could turn back time 3 times, when will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Not getting myself into this tagg D: and idk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;26. who/what are you thinking of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;27. what are the 3 things you want to forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;28. who makes u happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mai frenz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;29. what is next to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; Couch and Floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;30. last show u watched?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Nanny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;31. how many people are u talking to now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; 2~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;32. if u can change something in ur life, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;No idea. *No mood to this shit already* D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;33. do u have pets?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Nope, not anymoar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;34. What do you feel like eating now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jo .. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;35. who are the 7 people u tag?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;4. WHOEVER READS THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till then,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3243273471641401269?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3243273471641401269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3243273471641401269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3243273471641401269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3243273471641401269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged-by-tara.html' title='Tagged, by Tara'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-6668828511065160988</id><published>2008-09-15T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T01:50:51.159-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monday'/><title type='text'>Monday</title><content type='html'>xDD i didn't do my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; today~ Weeee&lt;br /&gt;im so proud of it. Haaaa &gt;: D&lt;br /&gt;I just finished playing counter-strike.&lt;br /&gt;I fucking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;on a small level xD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently listening to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246166344937819698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SM4gfs6gzjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dw16V9YV3ls/s400/Indestructablecover.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a great band.&lt;br /&gt;I've been inlove with them, for a good year or more.&lt;br /&gt;My favourite songs include&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Prayer&lt;br /&gt;2. Inside the fire&lt;br /&gt;3. Stricken&lt;br /&gt;4. Down with the sickness&lt;br /&gt;5. 10,000 fists.&lt;br /&gt;6. Haunted.&lt;br /&gt;7. Forsaken (Feat. Korn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, anyway, was a pretty okay day.&lt;br /&gt;Bought that reload I kept saying I would buy for &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;tash&lt;/span&gt; xD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother is getting on my nerves. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;aight, thats it for Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.J tommorow, wooo! D: too bad its basketball though, im better at football &gt;: D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music : &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Disturbed&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bored as hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Kie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-6668828511065160988?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6668828511065160988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=6668828511065160988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6668828511065160988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6668828511065160988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday.html' title='Monday'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SM4gfs6gzjI/AAAAAAAAAF4/dw16V9YV3ls/s72-c/Indestructablecover.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-2922592410776227310</id><published>2008-09-14T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:58:03.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my'/><title type='text'>My Week</title><content type='html'>Monday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was A boring as &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;day, had P.S  (pendidikan seni) and totally failed at it. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Mr. Emmanuel&lt;/span&gt; didn't come &gt;: D *joy*&lt;br /&gt;Totally ignored math's teacher as usual. haha&lt;br /&gt;Science teacher didn't come, and was replaced by this really hot teacher . &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Lim Sook Heong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, was her name, I think&lt;br /&gt;She had the perfect body, from behind, xD and a hot voice, and always wore a black bra. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(according to edmond)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, I didn't look. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PJ! OMG YES! PJ PJ PJ!&lt;br /&gt;played basketball. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hate the sport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly, i don't have much to say about this day. Just that I injured myself playing basketball, hairline fractured, or slightly pushed my finger out of place. idk *Shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday:&lt;br /&gt; Boring day again,&lt;br /&gt;my week was really boring lolol, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Brother Paul&lt;/span&gt; called me a funny boy T_T / XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DIDN'T GO TO SCHOOL! MUAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I acctually stayed a good boy today &gt;: D , rather than the week before, which I got picked up and put on stage : 3, xDD was a superstar for a day , last week.&lt;br /&gt;BUT ! this week, i was a good boy! *angelic glow* xD&lt;br /&gt;THEN, I went to sunset bistro with Sean, from 7pm - 12:10am&lt;br /&gt;xD it was so epic, as we looked at the stars, and talked about our lifes troubles. lol&lt;br /&gt;i love that fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Gave tash her prezzie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Saw Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Made class laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Sent him home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Spent 15minutes at sunset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6.&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Came home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woke up before Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Watched TV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Talked to people on MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Mum left me alone at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sean came over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Went for a walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gave him dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Sent him home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Yup, my lame ass week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;oh and btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Robert pattison&lt;/span&gt; is a fucking queer, and nothing anyone can say can change my opinion on that, i don't see why everyone is obsessed over a nerdy looking (whatever country he is from). there are better men out there, that acctually look like men. you can hate on me all you want for that, i don't give a flying squirrel fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-2922592410776227310?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2922592410776227310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=2922592410776227310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2922592410776227310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2922592410776227310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-week.html' title='My Week'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1306276946318216527</id><published>2008-09-10T04:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T04:08:56.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sarah + Weed =</title><content type='html'>Sar says:&lt;br /&gt;he knows i smoke weed too&lt;br /&gt;Sar says:&lt;br /&gt;just told me not to ever bring it in the house&lt;br /&gt;Sar says:&lt;br /&gt;(oops)&lt;br /&gt;Sar says:&lt;br /&gt;and to not come home stoned&lt;br /&gt;Sar says&lt;br /&gt;(oops)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&gt;: D i just love her xDDD, shes so xDDDDDDDDDD~&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER SARAH! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;don't come home stoned. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1306276946318216527?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1306276946318216527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1306276946318216527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1306276946318216527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1306276946318216527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/sarah-week.html' title='Sarah + Weed ='/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7117498304821845401</id><published>2008-09-05T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:39:12.028-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><title type='text'>Tagged,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tagged by Tash, cause I decided to read a post &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three names you go by :&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Kie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.KieKie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three screen names you have had :&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ki3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Dissy~King Of Jupiter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Disastaboy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three physical things you like about yourself :&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;My Pacs&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;My eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three physical things you DONT like about yourself :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My jealousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;My Addiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My Emotional disability&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three parts of your heritage :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Indian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Portugese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three things that scare you :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.Heights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Being alone in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three of your everyday essentials :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. My Phone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;My Lighter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three things you are wearing now :&lt;br /&gt;1. Boxers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. 1/3 pants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three of your favourite bands or musical arts :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chronic Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nightwish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three of your favourite songs (right now) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Disturbed - Stricken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Skillet - Comatose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cradle Of Filth - Stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three things you want in a relationship :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Honesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Understanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;The Ability to talk about anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three physical things about the preffered sex that appeals to you :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Clothes. (I don't want no lala)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three of your hobbies :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1.&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt; Football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Hanging out with friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three things you wanna do really badly right now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. Be high with Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. :X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three carreers you're considering / considered before :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Footballer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Phychiatrist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Hawaii ( I may acctually go one day with&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Leen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three things you want to do before you die :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. Kiss &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Try weed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3.  &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tell the people I love that I love them and too never forget me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Three ways that you are Stereotypical a girl/guy :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't care about what I wear&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Im oblivious to emotions of girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Im stubborn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Five people that you would like to see take this quiz now :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;ANYONE WHO READS THIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;OWNED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(Tara!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(just love tagging you la, idk why&gt;:D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;KieKie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7117498304821845401?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7117498304821845401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7117498304821845401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7117498304821845401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7117498304821845401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/tagged.html' title='Tagged,'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8571369488257312181</id><published>2008-09-02T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:30:17.137-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Jo'/><title type='text'>Breathe your life into Me.</title><content type='html'>This one is dedicated to Jo. Its kinda emo, the song I mean.&lt;br /&gt;But, its a nice song.&lt;br /&gt;Here you go Jo :)&lt;br /&gt;(Read all the way to the bottom and don't stop!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels when I&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the words you spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I lose myself&lt;br /&gt;When I keep running away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is who I am when, &lt;br /&gt;When I don't know myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I choose when&lt;br /&gt;It's all left up to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you, I’m falling &lt;br /&gt;Falling faster&lt;br /&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling, falling&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me&lt;br /&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it looks when&lt;br /&gt;I am standing on the edge&lt;br /&gt;And this is how I break apart&lt;br /&gt;When I finally hit the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it hurts when I&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I don't feel any pain&lt;br /&gt;And this is how I disappear&lt;br /&gt;When I throw myself away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, as I said, is dedicated to Jo-Nyee.&lt;br /&gt;Its a nice song, i've done alot of song's dedicated to her , hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________Storyline/Description___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize this band was a Christian Band. But the meanings given do make sense being that that's the case. But before I knew I thought it was about a controlling relationship that failed because one of the lovers was running away, and afterwards the one running away realized he/she needed the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And this is how it feels when I&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the words you spoke to me&lt;br /&gt;And this is where I lose myself&lt;br /&gt;When I keep running away from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is who I am when, &lt;br /&gt;When I don't know myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;And this is what I choose when&lt;br /&gt;It's all left up to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He/She feels better without Him/Her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Breathe your life into me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel you, I’m falling &lt;br /&gt;Falling faster&lt;br /&gt;Breathe your life into me&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling, falling&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me&lt;br /&gt;Breathe into me&lt;br /&gt;Breathe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sees He/She still needs Her/Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I could agree with the others, and it would make more sense being that this is a Christian Band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best I could come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8571369488257312181?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8571369488257312181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8571369488257312181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8571369488257312181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8571369488257312181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/breathe-your-life-into-me.html' title='Breathe your life into Me.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7484657458035659025</id><published>2008-09-02T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T05:11:46.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comatose.</title><content type='html'>This one, is for Tash.. Been a long time since I posted a song dedicated to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Skillet&lt;br /&gt;Title:Comatose&lt;br /&gt;Album:-Unknown-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry, I can't find the colour thingy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling like this &lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of trying to fight this &lt;br /&gt;I'm asleep and all I dream of &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is waking to you &lt;br /&gt;Tell me &lt;br /&gt;that you will listen &lt;br /&gt;Your touch is what I'm missing &lt;br /&gt;And the more I hide I realize I'm slowly losing you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comatose &lt;br /&gt;I'll never wake up without an overdose of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna breathe &lt;br /&gt;'les I feel you next to me &lt;br /&gt;you take the pain I feel &lt;br /&gt;(waking up to you never felt so real) &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna sleep &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dream &lt;br /&gt;'cause my dreams don't comfort me &lt;br /&gt;The way you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;(Waking up to you never felt so real) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate living without you &lt;br /&gt;Dead wrong to ever doubt you &lt;br /&gt;But my demons lay in waiting &lt;br /&gt;Tempting me away &lt;br /&gt;Oh how I adore you &lt;br /&gt;Oh how I thirst for you &lt;br /&gt;Oh how I need you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comatose &lt;br /&gt;I'll never wake up without an overdose of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna breathe &lt;br /&gt;'les I feel you next to me &lt;br /&gt;you take the pain I feel &lt;br /&gt;(waking up to you never felt so real)&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna sleep &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dream &lt;br /&gt;'cause my dreams don't comfort me &lt;br /&gt;The way you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;(Waking up to you never felt so real)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Bridge:]&lt;br /&gt;Breathing life &lt;br /&gt;Waking up &lt;br /&gt;My eyes &lt;br /&gt;Open up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comatose &lt;br /&gt;I'll never wake up without an overdose of you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna breathe &lt;br /&gt;'les I feel you next to me &lt;br /&gt;you take the pain I feel &lt;br /&gt;waking up to you never felt so real &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna sleep &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna dream &lt;br /&gt;'cause my dreams don't comfort me &lt;br /&gt;The way you make me feel &lt;br /&gt;Waking up to you never felt so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I adore you&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to you never felt so real&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I thirst for you&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to you never felt so real&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I adore you&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;The way you make me feel&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to you never felt so real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, is for Tash, cause I heard the song, and it reminded me of her. (Yes, I sound obsessed, SCREW YOUU!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____________Storyline/Description___________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singer of this song is basically saying that he is fully reliant on God, and has given his whole life to God, to the point that he doesn't want to do anything in his life without knowing that God is at his side. God can take away your pain and comfort you in any situation if you trust him. And, if you change the word 'God' to the name 'Tash', you can roughly get it. xD (NOT all the 'God's' are to be changed to the name 'Tash') &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S T____T i can't find the colour shiz. D: sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7484657458035659025?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7484657458035659025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7484657458035659025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7484657458035659025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7484657458035659025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/09/comatose.html' title='Comatose.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5976027265275207434</id><published>2008-08-30T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T00:21:41.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;tagged by Jo *cause I decided to read a tagged post&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions: Remove ONE question from below, and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag 8 people in your list, list them out at the end of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kieran Paresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you given your first kiss away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you would take with you?Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Sean &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause hes my best friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Tara &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To make it funner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Cause shes wise enough to get our asses off the island ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. Where is the place that you want to go the most ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Hawaii, with Leen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Obssesions, addictions, or guilty pleasures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Obssesion&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Person I have a crush on. (though I deny it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Addiction&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Guilty Pleasure&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Making people I don't like, cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My friendship, between the people I love, and the people I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;love.Bsically, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8.If you could do anything in the world right now, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Be getting laid, thats what. ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After a certain period of time, Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10..List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Jo :&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Pretty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11.What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12.What is your most embarrasing fear? ( My question )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Im afraid of bugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13.What do you love most about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um, I don't love anything? Other then my shoulders.&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.If you have faults, would you rather the people around you point out to you or would you rather they keep quiet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Point it out, then tell me what/how to deal/todo about it. Politely, in a non heartbreaking way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;15.What do you think is the most important thing in your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Having Fun, and not studying too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;16.Are you a shopaholic or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;A bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;17. Find a word to describe the person who tagged you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Diligent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;18.If you have a chance, which part of your character would you like to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jealousable part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;19. What is the worst thing that happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When she kissed *beep* next to me in the cinema, (you probbally know who you are, and you probballly didn't, but bleh. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;20: Is this a question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I suppose so. ( Jo's question )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;I tag,&lt;br /&gt;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;Whoever reads this&lt;br /&gt;TARA! &gt;: D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5976027265275207434?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5976027265275207434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5976027265275207434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5976027265275207434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5976027265275207434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/tagged.html' title='Tagged.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1582883440083019254</id><published>2008-08-30T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T08:27:23.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='..'/><title type='text'>Numeroooo 40!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;This be my 40th post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yeah, I changed the font, boldess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;the size,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so sue me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;In other news,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So far, the week hasn't been half bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I went to school on monday, *postedthatsapparantlysomethingsverywrongwithme* post,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tuesday was a holiday *hugs Lim Guan Eng*,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;xDD even though I didn't vote for him : 3..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Wednesday I was too lazy to pergi sekolah, so I waked up, walked here and there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;sat at home mostly, and watched TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thursday went to school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;xDD made fun of Jurgen and his nuggets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Friday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Boris, Kevin Leong, Kwok Weng, ALL didn't come to school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I was left with Siddiq, Daniel H, and Lay boon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Kevin and Boris came over to my place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;color:#ffffff;"&gt;we jalan sini, jalan sana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Called Danial Mustafa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WE PLAYED WATER POLO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;xDD its so fun!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sean stayed over, cause his mother was too lazy to come fetch him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*such an unloved child* xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So he woke up today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;BROKE MY GLASSES! :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;xDthank you sean! for breaking them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*has contacts now* xDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;went to church..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;FELT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SMEAXY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And yeah, thats the summary for the week I had.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1582883440083019254?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1582883440083019254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1582883440083019254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1582883440083019254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1582883440083019254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/numeroooo-40.html' title='Numeroooo 40!'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7403848667465794682</id><published>2008-08-27T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T07:53:23.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rule The World. -Yet Another For Jo.</title><content type='html'>This is one of my personal favourites, cause of the lyrics and tune :).&lt;br /&gt; Some say they are a very gay band.&lt;br /&gt; I disagree.&lt;br /&gt; They just speak the truth :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Artist &lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Take That&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Title&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Rule The World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;You light the skies, up above me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;A star, so bright, you blind me, yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Don’t close your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Don’t fade away, don’t fade away-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah you and me we can ride on a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you stay with me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We can rule the world-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah you and me we can light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you stay by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We can rule the world-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If walls break down, I will comfort you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If angels cry, oh I’ll be there for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;You’ve saved my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Don’t leave me now, don’t leave me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah you and me we can ride on a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you stay with me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We can rule the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah you and me, we can light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you stay by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We can rule the world-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ooooooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All the stars are coming out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;They’re lighting up the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;For you, for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All the stars are coming out tonigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;tThey’re lighting up the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;For you, for you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Ooooooooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah you and me we can ride on a star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you stay with me girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We can rule the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yeah you and me, we can light up the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;If you stay by my side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;We can rule the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All the stars are coming out tonight (oooooooh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;They’re lighting up the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;For you, for you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All the stars are coming out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;They’re lighting up the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;For you,for you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All the stars, are coming out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;They’re lighting up the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;For you, for you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;All the stars, are coming out tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;They’re lighting up the sky tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;For you,for you-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Yet another one for Jo-Nyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Idk, lately alot of songs have reminded me about her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Or im just obsessed. Blegh, whichever.&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah.. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LOVE YOU JO! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________Storyline/Description________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;The Official meaning of this song, is unknown to me, and apparantly, google. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;But basically, i think its about two lovers, and their love which "lights up the sky". And he pledges to be with her no matter what, even in the most impossible of situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Thats the best I can get out of it lol. sorry :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7403848667465794682?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7403848667465794682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7403848667465794682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7403848667465794682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7403848667465794682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/rule-world-yet-another-for-jo.html' title='Rule The World. -Yet Another For Jo.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1695411030028660798</id><published>2008-08-25T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:11:32.261-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love about you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what'/><title type='text'>What I love about you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love the way you look at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your eyes so bright and brown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'd love the way you kiss me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your lips so soft and smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love the way you make me so happy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And the ways you show you care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love the way you say, "I Love You,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And the way you're always there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I loved the way you hugged me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Always sending chills down my spine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I love that you are with me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; And glad that you are mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;I admit, its no good. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1695411030028660798?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1695411030028660798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1695411030028660798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1695411030028660798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1695411030028660798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-i-love-about-you.html' title='What I love about you.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-930154318705479592</id><published>2008-08-25T04:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T04:41:09.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuck yourself in the fucking ass.'/><title type='text'>i can't be bothered thinking of a tittle.</title><content type='html'>I've noticed, recently, that&lt;br /&gt;people today, are too close minded.. their song choice has no actual meaning..&lt;br /&gt;and there are nothing but fucking perverts in my class sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;there are hypocritical bastards&lt;br /&gt;who say they don't do shit, but do it so people pay attention to them&lt;br /&gt;there are bastards who try to sabotage you, cause they are jealous they don't get onto a team, or group.&lt;br /&gt;there are some bastards, who are practically on fucking heroin, YES I MEAN YOU&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; KEVIN LEONG&lt;/span&gt;, and there are motherfuckers, who back up people like that, cause they are "cool", well,&lt;br /&gt;I want to see them acting like that, infront of God, or some other person.&lt;br /&gt;or even infront of me, while they were tied to a pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, as I said earlier, songs today, have no meaning really.&lt;br /&gt;They are based on these common storylines/objects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drugs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sex&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This idiot fell inlove with some other idiot, and that other idiot didn't turn out very well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This really idiotic bitch fell inlove with ANOTHER person, and is all emo, cause they don't realise.. (THEN DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They don't have the voice to say something because "no one understands them"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;No offence, to everyone out there, who like these sort of songs. But seriously, GROW UP.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I give up nowadays. You try and try and try, but apparantly, people don't believe in the term "second chances" because "they give it too much", Honestly, I only have like 5 good, trustworthy, helpful and true friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and I hate those people on friendster who have this lameassmotherfuckingdogasslicking picture testimonials saying 'leave me alone,' 'he broke my heart' 'it can't be fixed' blah blah blah, then they practically crave the attention. If they wan't fucking attention, don't be wannabemo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;TRUE emo people, as me and a few friends have agreed too.. Just sit in a corner with their blades, cut their wrists, listen to the world go by, ad think of the reason they are doing what they are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and, I think a few people know this feeling, and I love&lt;br /&gt;Nicole&lt;br /&gt;Edelyn&lt;br /&gt;Boris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being the only ones, who understood the heartache.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and oot htob fo uoy&lt;br /&gt;EHT TXEN EMIT I OG TUO HTIW THOB FO UOY&lt;br /&gt;I -will- burn whatever I see, if I hear what I heard, and saw what I saw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know its a dark place, but damn, you have a guy who likes you next to you, and you do what you do.&lt;br /&gt;I ..&lt;br /&gt;Just don't understand life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I will tell you honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut the skin off my fingertips, till you can see the sensitive red part, and then I go to my corner, and slowly burn it.&lt;br /&gt;After what I saw, what I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been losing sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I have been losing Food&lt;br /&gt;I CANT EVEN WATCH MANGA WITHOUT FEELING HURT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a shit, that I missed my chances, or im too fucking dumb to realise.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts, when I think about it.&lt;br /&gt;It hurts when I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is because of shit like that, that I became the man I am today, totally numb.&lt;br /&gt;I thank you Sarah, and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love who I am, and all my numbness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S to kevin leong, FUCKING CHILL YOU SON OF A BITCH, JUST CAUSE I HIT YOU I YOUR CHEST ONCE AND HIT WHAT YOU PATHETICALLY CALL A RELATIONSHIP RING, YOU DON'T HAVE TO GO ALL APE FUCKING SHIT ON ME, AND ACT LIKE I RAPED HER AND THREW INTO THE SEA, AND SENT HER EAR TO YOUR FUCKING HOUSE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I don't give a shit who you are, what you do.&lt;br /&gt;Get on my badside, you can get back on my good.&lt;br /&gt;But don't expect that to be quick.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;KieKie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-930154318705479592?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/930154318705479592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=930154318705479592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/930154318705479592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/930154318705479592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-cant-be-bothered-thinking-of-tittle.html' title='i can&apos;t be bothered thinking of a tittle.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5677867259402878802</id><published>2008-08-22T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T01:17:18.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im there for you.'/><title type='text'>Whispers In The Dark.</title><content type='html'>Most People have already heard this song, knew about it for a long time, but it just hit me about the true meaning, so ima post it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Artist&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Skillet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Title&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Whispers In The Dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/"&gt;http://www.lyricsmode.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Despite the lies that you're making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your love is mine for the taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just waiting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To turn your tears to roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Despite the lies that you're making &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Your love is mine for the taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To turn your tears to roses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be the one that's gonna hold you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be the one that you run to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A burning, consuming fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You'll never be alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When darkness comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I'll light the night with stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hear the whispers in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You'll never be alone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When darkness comes you know I'm never far &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hear the whispers in the dark &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Whispers in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You feel so lonely and ragged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You lay here broken and naked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Just waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;To clothe you in crimson roses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be the one that's gonna find you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I will be the one that's gonna guide you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My love is A burning, consuming fire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You'll never be alone! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hear the whispers in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;No! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You'll never be alone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When darkness comes you know I'm never far! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Hear the whispers in the dark ~x2~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song, after just realising what it means. *yes im one blur motherfucker* Has become an important song to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This is my way of saying to my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I'll be there for you, no matter what I will give you my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;And in the dark, where you see nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'll be there, to light it up for you. (with my leet glow of holyness).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________Storyline/Description____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, this song, finally hit me, about the meaning. :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"This song is about how God is always with you. Even in the dark when you feel alone, God is with you, whispering to you in the dark&lt;/span&gt;.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You'll never be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5677867259402878802?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5677867259402878802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5677867259402878802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5677867259402878802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5677867259402878802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/whispers-in-dark.html' title='Whispers In The Dark.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4559791986988315011</id><published>2008-08-21T04:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T04:45:17.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry.'/><title type='text'>To Tash :</title><content type='html'>Hey &lt;em&gt;Tash&lt;/em&gt;, yes, you may &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me, cause of my mother, and this may not be read... but im sorry for what my mother said, she means well, but sometimes she doesn't know how to put it correctly. she doesn't &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HATE&lt;/span&gt; you.. she just didn't like the first impression.&lt;br /&gt;But, i nak you tahu, that i feel guilty, and I apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-KieKie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S : It felt good hugging you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S :- &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I wrote this when I got home, didn't think you were gonna go online.. so it was in my drafts, idk why, but it took me some time to write down what I was satisfied with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4559791986988315011?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4559791986988315011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4559791986988315011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4559791986988315011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4559791986988315011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/to-tash.html' title='To Tash :'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-2312404694969091413</id><published>2008-08-20T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:05:52.585-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I just called.'/><title type='text'>I Just Called To Say I Love You.</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty sure all of you know who sings this song. =].. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i'll put the title for the my weirdo friends who don't. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist:&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Stevie Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I just called to say I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/nv"&gt;http://www.mp3lyrics.org/nv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No new year's day to celebrate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;no chocolate covered candy hearts to give away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No first of spring, no song to sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;in fact here's just another ordinary day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No April rain, no flowers bloom no wedding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Saturday within the month of June. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But what it is, is something true made up of these three words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; that I must say to you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just called to say I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just called to say how much I care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just called to say I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;and I mean it from the bottom of my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No summers high, no warm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;July no harvest moon to light one tender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;August night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; No autumn breeze, no falling leaves not even time for birds to fly to southern skies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;No libra sun, no Halloween no giving thanks to all the Christmas joy you bring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But what it is, though old so new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;to fill your heart like no three words could ever do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just called to say I love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just called to say how much I care &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just called to say I love you and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I mean it from the bottom of my heart of my heart, of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Not much to say about this.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This ones for Jo-Nyee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Cause I -do- call her, just to tell her I love her =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Got a problem with her?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well then you can kcuf your mother in the ass till it bleeds&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;I hart yew Jo! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______StoryLine/Description_______&lt;br /&gt; I don't need to explain this song.. you already know what it means.. (:&lt;br /&gt;But basically.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It focuses about a man, and his lover/girlfriend/wife, and he was probbally away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;and he misses her dearly and notices how dull his life is without her. So he calls to say I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- Bubbles You Jo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-2312404694969091413?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2312404694969091413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=2312404694969091413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2312404694969091413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2312404694969091413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-just-called-to-say-i-love-you.html' title='I Just Called To Say I Love You.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1382240080102534043</id><published>2008-08-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:01:00.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1337 phail'/><title type='text'>D: the borednesses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;T___________________________________________________________T&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;I am so damn bored! DD: .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;there is nothing to doooo T__T, RuneScape!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;Nah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;D: nothing superbly interesting to do on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;..ummm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;TV?!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;wait no, nothing interesting on that either! D: and Sean is watching..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;i would play PS2. but I want Sean to come with meeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;He is teh sickz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;um..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#000099;"&gt;xD i asked Tasha what I should do.. her reply..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235802292832023938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SKlOceJttYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wAPuFBeEbAE/s400/replay..bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;It is teh small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;So blame her for this very.. @_@ post :DD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;xDD oo.. SHIT I HAVE TUITON! baiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Talk to ya'll later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;KieKie OUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1382240080102534043?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1382240080102534043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1382240080102534043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1382240080102534043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1382240080102534043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/d-borednesses.html' title='D: the borednesses.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SKlOceJttYI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/wAPuFBeEbAE/s72-c/replay..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-62439297559029350</id><published>2008-08-14T19:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T20:15:44.300-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for all your timee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i want to thank you'/><title type='text'>Thank You.</title><content type='html'>This is mai song dedication to all my friends and people who have been there for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Song Title&lt;/span&gt;:- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Artist &lt;/span&gt;:- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Chronic Future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Good band, They are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I want to go for a walk outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've got nothing to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I want to go for a walk outside with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;All complications will end tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's not a person in sight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I need to go for a walk outside with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Because I want to thank you for all your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You see you don't even know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;How much you ease my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm bringing more of me to the table I was uncomfortable to sit at before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The thoughts I had of you remind me of the pattern of the man who's had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The same haircut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;For the last thirty years but now he's ready for a change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Bring on the shift of the paradigm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;We're at the end of the line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I think I'm ready to walk outside with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Because I want to thank you for giving me your all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Because it means so much to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Well this is nonsense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Why didn't I concentrate to find some time to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Tell you that I haven't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Been on the same page as you for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Been saving truth in a pile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Standing in front of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Obstructing your view with my smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry for all of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry for all of it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'm sorry for calling to you to call in quits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;But I hope this isn't it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-So Colourful mia. Like Nippon paint ads xDD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Storyline /Meaning = I could not find a good, GOOD explanation, but heres the best I found. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this song is about wanting to be with some one and finally making the first move. The some one is always able to make you feel better, just thinking about them or being with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This song is dedicated to all my friends who have been there for me (: there are too many to write down, but thanks to you all !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-62439297559029350?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/62439297559029350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=62439297559029350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/62439297559029350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/62439297559029350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/thank-you.html' title='Thank You.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8043472677166287603</id><published>2008-08-10T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T06:26:17.471-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blegh'/><title type='text'>Trip To KL (30th post)</title><content type='html'>Yeah, its my 30th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, recently, i've been to KL, skipped school. and Yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heres my summary for my day from Friday - Now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Followed mum to school[the day I left for KL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I typed an essay for her. xDD *got paid 2ringgit*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Then i followed her to class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;At like..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7:30 in the morning.(her form 4 class) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we were leaving after that, but she gave them a custom monthly test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I did it, and got 92/100 ! WOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the highest was a 94 xDD *i rock*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;then mum paid me 10 ringgit, and we left for KL,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;the trip was hilariously fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i made most of the jokes, but they made most of the laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;we got to aunty chui lean's house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;her hugs are so.. teh warm and welcoming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I feel sorry for her, with grandpa's death and all. bleghhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Saturday : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Not a really epic day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;woke up, went to see Kirstin and Darly, spent basically the whole day with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I played soccer with him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Let him win lol, he agreed, but then after that I taught him a few things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;then we had to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, we went home and had EPIC! P.E.S 2008 matches, in cooperation mode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we totally kicked ass,execpt that stupid loss to FFrance. SCREW YOU FRANCE! *is gonna get beat up by some french people later*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;well then I had to shower, get ready and we said the rosary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*said the 4Th decade*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then when I got up, i pulled my damn hamstring and it still kinda hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We had dinner, messed with my mother and her want for fizzy drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;stuff like that, then we went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Sunday : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nothing much to say about today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up at 6:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went for confirmation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bitched about how big my shirt is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perved with Daryl about hot girls in church ( :P ) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went home, played one match of P.E.S with him. ( Daryl )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went and ate Sumo (jap restaurant) xDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;got home, played another P.E.S game with Daryl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Packed bag and came home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here I am, bloggin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;P.S : This took me forever to write cause i kept on getting distracted xDD *pats jo, lyn, chris and tara*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8043472677166287603?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8043472677166287603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8043472677166287603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8043472677166287603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8043472677166287603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/trip-to-kl-30th-post.html' title='Trip To KL (30th post)'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-2336299011611863990</id><published>2008-08-03T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:34:11.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term=':)'/><title type='text'>Song Dedication to Jo-Nyee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Artist : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Styx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Song Name : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Babe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I feel like changing the lyrics abit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;So I guess I will ! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Babe I'm leaving,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I must be on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The time is drawing near &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My train is going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I see it in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;The love, the need, your tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;But I'll be lonely without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I'll need your love to see me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;So please believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My heart is in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll be missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know it's you babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Whenever I get weary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I've had enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Feel like giving up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;You know it's you Jo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Giving me the cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And the strength I need&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Please believe that it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Babe, I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Babe, I'm leaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I'll say it once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And somehow try to smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I know the feeling we're trying to forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;If only for awhile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Cause I'll be lonely without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And I'll need your love to see me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Please believe me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;My heart is in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;'Cause I'll be missing you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Babe, I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Babe, I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ooooh, Babe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I wanted to change the lyrics, but after going through them, they look perfectly fine as they are :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The storyline -- (im gonna add this, to all my song dedications from now on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what i can get from it..&lt;br /&gt;The writer wrote this song in as a goodbye present to his wife/lover at the time, cause he was leaving. (DUH!) to tell her that he loves her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is one of my favourite songs, due to the truth of the lyrics and how it connects with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;REMEMBER JO! &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NAREIK EVOLS UOY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-2336299011611863990?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/2336299011611863990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=2336299011611863990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2336299011611863990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/2336299011611863990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/song-dedication-to-jo-nyee.html' title='Song Dedication to Jo-Nyee'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-691398879278662450</id><published>2008-08-01T02:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T02:14:39.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ich Liebe Sie'/><title type='text'>Hey lehcar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yeah Sie, Ihre gonna nie gelesen, aber Sie sagen, ich weiß nicht, wie zu lächeln auf, wie man "woo" eine Frau? Schraube Sie gut! Mehr fucking treu zu Ihrem Freund dann Damn! blutigen Hölle, hätte ich angesichts der Welt für Sie, evenmore, wenn ich könnte, Heck hätte ich übersprungen Schule und tötete ein Welpe, nur um mit Ihnen, oder sehen Sie lächeln, aber Fuck You, sage ich habe keinen Anstand zu Mein Bruder! CANT TELL es mir EH? Sie wissen, wie ich fucking Herz war? Gerade jetzt, ich hoffe, Ihr Freund findet heraus, unzu weinen .. d Dumps Ihnen, wir werden sehen, Sie kommen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I need to post that, but i didn't want anyone to read it, its in German *hugs chris for translating*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-691398879278662450?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/691398879278662450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=691398879278662450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/691398879278662450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/691398879278662450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/08/hey-lehcar.html' title='Hey lehcar.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4650431036205343987</id><published>2008-07-27T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T06:49:37.921-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conclusion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything'/><title type='text'>I have come to the conclusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That im not boyfriend type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Infact,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im more the person,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you go to when you want to,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have an affair with, OR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a fling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See, im not the sort of guy who acctually has steady relationships.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I eventually get bored, move on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may love someone with all the heart i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;infact, even more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i may get hurt, dissapointed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;over little things that I fall inlove with, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or because of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But, i am definately not boyfriend material.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean, can you seriously imagine me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the person you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kieran Paresh,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having a steady girlfriend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know right! its really hard to imagine, (or to me it is)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im the person, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who you go crying too when you have a problem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then forget me the next morning,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when you see your boyfriend again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then when he does something bad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You come back to me, for me to comfort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda like a phychiatrist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only with more love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like, if I kissed you right now,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you left me, cause you had a boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would hurt, but i would not care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't mind, how I do it, why I do it, when I do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or even if you have a boyfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no limitations to help anyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when they need it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i think they need it of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I can be as inspirational, as uplifting, as mature, as I see fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But, if you are mean to me, or i really don't like you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can say things, do things, make things happen, so bad that it can and WILL change your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've become immune to heartbreaks, and recently ive found out, im numb, literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've had my nipples pinched and twisted, had a girl tell me that she never really loved me, and just went to me for company. I have had girls, randomly remind me of their boyfriends, when I proclaim my love for them, even when they never mentioned him before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im not saying ive gone through the worsts of lives. infact, i KNOW there are worst. im just saying, what I feel like I should get out, and that is: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever you do to me, no matter how pain, physhically, emotionally. I probbally will, or have already it done to me, and i still stand tall today..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;one last thing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;RACHEELLL!! :( I MISS YOU! (T__T) curse&lt;br /&gt;your phone for having no credit!@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;KieKie..Out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P.S : I took a picture of one of my many bad drawings in class, *points below*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227689704230975906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SIx8FqineaI/AAAAAAAAACk/Msad4qd0PKk/s400/Picture+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4650431036205343987?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4650431036205343987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4650431036205343987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4650431036205343987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4650431036205343987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-have-come-to-conclusion.html' title='I have come to the conclusion'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SIx8FqineaI/AAAAAAAAACk/Msad4qd0PKk/s72-c/Picture+026.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1949564153445562020</id><published>2008-07-24T01:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:59:27.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, and the past few days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Well, where do I start?.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Monday - Jokes were sticking.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tuesday - Kinda boring, Pretty normal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wednesday - Fucked up! Got caught for hugging Rachel Chee&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Thursday - [Today] Pn. Ong got screwed by Rachel's father, was joking with Brother Paul in his office.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well it was a pretty normal day on Monday, i woke up kinda early, ate breakfast (1 loaf of garlic bread) , went to school, HAD homework..Dissed tien kit alot. lol and and umm... stayed back + played football. (killer), oh yeah I forgot, Mother fetched me. lol [normal day].&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tuesday :-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretty boring day. woke up, ate, the normal morning routine, got to school, FORGOT MY SOCKS! XD, it was a pretty boring day. did the normal shizz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wednesday :-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, so I got to school right? and I saw Rachel, fucking cikgu asri was watching me, so I gave her my phone (had to put it in her bag) and I saw her bikini. :P *offered to help her with it* ahaha, im so lame. anyway, I went to class, and I found out, that Mikail's father was coming to school, to see a teacher. meh, [His father is as kurang ajar looking, and as ugly as him] NOT to say im hot or anything la, but compared to him, who isn't?..Rachel came to my class with Yusuf&lt;3&gt;&lt;p&gt;We were talking, and talking then, I had to go, so I gave her a hug, it was  MUTUAL hug. MUTUAL! low khar fucked herself in the ass leng saw us, and called us into the disiplin room, and took us to pn ong -.-.. fucking bitch. :( she yelled at Rachel until Rachel cried! it was so fucking heartbreaking, I argue'd with Khar leng and Ong, they couldn't take the fact, that I was outspeaking them. I defended her, tremendously. :( *wants to hug her again* IM SORRY RACH! FORGIVE MEE! oh and you too yusuf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;i think im starting to fall for her a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah. anyway that was about it that I want to type on here about ystd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt; Thrusday :- [today]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Rachel came to see me in the morning with her dad, like showing him who I was. &gt;.&lt; color="#00cccc"&gt;Rachel's father&lt;/span&gt; ]  &lt;span&gt;said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;                 &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;if it IS a rule not to hug, SHOW ME PROOF! , i don't think it honestly, is big enough to get her suspended, either your too close minded, or no one has really hugged you before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;then &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pn Ong &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh but they were touching in the carpark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt; And she kena even more la.. *loves Rachel's father*, anyway my mother called &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Brother Paul&lt;/span&gt;, and asked if she HAD too come to school.&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and he said No need, its all been settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So that means!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;IM AS FREE AS A LEPRECAUN! A BIRD! A SCOTTISH! &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;and Pn Ong needs to die or get over her daughter's death, I waved and smiled at low khar leng, one of those 'HAHA! IM FREE BITCH!' and I was snapping, smiling as I walked past Mr Choo, and said  - &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Sup cher? &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- you could see anger on his face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tommorow, Im rubbing it in to Ong, what she did to Rachel, she is gonna be paying for, for the next 4 years, im gonna get on her nerves so fucking bad. I never want to see Rachel cry again, :( its so heartbreaking, cause if i tried comforting her at the time, i would have gotten into MORE shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway, thats my summary for the week so far, oh and I cancelled tuition :) *happy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;So, till next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Kiekie..Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1949564153445562020?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1949564153445562020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1949564153445562020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1949564153445562020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1949564153445562020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-and-past-few-days.html' title='Today, and the past few days.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-908234751250972583</id><published>2008-07-19T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T07:07:53.948-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Church'/><title type='text'>Tagged, by Lyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;RULE 1:Each player of this game starts off with 15 weird things / habits / little known facts about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird habits /things / little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I say words like 'kurang ajar' , and 'weih' too much in real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sing outloud, even when people don't want me too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im the outcast of my family, cause i do sports.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have anger issues, and idk how to solve it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My mother is too protective of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im nice to alot of people, even the ones i don't like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can be as deep as I want too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im not a pervert, im flirting in a higher sense, and some people don't see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watch alot of cartoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Im practically bi-polar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watch desperate housewives sometimes! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sleep in class. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't think im hot, handsome or anything, i just tend to act vain sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watch porn without headphones when im home alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love mornings, from 6:50-9:30am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today was a good day. lol I woke up at 10:30, played some computer, watched in amazement how clean my house became, wondered if I should remove the price tag from Tasha's present, got ready for church, in record time :), and had a good day at church =].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                             I choose to tag :  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;EVERYONE WHO READS THIS!!!! cause i have no one else to tag. lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie..Out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-908234751250972583?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/908234751250972583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=908234751250972583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/908234751250972583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/908234751250972583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/tagged-by-lyn.html' title='Tagged, by Lyn'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-9098836007361672053</id><published>2008-07-18T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:12:29.283-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ever.'/><title type='text'>Why, So SERIOUS!?! [Day out with Friends]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AWESOME!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, it all started in school when I got there :D, First, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Albert&lt;/span&gt; was there , sleeping. as usual haha. Can't blame him really. We call him 'advance emo', cause he falls everyday, and he has no girlfriend.. (well neither do I, but what the heck), anyway, i stole his liquid paper, and coloured my pencil box :DD! xD im such a weirdo i know. :P anyway. then &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Daniel Haslem&lt;/span&gt; came, and we started dissing Tien Kit, as usual also. this time REALLY REALLY BAD! =DD oh the joy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we started lining up, and it was.. so funny lol, we were joking about EVERYTHING, xD the fun, was indescribeable..neway, i went back to class, and i learnt , that &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mikail's&lt;/span&gt; phone got confiscated (YESSSSS), its gonna happen to me one day, im kinda ready. blegh. i hope i don't get caught. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ANYWAY! BACK TO THE TOPIC!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;well then it was a pretty normal day, until I got to last period (Geography), where I suddenly got into the music mood, we were chanting father's name, stomping and clapping the tune of 'we will rock you', and just making noise. which i started, ALL of it :) *proud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to play street soccer, I didn't play that good today, though i scored a goal, not that impressive, but it was a good goal lol xP*perasaan*, anyway, then at about 1:30 we went to wait for the bus to Gurney, and thats where all the fun began x10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the bus, we were with Robert and Jeremy, Funny ass people la, i laughed so fucking hard. and unfortunately, we got to gurney quick, and had to part ways with them :(!!, anyway so Kwok Weng, Siddiq, Boris, Kevin Leong, and Me, went to Gurney, and Kevin and I, were playing the tune of '' We Will Rock You '' in gurney, ahh, teh fun lol xD. Well we walked around, and bought the tickets for '' Batman : The Dark Knight ". I SWEAR, THAT WAS THE BEST MOVIE EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went looking for a prezzie for Tasha , and I found 4 books she wanted, and a cute ass teddy bear, what I bought, :P i can't tell you. cause she'll read, and yeah. The books I found were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Septimus Heap : Magyk&lt;br /&gt;Septimus Heap : Lyke&lt;br /&gt;Septimus Heap : Queste &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Septimus Heap : Physik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and this white teddy bear, that looked cute ass. :P, and when walking out of MPH, Kevin and I, were singing this tune we came up with , rofl. And when we were ordering food, for the Movie, We were practically humming the order LOL! we rock. so hard. Then we walked into the Movie, and blah blah. THE MOVIE WAS FUCKING EPIC!@!@!@!@!@!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My FAVOURITE dialog from the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joker&lt;/span&gt; (Played by &lt;em&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/em&gt;) was!!! : &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Do you want to know, how I got my scars?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;See, my dad, he was a drinker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;And one night, he came back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CRAAAZIIERR then normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;My mother, grabed the kitchen knife to defend herself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Now my dad, oh he wasn't happy with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;So he took back the knife, and me watching, slaughtered my mother , while laughing maniacally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then he turns to me, walks over with the knife in his hand and says..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY, SO SERIOUS!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear, i love that line '' Why, so serious?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, we had to go home, blah blah, bought my present for Tasha. And Kevin owes me money, cause he borrowed to buy a present for his girlfriend (he has one, amazingly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, ate, took a shower, and im sitting right here, blogging about what I did today.&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow, is gonna be hella boring. I MISS YOU SEANNNNN! :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, thats all for now, i've got 2 more song posts which i wanna do, then i'm gonna go play ps2 or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, till then.&lt;br /&gt;KieKie Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-9098836007361672053?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/9098836007361672053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=9098836007361672053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/9098836007361672053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/9098836007361672053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/why-so-serious-day-out-with-friends.html' title='Why, So SERIOUS!?! [Day out with Friends]'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-4282124012576555100</id><published>2008-07-15T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:24:07.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song dedication(favourite song) #5</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Artist: &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Rod Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Song name:&lt;/span&gt; Have I told you lately?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you theres no one else above you&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles thats what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the morning sun in all its glory&lt;br /&gt;Greets the day with hope and comfort too&lt;br /&gt;You fill my life with laughter&lt;br /&gt;And somehow you make it better&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles thats what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres a love thats divine&lt;br /&gt;And its yours and its mine like the sun&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;We should give thanks and pray&lt;br /&gt;To the one, to the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you theres no one else above you&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles thats what you do&lt;br /&gt;Theres a love thats divine&lt;br /&gt;And its yours and its mine like the sun&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;We should give thanks and pray&lt;br /&gt;To the one, to the one&lt;br /&gt;And have I told you lately that I love you&lt;br /&gt;Have I told you theres no one else above you&lt;br /&gt;You fill my heart with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Take away my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles thats what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles thats what you do&lt;br /&gt;Take away all my sadness&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life with gladness&lt;br /&gt;Ease my troubles thats what you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Now THIS! is a song, that I truly love. and it is dedicated, to everyone who i love, has been there for me to ease my troubles, as it says. and just make me feel good :), and those people areeeeee! *drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sean&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tasha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jo-Nyee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Edelyn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kevin Leong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kwok Weng&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Benjamin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daniel Haslem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Albert&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Daryl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rachel*doesnt know her last name*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and last ! but not least!..James :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4282124012576555100?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4282124012576555100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4282124012576555100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4282124012576555100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4282124012576555100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/have-i-told-you-lately-that-i-love-you.html' title='Song dedication(favourite song) #5'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7264397477589495539</id><published>2008-07-15T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T08:07:06.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BOOM'/><title type='text'>23 Favourite things i've seen, read, heard, or thought off.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Cause, YOU! CAN'T! SEE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Your name makes my heart skip a beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Well, tell the  'they-sayers' that they can grab the nearest pole, and be creative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;See this heart? It beats your name and bleeds my pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;-This, is it boys! THIS IS WAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Women, are like supercomputers.. Just confusing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- (Stole this from Lyn) When you can live forever..what do you live for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Damnn kurang ajar la the fellar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;You wait, one day.. i'll bring knuckles, rotan, mathemathic book and ajar you.. you wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;*does the moonwalk* KABOOM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;You live to please no one, but yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-When down and out, and the world is closing down, be like an ant, never give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;To the world, you may be one person, but to one person, you may be the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Open up your mind, and feel like me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven't got a clue, but let me start by saying, I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- I KNOW RIGHT!?! I love me too :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;If wanting you, but not having you, was a sin, i should book my place in hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-im weird, i know.. DONT JUDGE ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;-Your mother is gonna wake up in a drain tommorow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sup weiiiiiiih&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Its hard, living wanting something, but we all have to do it sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-*in creepy ghost voice*I spy, with my little eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;KieKie..Sayonara.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7264397477589495539?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7264397477589495539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7264397477589495539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7264397477589495539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7264397477589495539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/favourite-quotes-and-or-sayings.html' title='23 Favourite things i&apos;ve seen, read, heard, or thought off.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1951827755641680526</id><published>2008-07-12T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:01:33.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh, i hate using my brother's computer la. D: the typing is so hard. (-T^T-), and when you want to find songs, NEVER click on the songs, music file, LOL unless your horny or something, then go ahead! :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neway. went out with &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt; today, xD im sorry to aunty P, and Sean, for making him wait so long 3: .. well, we met up at MPH, and we had to find Lyn, xD was awkward at first, was MPH was where she and me acctually- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;YEAH OKAY! BACK TO TODAY KIERAN!!&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;or should I say yesterday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;) whatever la, you get me, well maybe not, But yeah..kay..whatever. lol anyway, we met up with Tash first, who left us, for the arcade, once we got to the movie place thingamabob, yeah... anyway. uh.. *thinks hard* OH YEAH ! we had to decide what we were gonna watch, and after like, forever(&lt;span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well maybe not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), we decided to watch - Get Smart - Funny ass show la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the arcade, and we tried to convice lyn to play SOMETHING!&lt;br /&gt;T_T we failed. xD NEXT TIME LYN! JUST THOU WAITTTT. well, after the arcade, we went too play pool. xD which, was, teh shitz. I can't tell you what we did there, or what we said! but, i can say, that I met adran, and some people. and after the movie, we went back, and he was there again. lol i beat a 16 year old(i think) im arm wrestling, hardest arm wrestling match of my life tbh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that~ Nicole, and Yu Ling(i think thats how its spelt) met up with us, and i got two new shirts *hugs mother* . xD then we went back to pool, and i .. uh " thought" Nic *Noel* how to play. but, due to natural retarded pool skills, she failed. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had to leave, blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary : Today.. was teh SHITZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song : Nightwish - The Islander (Lyrics in my last post) =] cya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie.. OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*P.S *does the moonwalk and macarena AT THE SAME TIME!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1951827755641680526?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1951827755641680526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1951827755641680526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1951827755641680526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1951827755641680526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahh-i-hate-using-my-brothers-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3987500006061606495</id><published>2008-07-12T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T08:41:54.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivating, Reminding Song Post # 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;Artist&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nightwish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span&gt;Song Name :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The Islander&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old man by a seashore&lt;br /&gt;At the end of day&lt;br /&gt;Gazes the horizon&lt;br /&gt;With seawinds in his face&lt;br /&gt;Tempest-tossed island&lt;br /&gt;Seasons all the same&lt;br /&gt;Anchorage unpainted&lt;br /&gt;And a ship without a name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea without a shore for the banished one unheard&lt;br /&gt;He lightens the beacon, light at the end of world&lt;br /&gt;Showing the way lighting hope in their hearts&lt;br /&gt;The ones on their travels homeward from afar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for long-forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Light at the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Horizon crying&lt;br /&gt;The tears he left behind long ago&lt;br /&gt;The albatross is flying&lt;br /&gt;Making him daydream&lt;br /&gt;The time before he became&lt;br /&gt;One of the world`s unseen&lt;br /&gt;Princess in the tower&lt;br /&gt;Children in the fields&lt;br /&gt;Life gave him it all:An island of the universe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now his love`s a memory&lt;br /&gt;A ghost in the fog&lt;br /&gt;He sets the sails one last time&lt;br /&gt;Saying farewell to the world&lt;br /&gt;Anchor to the water&lt;br /&gt;Seabed far below&lt;br /&gt;Grass still in his feet&lt;br /&gt;And a smile beneath his brow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for long-forgotten&lt;br /&gt;Light at the end of the world&lt;br /&gt;Horizon crying&lt;br /&gt;The tears he left behind so long ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This song just motivates me, relaxes me, reminds me. now, Sean is bugging me to go get his techno ._. .. I WILL BE BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie, Be Right Back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3987500006061606495?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3987500006061606495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3987500006061606495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3987500006061606495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3987500006061606495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/motivating-reminding-song-post-1.html' title='Motivating, Reminding Song Post # 1.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-6451874680166494591</id><published>2008-07-09T04:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T04:36:21.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh..</title><content type='html'>Oh teh Noe =[, yesterday was horrible T__T, i took the bus home from school, and this old lady, was practically molesting me! Dx orzz &lt;em&gt;(thank god she left quick),&lt;/em&gt; xDD i was on teh bus with Daniel Haslem.. love the fellar la. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i had to walk up nd blah blah, and i didn't eat. Mehh~ don't ask why, just didn't feel like it..&lt;br /&gt;And I ran up this slope, its in the pictures that i posted a long time ago~ in the hot sun, I got up, feeling a slight bit hungry, but with nothing to eat, i didn't care, and i started exercising, my normal 150-200 sit ups, and 60 push ups, and i went to drink water.. thats where it all went down hill..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt bloated and overheated, but I continued doing what i do when im home alone la, bathing etc etc. after my bath, i felt really..REALLY..dizzy.. i couldn't stand up straight, or walk for that matter.. I stood up and tried walking to the fridge, and i didn't make it&lt;em&gt;..(ofcourse) &lt;/em&gt;, and i threw up THREE times.. D: i felt horrible, so i left the computer, and went to sleep, woke up and i still kinda had the migrain, but mom had come back, and gave me McD.. xD oh teh joy of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then  my mother said i didn't need to go school, and idk why, but after that, i felt super duper good :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD so I woke up at like 11 today, chew'd chewing gum, and ate breakfast. played RS, and did a few sit-ups xD i wonder what happened at school..hmm~ I WILL FIND OUT! xP, anyway, i bloged cause i felt I wanted too, and AND! cause i didnt in along time, so yeah LIVE WITH ITT. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie, Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-6451874680166494591?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6451874680166494591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=6451874680166494591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6451874680166494591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6451874680166494591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/ahhh.html' title='ahhh..'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7041723974298892366</id><published>2008-07-05T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:27:50.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Dedication #4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Song Name&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; I Can't Smile Without You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Artist&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Barry Manilow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know I Can't Smile Without You, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Can't Smile Without You, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't laugh and I can't sing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm findin' it hard to do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see, I feel sad when you're sad, I feel glad when you're glad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; If You only knew what I'm going through, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just Can't Smile Without You.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; You came along just like a song and brightened my day, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who'd've believe that you were part of a dream &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now it all seems light years away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now you know I Can't Smile WIthout You, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Can't Smile Without You, I can't laugh and I can't sing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm finding it hard to do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You see, I feel sad when you're sad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel glad when you're glad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; If you only knew what I"m going through, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just can't smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Now some people sa y happiness takes so very long to find. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well I'm finding it hard leaving your love behind me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; And you see, I Can't Smile Without You, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I Can't Smile Without You, I can't laugh and I can't sing, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm findin' it hard to do anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Y ou see, I feel sad when you're sad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel glad when you're glad, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If You only knew what I'm going through, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just Can't Smile Without You &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; This song is dedicated to &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jo&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Tash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7041723974298892366?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7041723974298892366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7041723974298892366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7041723974298892366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7041723974298892366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-dedication-4_05.html' title='Song Dedication #4'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5702516944454127754</id><published>2008-07-05T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T08:11:19.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'>convo with Jo&amp;Lyn</title><content type='html'>ahh, me jo and lyn are having a convo, and i decided to blog about it:D&lt;br /&gt;and were on the topic of lyn and sean on-ing. xD and I said somethingg really..*perassann* deep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said! :&lt;br /&gt; You just make a good couple la, I can imagine *flashback*&lt;br /&gt; You and him walking on the beach, holding hands, the sun setting, and he looks at you&lt;br /&gt; He gives you THE look and you kiss as the sunsets, with the sea breeze blowing on both of you, he looks you in the eyes and you just forget the world around you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Reaction :&lt;br /&gt;[c=#FF8080].lyn @justlynlahh.blogspot.com[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;my god kie.....&lt;br /&gt;Jö-иÿee__ rawr. says:&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;Jö-иÿee__ rawr. says:&lt;br /&gt;kie&lt;br /&gt;Jö-иÿee__ rawr. says:&lt;br /&gt;u scare me&lt;br /&gt;c=#FF8080].lyn @justlynlahh.blogspot.com[/c] says:&lt;br /&gt;i don't like you!!!1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, i love both of them la (: which is why im dedicating my next song to both of them, and sean! =] thats all for now, got nothing else booming in the ol' coconut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5702516944454127754?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5702516944454127754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5702516944454127754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5702516944454127754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5702516944454127754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/convo-with-jo.html' title='convo with Jo&amp;Lyn'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-6308807587495458675</id><published>2008-07-05T07:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:38:57.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>song dedication #4</title><content type='html'>Song Name : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;99 red balloons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artist : &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Goldfinger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I in a little toy shop&lt;br /&gt;Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got&lt;br /&gt;Set them free at the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;'Til one by one they were gone&lt;br /&gt;Back at base, bugs in the software&lt;br /&gt;Flash the message, something's out there&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the summer sky&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-nine red balloons go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-nine red balloons&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the summer sky&lt;br /&gt;Panic bells, it's red alert&lt;br /&gt;There's something here from somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;The war machine springs to life&lt;br /&gt;Opens up one eager eye&lt;br /&gt;Focusing it on the sky&lt;br /&gt;As ninety-nine red balloons go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-nine decisions treat&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-nine ministers meet&lt;br /&gt;To worry, worry, super scurry&lt;br /&gt;Call out the troops now in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;This is what we've waited for&lt;br /&gt;This is it, boys, this is war&lt;br /&gt;The President is on the line&lt;br /&gt;As ninety-nine red balloons go by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neunundneunzig Kriegsminister&lt;br /&gt;Streichholz und Benzinkanister&lt;br /&gt;Hielten sich für schlaue Leute Witterten schon fette&lt;br /&gt;Beute Riefen: Krieg und wollten Macht Mann, wer hätte das gedacht?&lt;br /&gt;Daß es einmal so weit kommt&lt;br /&gt;Wegen neunundneunzig Luftballons&lt;br /&gt;Neunundneunzig Luftballons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety-nine dreams I have had&lt;br /&gt;And every one a red balloon&lt;br /&gt;It's all over, and I'm standing pretty&lt;br /&gt;In the dust that was a city&lt;br /&gt;I could find a souvenir&lt;br /&gt;Just to prove the world was here&lt;br /&gt;Here it is, a red balloon&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;This song, is dedicated to all my friends, who are fun! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jo-Nyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Sean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Lyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Tara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Daniel Haslem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Daniel Teoh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Kutu! xDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;coughyourmotherforagreatnightlastnightcough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-6308807587495458675?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/6308807587495458675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=6308807587495458675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6308807587495458675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/6308807587495458675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-dedication-4.html' title='song dedication #4'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8095524051378074166</id><published>2008-07-05T06:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:04:36.129-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song dedication to jo'/><title type='text'>Song dedication #3</title><content type='html'>Song Name : &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I see You Smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Artist : &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WhiteSnake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wondered if I'd ever make it through&lt;br /&gt;Through this world without having you&lt;br /&gt;I just wouldn't have a clue&lt;br /&gt;'Cos sometimes it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like this world's closing in on me&lt;br /&gt;And there's no way of breaking free&lt;br /&gt;And then I see you reach for me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna give up, I wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;And then I see you baby&lt;br /&gt;And everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile, I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;You know I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;I see it shining right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile, baby when I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;At me, oh yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby there's nothing in this world that could ever do&lt;br /&gt;What the touch of your hand can do&lt;br /&gt;It's like nothing that I ever knew&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain is falling, I don't feel it&lt;br /&gt;Cos' you're here with me now&lt;br /&gt;And one look at you baby is all I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;Is all I'll ever need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile, I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;You know I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;I see it shining right through the rain&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile, baby Baby when I see you smileAt me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wanna give up, I wanna give in&lt;br /&gt;I wanna quit the fight&lt;br /&gt;Then one look at you baby and everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Hey, everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile, I can face the world&lt;br /&gt;You know I can do anything&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I see a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;I see it shining right through the rain, yeh&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Yeh I can face the world, you know I can do anything now&lt;br /&gt;When I see you smile, oh yeh&lt;br /&gt;Baby, when I see you smile&lt;br /&gt;Smile at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Song dedication to Jo ( :] ) cause shes always somehow there for me when i feel emo, to cheer me up :D, love her lots- oh and jo when you read this. remember! :) im there if -you- need -me- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-When I see you smileee, i can face the world-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KieKie out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8095524051378074166?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8095524051378074166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8095524051378074166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8095524051378074166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8095524051378074166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-dedication-3.html' title='Song dedication #3'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7882571297951506583</id><published>2008-07-05T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:42:10.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression.'/><title type='text'>12.</title><content type='html'>You ever felt, like everything you've done, has just gone to waste, like the person you tried your best for, and even though you fucked up, just gave up? and it hurts so bad, you don't know what to do, you try crying or doing something..you wanna be with the people who comfort you, but their not there? Believe it or not, i feel it every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;well, i've done alot, for alot of people i care for, and the occasional extra for the extra, and even though it doesn't seem like alot, i try my best. i am a naturally idioctic person, who is fucking bad at reading body language, so, even though i flirt alot, and from the flirting promise alot, don't expect alot. unless you tell me to my face, what you want. &lt;em&gt;im that kind of person.&lt;/em&gt; So, naturally if you gimme a look, or movement, or even say something for that matter, only when im depressed or thinking hard, i will get it. making me hell depressed that i didn't notice earlier. and if you dedicate a song to me, or ask me to do something, that implies something, trust me, i will NEVER get it. I don't blame anyone, if they get irritated at me, or pissed at me for all the reasons above, its a natural flaw in me, that idk how to fix, all I know is, when im overjoyed to see something, i become very blur to the world, and its meanings. what cuts me deep is, if you just give up and act like i did everything wrong, and did nothing right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;this, i assure you isn't pointing to anyone. its a rant on how much i hurt sometimes, cause of my idiocy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;P.S - Kudo's to Jo for cheering me up while writing his emotic blog post lol *runs to kutu cave!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7882571297951506583?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7882571297951506583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7882571297951506583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7882571297951506583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7882571297951506583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/12.html' title='12.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3884266808751914720</id><published>2008-07-03T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T06:56:33.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry. song dedication'/><title type='text'>Song dedication 2:</title><content type='html'>Song Name : &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Will.i.am&lt;/span&gt; Feat. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Cheryl Cole&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Heartbreaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Look out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where it’s at (where it’s at)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know karma’s coming to pay me back (pay me back)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m with the sweetest thang that’s on the map (on the map)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I broke her heart in 30 seconds flat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In 30 seconds flat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now how did I (how did I)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just how did I become that kind of guy (kind of guy)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To look at girl and lie right in the eye (in the eye)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My momma told me willy that aint right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boy now that aint right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn’t mean to break your heart(I didn’t mean to break your heart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn’t mean to break ya heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B b b b break it baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker,I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker,I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Sheryl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A h h h h I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A h h h I’m a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where she go (where she go)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got some things I gotta let her know (let her know)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To fix the love now its impossible (its imposible)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But baby baby if we take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If we take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We can make it work make it work&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We just cant throw the love down in the dirt in the dirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You probly think that im a f**kin jerk cause the way I let you down it made you hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn’t mean to make you hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn’t mean to break your heart(I didn’t mean to break your heart)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m s s s sorry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I didn’t mean to break ya heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B b b b break it baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Look baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Sheryl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A h h h h im a heartA h h h ima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Sheryl &amp;amp; will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Break it down(Lets break it down)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Sheryl)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You’re my heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(Will.i.am)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I’m a heartbreaker&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A h h h h I’m a heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A h h h h I’m a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my song dedication to a very special girl to me, whom in reflection i've come to realise that I have probbally hurt her, or caused her confusion, and this is my way of saying im sorry to her. I trust her to know who she is, and for her to know, that if it was a sin to want her, then i think im going to hell for it, but i know i can't have her, cause i doubt i'll be a source of happyness anytime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;-Sorry, just sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kie&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3884266808751914720?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3884266808751914720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3884266808751914720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3884266808751914720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3884266808751914720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/song-dedication-2.html' title='Song dedication 2:'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-3087906070510108066</id><published>2008-07-02T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T07:10:22.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;I was thinking the other day, and i thought of all my friends, and the irritation i've probbally caused so to all my friends. Im sorry for:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've irritated you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've not listened&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've caused heartache (to a certain person)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everytime I haven't done something I should have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not listening and went on with what I had set on my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not being there to comfort when you needed me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being stubborn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not taking you seriously, when I should have&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Being such a busy-body to things you didn't wanna tell me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not understanding why or respecting your decisions to not tell me, or to do something&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Don't ask why the sudden apologises. I just want all of you to know, that no matter what happens, i'll still &lt;3&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-3087906070510108066?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/3087906070510108066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=3087906070510108066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3087906070510108066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/3087906070510108066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/07/hey.html' title='Hey.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-1309608895744922145</id><published>2008-06-30T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T03:21:40.058-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the boredom.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ahh'/><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ello!, lol its time for me to blog, cause im bored :(..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;xD i shall teh start with today in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i got there, i had the worse backache lolol. Idk why, but its always albert and me there alone, and the others come at like.. 7-7:20. yeahh, xD hella boring, anyway.. Daryl eventually arrived and we were talkin about how much we hated Tien Kit, and he was right there! LOL, &lt;em&gt;were so evil.. &lt;/em&gt;He only talks about Star Wars, tbh lol, and then Su Yang came, and he and Daryl, started talking bout Halo 3, never played it imo, but, from the way they were talking, sounds like counter-strike and star wars combined lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh Oh! we got a new student in class now :3. his name is &lt;em&gt;Mohd. Kamil.&lt;/em&gt; lol, hes quiet la, but most importantly!@ (HE KNOWS YEAN!) and apparantly, yean is shorter then Tash o.o.. and half my bone size. that is teh shocking xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh, it was fun la, school. apparantly, the geography teacher, the teacher i hate oh so much. Likes me, LOL! xD, she complimented my graph, &lt;em&gt;(awww!)&lt;/em&gt;, xD i pontenged and got to the curry mee line quick! YAY! *lari around*, ahh, im so lame it hurts. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school, i wanted to whack &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;arvin&lt;/span&gt; up, but then, teacher came T__T, I WILL HAVE REVENGE!, anyway, after school my brother had a meeting, so I had to stay back for a while, and accompany his girlfriend~, D: she stuffed with like a turkey!, first buying me fries, and forcing me to eat it, then fried chicken, though i have to admit, the chicken was teh tasty :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we came home, and we stoped at baskin robins on the way home with my brother and mother. xDD their motto is so..so crude!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217617127673143106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SGizIizzn0I/AAAAAAAAACA/_qw0uAvT-TU/s400/My+pic011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yeah lol, T^T my brother's girlfriend made me fold my clothes, D: orz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway! thats it for todayy :3! hope you didn't die reading xD baii~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Song : Arrested Devolpement - Mr. Wendal&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-1309608895744922145?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/1309608895744922145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=1309608895744922145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1309608895744922145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/1309608895744922145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SGizIizzn0I/AAAAAAAAACA/_qw0uAvT-TU/s72-c/My+pic011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8779220220979443723</id><published>2008-06-29T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T08:09:21.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SGelh_RZ8aI/AAAAAAAAABY/QRoiInSsLTw/s1600-h/My+pic005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217320696670712226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sounded so gay LOL, ahh, but i love him and his randomness :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then, we naturally continued to play RS and i started rotting even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then Sean called me at like 6:02 and asked me if i wanted to eat dinner with him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said no, initially and like, she told me '&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dude, you HAVE NOTHING BETTER TO DO AT HOME LA!&lt;/span&gt;' and unfortunately T__T he was correct, so I decided to go! XD woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I rushed to get ready cause he said he wanted me ready at 6:30, lol I went down at 6:30, but he wasn't there, xD didn't care much, his mother messaged me and said &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;' sean's taking a long time to get ready, we'll be there in 20minutes' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lol yeahhhh, xD so i walked around and took pictures, idk if their good :3 you tell me :D, i'll upload them on the next post &gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-4463522860887446090?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/4463522860887446090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=4463522860887446090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4463522860887446090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/4463522860887446090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='Today~'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-7200120978446569526</id><published>2008-06-28T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:29:18.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I hope they die.'/><title type='text'>i don't understand.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i dont understand my damn family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i mean, yeah okay, it was my fault on friday when i went out and didn't come back early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;but today, i just dont fucking understand la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mother first, snaps at me for NO DAMN REASON, just cause i said nvm to going to caltex to buy the sweets I normally buy for Tash, Sean and Myself, and she fucking snaps, but nvm, i let that past me, don't wanna see her and sean in a bad mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then just now, she says im snapping at her, when i've been talking politely all day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then, just now, she tells Sean i've been a bitch to her ALL week, and all i've done, was tell her that she stole my fucking T.V time on tuesday, and on friday she wasn't letting me stay out a bit longer. Then sean lectures me and advises me, about how i stay online too much (understandable), how I shouldn't snap at my mother cause shes been there all my life for me (understandable also) .. meh, it was okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then, i had to send Sean home, so I sent him to the car, first, my initial idea was to follow him, so i could spend a lil' more time with him, then my brother has another guy in the car and is like&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dont tell me your following weih', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WITHOUT EVEN SAYING HI! , ah w/e la, i mean its natural&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;for him. but then he asks me if mum gave me money to give him to eat, HE COULD FUCKING ASK HER WHEN HE CALLED HER, OR BEFORE HE LEFT, but NOOOOOO, he HAS to make me take the lift back, take money, go back down, go back up. I DONT UNDERSTAND HIM LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my mother was on the phone with this guy from America, he visited her recently, i kinda like him, idc what he and my mother do. its about fucking time she gets a boyfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and i was ranting to her about how senseless my brother was, and she told the guy&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yeah, i think i should hang up, hes ranting to me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;, whatever la, then when i walk back down, hes not there. So&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;naturally, you think he left already right?, he calls my mother, and says that he was downstairs and WHY DIDN'T I GO! le mah leh. then when i get back upstairs, she says&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;because of your shouting, uncle john&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(guy's name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hung up on me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WTF RIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then she can fucking go all emo, and start slamming things, gah, i wanna kill someone, but nooo, everyone doesn't listen to my side, and just takes my mother's side, cause shes so fucking nice to everyone execpt her damn son when he tries to live a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;IVE BEEN THERE through ALL her financial and personal problems, when my brother was out, EVERYTIME shes cried, i was there to comfort her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND SHE CAN FUCKING DO THIS TO ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gah, sometimes i wonder if i die, would she fucking care, or would she still blame me in my death. i wan't to cry it out, but i can't , fucking shit from god knows how damn long ago, dried up my eyes, nd made me immune to crying. fucking hurts, when you do so much for your family, but they always start turning back and snapping at you for something that wasn't your fault, or for doing something you've wanted to do for a fucking long time -_-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;song: Riot - Three Days Grace / Home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-7200120978446569526?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/7200120978446569526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=7200120978446569526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7200120978446569526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/7200120978446569526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-dont-understand.html' title='i don&apos;t understand.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-5466505635979855647</id><published>2008-06-28T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T06:18:33.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper-emonesaod ashdaness.</title><content type='html'>woo?!?!?! LOL im hyperrr~ :DDD, just now i was like, so quiet and normal, now im like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean: kieran, what am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;me: i don't know la Sean, why la! why? why?? why sean WHY!&lt;br /&gt;sean: kieran, SHUT THE FUCK UP LA!&lt;br /&gt;me: *studders* DONT JUDGE ME LA!@!@ :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   LOL!! xDD im irritating everyone :33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum just asked me a question, i was like ' huh wha? wha?!?!?!'&lt;br /&gt; sean was like, ' kieran, quiet la!'&lt;br /&gt;    LOL then im like ' wh-wha-what la!? DONT JUDGE ME!'&lt;br /&gt;         now hes askking me questions LOLOL xDD im laughing like a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOL its so hyper in the house now la. idk its scaring me LOLL xDDD~ i shall now teh give this linkeh to lynlyn to see how she reacts :3 WOOO! go me *runsaround* buahah?!@?!#?!?#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xDD and just now, i was sitting with her (lyn) in teh church grotto, and her brother was irritating, WHY LYN! WHY! (T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S  xD church was teh fun, xD always is:DD&lt;br /&gt;P.P.S xD *lari around causing thunderstorms* OO A MONKEY!@!@!@ *chases monkey* ahh1@!@ monkey chasin gme?! *falls over dies* xD wtfbbq?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-5466505635979855647?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/5466505635979855647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=5466505635979855647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5466505635979855647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/5466505635979855647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/hyper-emonesaod-ashdaness.html' title='hyper-emonesaod ashdaness.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8860982827745433302</id><published>2008-06-27T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T20:45:43.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song dedication to everyone I love.'/><title type='text'>Song dedication #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Song title : Aaron Neville feat. Linda Rondstadt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(damn that was hard to remember)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at this face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I know the years are showin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I still dont know where its goin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont know much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And that may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All I need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at these eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;They never seen what mattered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at these dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So beaten and so battered, hooooh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont know much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And that may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All I need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So many questions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Still left unanswered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ive never broken through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And when I feel you near me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sometimes I see so clearly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;The only truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ive ever known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Is me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at this man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So blessed with inspiration&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Look at this soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Still searching for salvation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont know much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And that may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All I need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont know much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All I need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dont know much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;But I know I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;That may be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All there is to know, whoaohohohah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That was my first song dedication to everyone I love :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8860982827745433302?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/feeds/8860982827745433302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3708924393906448751&amp;postID=8860982827745433302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8860982827745433302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8860982827745433302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/song-dedication-1.html' title='Song dedication #1'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3708924393906448751.post-8824275392213558915</id><published>2008-06-27T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T02:16:29.272-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xD first blog thingamabob'/><title type='text'>rawr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;xD yay, i secretly started a blog, to express myself, and my love for tash, not too tash?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;( :X )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;weee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3708924393906448751-8824275392213558915?l=whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8824275392213558915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3708924393906448751/posts/default/8824275392213558915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenidiotspeaks.blogspot.com/2008/06/rawr.html' title='rawr.'/><author><name>Kieran Paresh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17926268094844837324</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9KU2BZ8ZUiU/SNzjQmtcvvI/AAAAAAAAAGY/HMMSNttSIok/S220/My+pic044.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
