<?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-20034213</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:27:17.117+08:00</updated><category term='this'/><category term='hearing'/><category term='am'/><category term='why'/><category term='i'/><title type='text'>- BenBen -</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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so what if we're role models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm sorry I'm not just cut out to be part of you all, I'm sorry I'm not you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't just label me as part of your gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3914591779733640197?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3914591779733640197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3914591779733640197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3914591779733640197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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"a love like this can never truly die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now the show's over and I've got to disguise the thing I've become.&lt;br /&gt;I only wish I could stop laughing!&lt;br /&gt;I grin because the joke is on them this time!&lt;br /&gt;They don't have a clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm consumes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I immerse myself in sick reflection...)&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me.&lt;br /&gt;I taste the tears of sweet indulgence, pain and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the visions inside my head...&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness will haunt you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I immerse myself in sick reflection...)&lt;br /&gt;Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what little regret I have...&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me a killer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the face of death standing right behind you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet you're oblivious to my cold breath on your neck.&lt;br /&gt;Is it just too easy?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just too good at this?&lt;br /&gt;I am the chosen one.&lt;br /&gt;I am the end of all and now you are mine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm consumes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I immerse myself in sick reflection...)&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me.&lt;br /&gt;I taste the tears of sweet indulgence, pain and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the visions inside my head...&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness will haunt you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I immerse myself in sick reflection...)&lt;br /&gt;Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what little regret I have...&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me a killer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw your eyes today in a memory painted in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;You smiled and said to me, "a love like this can never truly die."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say you're right and the nightmare ends, we wake up side by side.&lt;br /&gt;What makes you think that I would let you live?&lt;br /&gt;I've really lost my mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behold, for I am the will of the reaper!&lt;br /&gt;Beg for the mercy of your worthless angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As relief washes over me, calm consumes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I immerse myself in sick reflection...)&lt;br /&gt;I shut my eyes and once again the pleasure strangles me.&lt;br /&gt;I taste the tears of sweet indulgence, pain and fantasy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the visions inside my head...&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness will haunt you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I immerse myself in sick reflection...)&lt;br /&gt;Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, what little regret I have...&lt;br /&gt;Does that make me a killer?&lt;br /&gt;[x3] &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, CA should be coming up soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling bored everyday. Andd maths kills me everyday in tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raaawwwrrrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5479198535213899592?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5479198535213899592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5479198535213899592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5479198535213899592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5479198535213899592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2010/02/hymn-for-shameless-saw-your-eyes-today.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8635798894853446709</id><published>2010-02-11T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:24:24.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="873" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42aqGJdoR84&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42aqGJdoR84&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;hd=1&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="873" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 1st week of the term is close to over, and to be honest, a bit of regret arises.&lt;br /&gt;The topics are of so much difference in Secondary school. Andd I have to wake up so early. Shiiitttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, this can't change the fact that at least it's better than staying at home all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hello everybody ~&lt;br /&gt;CNY around the corner ~&lt;br /&gt;Andd uh, I think I'll go back YY for fun :3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8635798894853446709?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8635798894853446709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8635798894853446709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8635798894853446709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8635798894853446709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-1st-week-of-term-is-close-to-over.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1963840275229209793</id><published>2010-01-27T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T23:59:24.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Alesana - Curse Of The Virgin Canvas"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am here to tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;A story that will torture your thoughts by day and poison your dreams by night.&lt;br /&gt;And though I will do my best, there are no words&lt;br /&gt;that can be written nor brush strokes laid on canvas&lt;br /&gt;that can describe the stark and utter horror of the night that Annabel died.&lt;br /&gt;The emptiness will haunt you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a nightmare, is my Annabel really gone?&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are stung by daylight, I find it hard to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Her body teases me as the sun reveals the dawn.&lt;br /&gt;The smell of blood still crawls, I kiss you softly goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, lay in my arms and cuddle me close.&lt;br /&gt;Soon this will be just an awful memory...&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be able to sleep again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel lie to me and tell me I'm dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;(please wake me up, please wake me).&lt;br /&gt;A girl like you will always be such a tragic part of me.&lt;br /&gt;(oh ecstasy you torture me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch the blood drip from the corners of your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Your icy flesh is lying, your pallid skin still glows.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to believe what my eyes are seeing now.&lt;br /&gt;You're still so beautiful and yet so morbidly still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, lay in my arms and cuddle me close.&lt;br /&gt;Soon this will be just an awful memory...&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be able to sleep again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel lie to me and tell me I'm dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;(please wake me up, please wake me).&lt;br /&gt;A girl like you will always be such a tragic part of me.&lt;br /&gt;(oh ecstasy you torture me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet revenge... He will pay, he will pay my dear.&lt;br /&gt;Empty eyes accuse a face so evil, I'm coming undone.&lt;br /&gt;The mirror says it all, a crimson story of innocence lost.&lt;br /&gt;Empty eyes accuse a face so evil, I'm coming undone.&lt;br /&gt;What have I done to her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So terribly memory returns of her struggle, of her screams, of her.&lt;br /&gt;Lord forgive me!&lt;br /&gt;My stomach heaves as I see the blood that covers me.&lt;br /&gt;Blood that was once hers.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a monster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Such an awful memory... Will I ever be able to sleep again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My angel lie to me and tell me I'm dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;(please wake me up, please wake me).&lt;br /&gt;A girl like you will always be such a tragic part of me.&lt;br /&gt;(oh ecstasy you torture me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet revenge... He will pay, he will pay my dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A mirror never lies.&lt;br /&gt;They know.&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows.&lt;br /&gt;Do you not see what they see?&lt;br /&gt;A mirror never lies.&lt;br /&gt;I see what they see. Everybody knows. Everybody knows.) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year? I feel late.&lt;br /&gt;Okkkk so nothing much happened, now uh, appealing to TPJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got into DET*Games Nanyang Poly, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Mao dun oh ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1963840275229209793?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1963840275229209793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1963840275229209793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1963840275229209793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1963840275229209793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2010/01/alesana-curse-of-virgin-canvas-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1313851724950733081</id><published>2009-12-28T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:41:42.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soo, uh, it's gonna be January soon.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I don't really mind the month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just the results, ya?&lt;br /&gt;So afraid I'll like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always the unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The Thespian"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Baby) why are you doing this to me&lt;br /&gt;(Sweetheart) Are those your eyes staring straight back at me&lt;br /&gt;(Angel) I see your smile everywhere&lt;br /&gt;(Darling, stop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night falls and I'm running in circles&lt;br /&gt;I'm being chased by my imagination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm forgiven say you'll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Say that everything is over, tell me I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;No one deserves to live like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch your lips and stare in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You smile and it makes me fly&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason my heart beats&lt;br /&gt;Tonight it's just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night as dark as my thoughts sets the scene for my return&lt;br /&gt;Lightning nips at my heels as I race home&lt;br /&gt;Wearily I stagger towards the song of her pale voice&lt;br /&gt;Demons jeer my attempt to be free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm forgiven say you'll always be mine&lt;br /&gt;Say that everything is over, tell me I'm fine&lt;br /&gt;No one deserves to live like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touch your lips and stare in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You smile and it makes me fly&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason my heart beats&lt;br /&gt;Tonight its just you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Windows cast her gentle reflection&lt;br /&gt;Her somber silhouette dances for me&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, it's her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at you, you miserable fool&lt;br /&gt;Get off your knees, your prayers fall upon deaf ears&lt;br /&gt;Gods turned his back on you, heavens gates are shut&lt;br /&gt;And now you're knocking on the devils door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been expecting you for some time, sir&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to introduce myself&lt;br /&gt;I'm the one who pulls on all the strings, son&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky I don't kill you where you stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I raise my glass for I know its time to move on&lt;br /&gt;(this can't be real. there's nothing left)&lt;br /&gt;My patience will not last, tomorrow I will be gone&lt;br /&gt;(all hope has failed. Ive lost my soul) &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1313851724950733081?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1313851724950733081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1313851724950733081&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1313851724950733081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1313851724950733081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/12/soo-uh-its-gonna-be-january-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2006974062409705347</id><published>2009-12-02T21:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:11:17.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Start of Dec, ending of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Soon another life will begin; O level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh man it's so boring now.&lt;br /&gt;Must go exercise to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"The Cheap Bouquet - Pierce The Veil"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay young and at the top of our lungs&lt;br /&gt;Our hands are free&lt;br /&gt;Our lives have just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting dark, we should go back&lt;br /&gt;But what's the use if what you love is what you have?&lt;br /&gt;And I could die right now&lt;br /&gt;For something beautiful to take me somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I try to calm down&lt;br /&gt;As I drag myself along these severed hands&lt;br /&gt;(Severed hands) Are doing the very best they can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna buy a cheap bouquet&lt;br /&gt;Before it dies on the display&lt;br /&gt;(Gonna break down)&lt;br /&gt;Break down the better side of me&lt;br /&gt;(The better side of me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I know, I know if I die young&lt;br /&gt;Then we can wake up screaming in your bed&lt;br /&gt;And our lungs are begging us to calm down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I scare myself with all that talk of severing&lt;br /&gt;Doing the best or so it seems&lt;br /&gt;(You've been mistaken)&lt;br /&gt;Your finger's on the scale&lt;br /&gt;(Burn like you never have before&lt;br /&gt;Stop, drop and roll don't work in hell)&lt;br /&gt;So what if I forget regret?&lt;br /&gt;So what if I...&lt;br /&gt;So what if I forget regret?&lt;br /&gt;So what if I...&lt;br /&gt;So what if I...&lt;br /&gt;So what if I...&lt;br /&gt;So what if I...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that I...&lt;br /&gt;That I've wrote this line a thousand times&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;Forget regret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This must be the way it ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calm down as I drag myself along&lt;br /&gt;These severed hands are doing the very best they can&lt;br /&gt;As I drive my car into the sea&lt;br /&gt;(I taste you like a hammer through my teeth)&lt;br /&gt;Will someone tell me what it means to be alive?&lt;br /&gt;It feels just like the feeling when you die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all right, I'm dead and I don't care if it's cold outside anymore&lt;br /&gt;So come on, let's have some fucking fun&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2006974062409705347?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2006974062409705347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2006974062409705347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2006974062409705347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2006974062409705347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/12/start-of-dec-ending-of-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3147026716565681434</id><published>2009-11-24T11:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:14:13.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, holidays been boring so far.&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, eat, play, sleep, eat, play, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much the same routine.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating pepper lunch. O_o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cinematic Sunrise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Crossing Our Fingers For The Summer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter's come,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm cold,&lt;br /&gt;Singing along to this courtesy call,&lt;br /&gt;A reminder that the season is near.&lt;br /&gt;The wait's now over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I follow the skyline,&lt;br /&gt;A familiar melody takes my breath away,&lt;br /&gt;In time, the lights and the street signs show me,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to&lt;br /&gt;A mental feeling that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;Winter's passing as I slumber,&lt;br /&gt;Crossing our fingers for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that each night must end,&lt;br /&gt;But with our eyes, maybe we'll just pretend&lt;br /&gt;This weather could last forever&lt;br /&gt;No need for saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I follow the skyline,&lt;br /&gt;A familiar melody takes my breath away,&lt;br /&gt;In time, the lights and the street signs show me,&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to&lt;br /&gt;A mental feeling that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;Winter's passing as I slumber,&lt;br /&gt;Crossing our fingers for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our nights searching for this,&lt;br /&gt;A star to turn into a wave,&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;I think that we can make it rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to&lt;br /&gt;A mental feeling that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;Winter's passing as I slumber,&lt;br /&gt;Crossing our fingers for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up to&lt;br /&gt;A mental feeling that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;Winter's passing as I slumber,&lt;br /&gt;Crossing our fingers for the summer.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3147026716565681434?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3147026716565681434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3147026716565681434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3147026716565681434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3147026716565681434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1998156680738053181</id><published>2009-11-22T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:36:28.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;And yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company nowadays - Shakespeare&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I should give up on all these thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Why not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say hi. Once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1998156680738053181?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1998156680738053181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1998156680738053181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1998156680738053181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1998156680738053181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-yet-to-say-truth-reason-and-love.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1772570584846322376</id><published>2009-11-21T08:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T08:09:59.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And I will see you someday again in the clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Odd job is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why is this always happening? &lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha, I keep trying, I keep failing.&lt;br /&gt;Then I try again, and I fail some more.&lt;br /&gt;With hesitations, I still fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but each time it doesn't happens, I feel so sad.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Empty With You"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lost anything except my mind&lt;br /&gt;Expect a thousand confessions that you will not find&lt;br /&gt;I try to take off my head sometimes,&lt;br /&gt;because I can't escape the memories&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lost anything except my mind (except my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be empty&lt;br /&gt;and I can be right here empty with you&lt;br /&gt;or you could be hollow&lt;br /&gt;and I can be right here hollow with you&lt;br /&gt;If you want to say goodbye to everything,&lt;br /&gt;I could say goodbye too&lt;br /&gt;I can be right here empty with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't wasted anything except my time (except my time)&lt;br /&gt;Forget the treasures we burned because we'll be just fine&lt;br /&gt;I try to take off my head sometimes&lt;br /&gt;because I can't escape for the life of me,&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lost anything except my mind (my mind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be empty&lt;br /&gt;and I can be right here empty with you&lt;br /&gt;or you could be hollow,&lt;br /&gt;and I can be right here hollow with you&lt;br /&gt;If you want to say goodbye to everything&lt;br /&gt;I could say goodbye too&lt;br /&gt;I can be right here empty with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going underground&lt;br /&gt;Instead of calling them up&lt;br /&gt;Instead of running 'cause your still breathing&lt;br /&gt;Instead of swallowing lies&lt;br /&gt;Instead of buried alive&lt;br /&gt;Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding&lt;br /&gt;If you need a confession, I'm guilty&lt;br /&gt;Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Do you think I feel sorry? Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Instead of going underground&lt;br /&gt;Instead of calling them out&lt;br /&gt;Let's twist the knife 'til they can't stop bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be empty&lt;br /&gt;and I can be right here empty with you&lt;br /&gt;or you could be hollow&lt;br /&gt;and I can be right here hollow with you&lt;br /&gt;If you want to say goodbye to everything&lt;br /&gt;I could say goodbye too&lt;br /&gt;I can be right here empty with you &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1772570584846322376?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1772570584846322376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1772570584846322376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1772570584846322376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1772570584846322376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-i-will-see-you-someday-again-in.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3363822884416252565</id><published>2009-11-19T14:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:29:59.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I need to go somewhere where I can shout as loud as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3363822884416252565?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3363822884416252565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3363822884416252565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3363822884416252565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3363822884416252565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2084897516625902107</id><published>2009-11-18T11:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:56:54.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End of chalet.&lt;br /&gt;No more anything. Rejoice? Hm yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel good.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel addicted to you.&lt;br /&gt;But your words have no meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;What is this they call love?&lt;br /&gt;Is it when you think about her all the time?&lt;br /&gt;Is it when you want her to be beside you forever?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Help me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2084897516625902107?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2084897516625902107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2084897516625902107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2084897516625902107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2084897516625902107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-chalet.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8715311113350443491</id><published>2009-11-13T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T22:52:06.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>End of story, no more shit, no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally don't have to face anything other than the walls in my house.&lt;br /&gt;But it feels all so weird, yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"The Undertaker's Thirst For Revenge Is Unquenchable (The Final Battle)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are glistening with the ghosts of my past&lt;br /&gt;The memories that we once had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've turned the world against me&lt;br /&gt;I'm only trying to win them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes sewn shut&lt;br /&gt;To shut down and bathe in these words about me&lt;br /&gt;And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Standing alone with your eyes to the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together&lt;br /&gt;Worlds are ruined this way,&lt;br /&gt;And we've all been there time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the battle always seem so still&lt;br /&gt;And I will see you someday again in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;And I will see you someday again in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world's a stage!&lt;br /&gt;And all the world's a stage!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my eyes sewn shut&lt;br /&gt;To shut down and bathe in these words about me&lt;br /&gt;And now you're standing alone with your eyes to the sun&lt;br /&gt;Standing alone with your eyes to the sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That heaven and earth may strike their sounds together&lt;br /&gt;Worlds are ruined this way,&lt;br /&gt;And we've all been there time and time again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are glistening with the ghosts of my past&lt;br /&gt;And what we once had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the world's a stage&lt;br /&gt;I existed because I dreamed&lt;br /&gt;And well, I dream no more&lt;br /&gt;I've given up on the entire human race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken:]&lt;br /&gt;Empty... is the sky before the sun wakes up&lt;br /&gt;Empty... is the eyes of animals in cages&lt;br /&gt;Empty... the faces of women in mourning&lt;br /&gt;When everything has been taken from them&lt;br /&gt;Me? Don't ask me about empty&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8715311113350443491?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8715311113350443491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8715311113350443491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8715311113350443491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8715311113350443491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/end-of-story-no-more-shit-no-more.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-799944972552113845</id><published>2009-11-11T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T20:16:35.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In 2 days, O levels will end. Felt like it just started, meh.&lt;br /&gt;Time for the no life me to go in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Do What You Do"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is telling me the speed I should be travelling&lt;br /&gt;So watch me take the lead&lt;br /&gt;No one is telling me the speed I should be travelling&lt;br /&gt;So watch me take the lead, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an engine in my body&lt;br /&gt;With every beat it lets me breathe&lt;br /&gt;There is a machine within my body&lt;br /&gt;If I could keep up with that machine that's in my body&lt;br /&gt;I could do anything, be anything, see anything&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the beat within my body&lt;br /&gt;If I keep up with it could I catch myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fake for the sake of saving face?&lt;br /&gt;You can work, you can play&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fake for the sake of saving face?&lt;br /&gt;You can move as you make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, quick, quick, come fix me up&lt;br /&gt;I need to make my move (Make my move)&lt;br /&gt;This damn machine doesn't work the way that it used to&lt;br /&gt;But that's what I get for taking it for granted&lt;br /&gt;(I never even meant it, never even meant it)&lt;br /&gt;That's what I get for taking it for granted&lt;br /&gt;(No, I never even meant it, never even meant it)&lt;br /&gt;If I keep up with it can I catch myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fake for the sake of saving face?&lt;br /&gt;You can work, you can play&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fake for the sake of saving face?&lt;br /&gt;You can move as you make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is telling me the speed I should be travelling&lt;br /&gt;So watch me take the lead (Watch me take the lead)&lt;br /&gt;No one is telling me the speed I should be travelling&lt;br /&gt;So watch me take the lead (Watch me take the lead)&lt;br /&gt;No one is telling me the speed I should be travelling (No one, no one)&lt;br /&gt;So watch me, watch me take the lead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fake for the sake of saving face?&lt;br /&gt;You can work, you can play&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been fake for the sake of saving face?&lt;br /&gt;You can move as you make&lt;br /&gt;From the cradle to the grave&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't matter what they say&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-799944972552113845?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7975201079201448896</id><published>2009-11-07T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T22:33:05.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Loser"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loser can win whenever they want to&lt;br /&gt;All that they gotta, gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down (bring you down)&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loser can win whenever they choose to&lt;br /&gt;All that they gotta, gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down (bring you down)&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read of a man up in a room&lt;br /&gt;Who can control everything I do&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know?&lt;br /&gt;What do I know?&lt;br /&gt;And if the story of the man isn't true&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me what I should do&lt;br /&gt;Should I take off the blindfold?&lt;br /&gt;Or do what I'm told?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loser can win whenever they want to&lt;br /&gt;All that they gotta, gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down (bring you down)&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loser can win whenever they choose to&lt;br /&gt;All that they gotta, gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down (bring you down)&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is morality real to me?&lt;br /&gt;Can I believe in what I cannot see?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, I will not be sold (I will not be sold)&lt;br /&gt;The world has this ability&lt;br /&gt;To make a life of sin look sweet&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, this can't be complete (this can't be complete)&lt;br /&gt;Oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;about the life I chose&lt;br /&gt;I won't believe&lt;br /&gt;I won't be so naive until I go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;'til these eyes close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;about the life I chose&lt;br /&gt;I won't believe&lt;br /&gt;I won't be so naive until I go&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we'll never know&lt;br /&gt;'til my eyes close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loser can win whenever they want to&lt;br /&gt;All that they gotta, gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down (bring you down)&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A loser can win whenever they choose to&lt;br /&gt;All that they gotta, gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down (bring you down)&lt;br /&gt;Is bring you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read of a man up in a room&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, 3 more papers left. (Well, technically 5)&lt;br /&gt;Then, I'm just gonna stay at home and stone my holidays away, seeing that, well, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7975201079201448896?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7975201079201448896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7975201079201448896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7975201079201448896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7975201079201448896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/11/loser-loser-can-win-whenever-they-want.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-9021238153837273305</id><published>2009-11-04T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T20:36:56.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VACwU-D2TSY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VACwU-D2TSY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"That 70's Song"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately I've been walking&lt;br /&gt;From all these places that I cannot stand&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just my history talking&lt;br /&gt;Or I'm refusing to supply your demands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say the storm will pass&lt;br /&gt;We'll work it out&lt;br /&gt;The road can get a little rough sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I'll move it fast without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts will beat in separate rooms tonight&lt;br /&gt;But tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;This last second chance is blown&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;I got another you at home&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone, alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lately you've been knocking&lt;br /&gt;But I never really listened or cared&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I told you I was walking&lt;br /&gt;I was reeling her in with my stare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say the storm will pass&lt;br /&gt;We'll work it out&lt;br /&gt;The road can get a little rough sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I'll move it fast without a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts will beat in separate rooms tonight&lt;br /&gt;But tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;This last second chance is blown&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;I got another you at home&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone, alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;This last second chance is blown&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;I got another you at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;This last second chance is blown&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone&lt;br /&gt;I got another you at home&lt;br /&gt;Baby, we belong alone, alone&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When everything else fails.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7723123267905594971</id><published>2009-10-21T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T00:49:58.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jc5RmcxI6co&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jc5RmcxI6co&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should listen, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Can You Keep A Secret?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true that I'm a silver shadow&lt;br /&gt;And you are always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You need to get over here; we'll disappear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secret's safe, and no one has to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm your getaway, and a little bit more than you can take&lt;br /&gt;I can make everything feel so damn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've sworn we disappeared tonight&lt;br /&gt;Come on and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;Come on and dance with me, baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know I just appeared tonight?&lt;br /&gt;You want to dance with me&lt;br /&gt;You want to dance with me all night&lt;br /&gt;Nobody there will ever see us&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, don't walk; it's just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, dance with me&lt;br /&gt;You want to dance with me&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon we're heading to a place where I'll prove&lt;br /&gt;I'm all you want and more&lt;br /&gt;You need to let it unfold just like you're told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secret's safe, and no one has to know&lt;br /&gt;I'm your getaway, and a little bit more than you can take&lt;br /&gt;I can make everything feel so good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've sworn we disappeared tonight&lt;br /&gt;Come on and dance with me&lt;br /&gt;Come on and dance with me, baby&lt;br /&gt;And don't you know I just appeared tonight?&lt;br /&gt;You want to dance with me&lt;br /&gt;You want to dance with me all night&lt;br /&gt;Nobody there will ever see us&lt;br /&gt;Don't talk, don't walk; it's just the two of us&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, dance with me&lt;br /&gt;You want to dance with me&lt;br /&gt;Dance with me, baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon (Dance with me) we're heading to a place where I'll prove&lt;br /&gt;I'm all you want and more&lt;br /&gt;(Dance with me, dance with me baby)&lt;br /&gt;You need to let it unfold just like you're told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your secret's safe, and no one has to know&lt;br /&gt;(Dance with me, dance with me baby)&lt;br /&gt;I'm your getaway, and a little bit more than you can take&lt;br /&gt;(Dance with me, dance with me baby)&lt;br /&gt;I can make everything feel so good&lt;br /&gt;(Dance with me, dance with me baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're secret's safe, and no one has to know&lt;br /&gt;(I could've sworn we disappeared tonight)&lt;br /&gt;I'm your getaway, and a little bit more than you can take&lt;br /&gt;(Come on and dance with me)&lt;br /&gt;(Come on and dance with me, baby)&lt;br /&gt;I ca make everything feel so damn good&lt;br /&gt;(And don't you know I just appeared tonight?)&lt;br /&gt;(You want to dance with me)&lt;br /&gt;(You want to dance with me all night)&lt;br /&gt;Your secret's safe, and no one has to know I'm your&lt;br /&gt;(Nobody there will ever see us)&lt;br /&gt;(Don't talk, don't walk; it's just the two of us)&lt;br /&gt;(Dance with me, dance with me)&lt;br /&gt;(You want to dance with me)&lt;br /&gt;I can make everything feel so damn good&lt;br /&gt;(Dance with me, baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good, good, feel so damn good, good&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7723123267905594971?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7723123267905594971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7723123267905594971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7723123267905594971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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confidence but you never taught it how to stay&lt;br /&gt;And if I learned one thing, it's that you always have a price to pay&lt;br /&gt;I've heard one man's trash is another man's treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Sobriety, do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Or how to say my name?&lt;br /&gt;Do remember when we were friends,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah all the way back then (all the way back then)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Hey! Hey! Miss Confidence do you remember&lt;br /&gt;when you kept me safe?&lt;br /&gt;Are my eyes deceiving? Are you believing?&lt;br /&gt;Or have I made you lose your faith?&lt;br /&gt;One man's pain is another man's pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Sobriety, do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Or how to say my name?&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember when we were friends,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah all the way back then&lt;br /&gt;One man's trash is another man's treasure&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wonder why I even left her&lt;br /&gt;One man's pain is another man's pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd get so low&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I could get so low&lt;br /&gt;This is as far as I will go&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd get so low&lt;br /&gt;When I stop the diggin' it's the bottom I know&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd get so low&lt;br /&gt;Direct me which way I should go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man's trash is another man's treasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Miss Sobriety, do you remember me?&lt;br /&gt;Or how to say my name?&lt;br /&gt;Do remember when we were friends,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah all the way back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One man's trash is another man's treasure&lt;br /&gt;Don't you wonder why I even left her&lt;br /&gt;One man's pain is another man's pleasure&lt;br /&gt;If I could find a way to do this over&lt;br /&gt;One man's trash is another man's treasure&lt;br /&gt;I should have known that she could be my savior&lt;br /&gt;One man's pain is another man's pleasure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I could get so low&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd get so low&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I could get so low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd get so low&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I could get so low [x2]&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially 6 more days to the first.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel the urge, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I might go psychotic one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5236979661650851260</id><published>2009-10-18T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:12:39.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haplessly trying, even knowing the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Doctor"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a rookie paramedic to a siren&lt;br /&gt;Praying for an accident&lt;br /&gt;Nobody will let me walk&lt;br /&gt;Until I've got no back up&lt;br /&gt;Until they're out of control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emergency&lt;br /&gt;Brought you to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your doctor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cure&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your medicine and more&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you can rest assure&lt;br /&gt;I'm your doctor, I'm your cure&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a secret&lt;br /&gt;Please don't repeat it&lt;br /&gt;I took the chemicals we took to make our chemistry&lt;br /&gt;And I remixed it&lt;br /&gt;It didn't fix it&lt;br /&gt;All it did was make our memories a blur to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emergency&lt;br /&gt;Brought you, brought you to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your doctor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cure&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your medicine and more&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you can rest assure&lt;br /&gt;I'm your doctor, I'm your cure&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be, I'll be your cure &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be, I'll be yours&lt;br /&gt;I'll be, I'll be your whore&lt;br /&gt;I'll be, I'll be your cure &lt;i&gt;[x2]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be, I'll be yours&lt;br /&gt;I'll be, I'll be your cure &lt;i&gt;[x3]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This emergency&lt;br /&gt;Brought you to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your doctor&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cure&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your medicine and more&lt;br /&gt;Yeah you can rest assure&lt;br /&gt;I'm your doctor, I'm your cure&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it for me.....this is it for me...this is it for me...this is it for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it for me! &lt;i&gt;[x4]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5236979661650851260?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5236979661650851260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5236979661650851260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5236979661650851260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5236979661650851260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/10/haplessly-trying-even-knowing.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2484776743331978830</id><published>2009-10-15T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T22:34:24.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8kqeNFUiksA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8kqeNFUiksA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"What A Catch, Donnie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch woah-oh&lt;br /&gt;You'll never catch us so just let me be instead&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine 'til the hospital or american embassy&lt;br /&gt;Miss Flack said I still want you back&lt;br /&gt;Miss Flack said I still want you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch&lt;br /&gt;And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed&lt;br /&gt;The one who gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;Who gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say the captian goes down with the ship&lt;br /&gt;So when the world ends will God go down with it&lt;br /&gt;Miss Flack said I still want you back&lt;br /&gt;Miss Flack said I still want you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch&lt;br /&gt;And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed&lt;br /&gt;The one who gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;Who gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na na nanana&lt;br /&gt;Na na nanana&lt;br /&gt;Na na nanana&lt;br /&gt;Na na nanana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elvis Costello:)&lt;br /&gt;I will never end up like him behind my back I already am, keep a calendar this way you will always know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch&lt;br /&gt;And all I can think of is the way I'm the one who charmed&lt;br /&gt;The one who gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;Who gave up on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Gabe Saporta:)&lt;br /&gt;(Where is your boy tonight&lt;br /&gt;I hope he is a gentlemen&lt;br /&gt;maybe he won't find out what I know&lt;br /&gt;you were the last good thing about this part of town)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Travis McCoy:)&lt;br /&gt;(We're going down down in an earlier round&lt;br /&gt;And sugar we're going down swinging&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your number one with a bullet&lt;br /&gt;A loaded gun complex cock it and pull it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Brendon Urie:)&lt;br /&gt;(Dance, dance&lt;br /&gt;We're falling apart to half time&lt;br /&gt;Dance, dance&lt;br /&gt;and these are the lives you'd love to lead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Doug Neuman:)&lt;br /&gt;(This ain't a scene its a God damn arms race&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene its a God damn arms race)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Alex DeLeon:)&lt;br /&gt;(One night and one more time&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the memories&lt;br /&gt;even if they weren't that great&lt;br /&gt;he tastes like you only sweeter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(William Beckett:)&lt;br /&gt;(Growing up, growing up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match&lt;br /&gt;What a catch, what a catch &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after 4 years in my secondary education life, we've all reached the end hurdle of the race.&lt;br /&gt;Facing graduation, I was happy for I didn't have to wake up anymore, but even so, every problem has its own 2 sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I've gone through in secondary school will surely latch onto me for life, if not more.&lt;br /&gt;All the fighting, all the laughing, all the shouting, all the playing, all the mugging, all the scribbling, all the Z's we caught.&lt;br /&gt;It's all part of life, and a part of life it will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times when you wished you weren't in school right now, but there are also times when you wished school would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, many of your life-long friends are part of this period.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say, even though I deem myself anti-social, I still made a number of friends, a number of enemies, and a group of close friends(?). Even if I was always "emo", they'd still cheerfully chat around, spreading the spirit around, and eventually catching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, our class teacher made us write a list of things we'll miss when we leave Yuying, I thought it should be alright to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After leaving, I will miss:&lt;br /&gt;-All the teachers that ever taught me (Ms Jasmine Lee, Ms Kassandra, Ms Kok, Mr Chia, Mr Danny, Mr Lawrence, Mr Desmond Ong, Mdm Ida)&lt;br /&gt;-All the friends I made, especially a few noteworthy ones. [Shanon, Shuo Feng, Leon, Morris], softballers for life man. [Lynn, Andy, JiaLing, Wen An, Yu Cheng, Ronal, Kee Loke, Ridwan, Khair, Choy Ting, Yuan Ting, Li Yin, Jasmine Neo/Lin/Koh, Don, Edmund, Top, Fariz, Rebecca]. And many others.&lt;br /&gt;-The softball trainings we had, suffering after it, and playing until our legs cramped up and burns the next day.&lt;br /&gt;-Sheepishly "pon-ning" art lessons in sec2 with a bunch.&lt;br /&gt;-Looking at girls around the school for the fun of it.&lt;br /&gt;-Buying milo in the morning, recess and after school [Good business for Auntie]&lt;br /&gt;-Disturbing the teachers who are like friends to us.&lt;br /&gt;-Creating trouble in class with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;-Shouting out loud when it was so damn boring.&lt;br /&gt;-Tou tou de use phone in class.&lt;br /&gt;-Studying before a test.&lt;br /&gt;-Copying homework.&lt;br /&gt;-Singing songs to disturb teachers in class.&lt;br /&gt;-Playing 'chap-teh' in sec2 period, we dominated the area! [SEC 2B!]&lt;br /&gt;-Going to school early just to talk before FRC.&lt;br /&gt;-Going back-gate to eat lunch with friends.&lt;br /&gt;-Going to Heartland Mall to hang around.&lt;br /&gt;-Carrying the gigantic bag.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleeping in class.&lt;br /&gt;-Punching Shuo Feng cause he's like my personal punching bag. [Sec2 streaming results]&lt;br /&gt;-Lynn, cause she always says she's my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;-Scaring people from corners.&lt;br /&gt;-Not handing in homework.&lt;br /&gt;-Disturbing classmates.&lt;br /&gt;-Wearing the uniform, maybe. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list goes on you know.&lt;br /&gt;Some special people to comment about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shanon&lt;/span&gt;, 4 years make a huge difference, but showed being in different class creates no boundaries.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shuo Feng&lt;/span&gt;, even if he has a "gang", hahaha still an ass, and a good friend. Can spam SMS or prank call. Good listener sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leon&lt;/span&gt;, even though we only got together mid- sec2, we're still close enough as friends, even more. The one who screams like a girl, but man enough to us.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morris&lt;/span&gt;, never once in the same class, but since he lives quite near, dinner bud, hahaha, or lunch.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynn&lt;/span&gt;, for always being crazy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can't talk bad about her, or she'll go mad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So kind, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teachers, friends, classmates, events, everything is staying in our heart for life.&lt;br /&gt;When we all get together again? Hopefully soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOTTA LOVE SCHOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Without the mugging)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2484776743331978830?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2484776743331978830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2484776743331978830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2484776743331978830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2484776743331978830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-catch-donnie-ive-got-troubled.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8284092348178039932</id><published>2009-10-13T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:20:58.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EHWDA_UQN4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EHWDA_UQN4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Translated Lyrics]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a person you loved probably has left you before&lt;br /&gt;you probably thought that it's all your fault&lt;br /&gt;that's why i couldn't hold on to you&lt;br /&gt;i thought that i could forget about all this pain&lt;br /&gt;i thought that someone else would come to me&lt;br /&gt;but how come I can't forget about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;I look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;and scream&lt;br /&gt;love me again&lt;br /&gt;my small desire&lt;br /&gt;is for it to come down as rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;if my love rains on my head&lt;br /&gt;i remember all the memories&lt;br /&gt;if it rains on my heart&lt;br /&gt;i remember our precious love&lt;br /&gt;if the rain touches my lips&lt;br /&gt;you'd scream to me "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I follow the path that it's raining on&lt;br /&gt;when I keep on walking, I just wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the key of trust&lt;br /&gt;i open the box of love&lt;br /&gt;i call you with my prayers of love&lt;br /&gt;even if my love won't get to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE&lt;br /&gt;I look at the sky&lt;br /&gt;and scream&lt;br /&gt;love me again&lt;br /&gt;my small desire&lt;br /&gt;is for it to come down as rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;if my love rains on my head&lt;br /&gt;i remember all the memories&lt;br /&gt;if it rains on my heart&lt;br /&gt;i remember our precious love&lt;br /&gt;if the rain touches my lips&lt;br /&gt;you'd scream to me "I love you"&lt;br /&gt;I follow the path that it's raining on&lt;br /&gt;when I keep on walking, I just wait for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRIDGE 2&lt;br /&gt;Let's go back (love)&lt;br /&gt;to those times (love)&lt;br /&gt;just like the only time I prayed for (love)&lt;br /&gt;if i (love)&lt;br /&gt;scream like this&lt;br /&gt;the love rain comes down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your love rains on my eyes (on my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;you're standing in front of me (like i wanted you to)&lt;br /&gt;if it rains on my ear (if it tickles my ear)&lt;br /&gt;you start whispering in my ear (i love you, i love you)&lt;br /&gt;I love you, if you hug me (hug me)&lt;br /&gt;if you become happy again (happy again)&lt;br /&gt;let's follow the sunny path&lt;br /&gt;you'll see us standing together like we both wanted to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8284092348178039932?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6328777456723117133</id><published>2009-10-12T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:09:01.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>13 more days.&lt;br /&gt;7 more subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIO CHEM AMATHS MATHS GEOG SS EL RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mug mug mug mug mug and no I'm not going to stop using the computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6328777456723117133?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/6328777456723117133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>You realise how pathetic your life is when your holiday events are as so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet, BBQ, end.&lt;br /&gt;And that's for the whole 2 months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4230606936399469913?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/4230606936399469913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=4230606936399469913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4230606936399469913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4230606936399469913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-realise-how-pathetic-your-life-is.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5960021317750751219</id><published>2009-10-05T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:52:38.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FORGET IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO GO HYPER LIKE AN ASS AND START PARTYING AROUND TILL O-LEVELS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUGGGGGGG ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;No more worries, no more thinking, no more dreaming, no more lying, no more promised, no more rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5960021317750751219?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5960021317750751219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5960021317750751219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5960021317750751219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5960021317750751219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/10/forget-it-time-to-go-hyper-like-ass-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8131903444278689608</id><published>2009-10-04T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T19:52:45.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're such a pathetic liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 more days.&lt;br /&gt;11 more to graduation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8131903444278689608?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8868268061443394409</id><published>2009-10-01T20:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T20:54:50.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone once told me, "Benjamin, you're too kind for your own sake. Don't be so kind to everyone, eventually some people will take advantage of this."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I believe it's true, sometimes I don't.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, but I feel that maybe I shouldn't try so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point? If I already know it's the impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I say it is pointless, someone will come up to me and say, "You will never know the outcome until you try."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's like I'm contradicting myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8868268061443394409?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8868268061443394409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8868268061443394409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8868268061443394409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8868268061443394409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/10/someone-once-told-me-benjamin-youre-too.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5858114720056764584</id><published>2009-09-30T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T19:58:26.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Looking Up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are looking up&lt;br /&gt;Oh, finally&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd never see the day&lt;br /&gt;When you'd smile at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always pull through&lt;br /&gt;Oh, when we try&lt;br /&gt;I'm always wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you're never right&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're never right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, can you believe&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the world while it's asleep?&lt;br /&gt;I'd never trade it in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've always wanted this and&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore, no&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could have given up so easily&lt;br /&gt;I was a few cheap shots away&lt;br /&gt;From the end of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken for granted&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything&lt;br /&gt;That I would have died for&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, can you believe&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the world while it's asleep?&lt;br /&gt;I'd never trade it in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've always wanted this and&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore, no&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows the world doesn't need another band&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;But what a waste it would've been&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we almost hung it up&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;We're just getting started&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, can you believe&lt;br /&gt;We crossed the world while it's asleep?&lt;br /&gt;I'd never trade it in&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've always wanted this and&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore, no&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore, no, oh&lt;br /&gt;It's not a dream anymore&lt;br /&gt;It's worth fighting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we almost hung it up&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;We're just getting started&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe we almost hung it up&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;We're just getting started&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we're just getting started &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, the nightmares have returned.&lt;br /&gt;It's always the same, the same...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5858114720056764584?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5858114720056764584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5858114720056764584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5858114720056764584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5858114720056764584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/looking-up-things-are-looking-up-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8263009683332739</id><published>2009-09-29T18:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T18:06:48.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Playing God"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't make my own decisions&lt;br /&gt;Or make any with precision&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe you should tie me up&lt;br /&gt;So I don't go where you don't want me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say that I been changing&lt;br /&gt;that I'm not just simply aging&lt;br /&gt;Yeah how could that be logical?&lt;br /&gt;Just keep on cramming ideas down my throat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If God's the game that you're playing&lt;br /&gt;Well we must get more acquainted&lt;br /&gt;Because it has to be so lonely&lt;br /&gt;To be the only one who's holy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just my humble opinion&lt;br /&gt;But it's one that I believe in&lt;br /&gt;You don't deserve a point of view&lt;br /&gt;If the only thing you see is you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last second chance&lt;br /&gt;(I'll point you to the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;I'm half as good as it gets&lt;br /&gt;(I'll point you to the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;I'm on both sides of the fence&lt;br /&gt;(I'll point you to the mirror)&lt;br /&gt;Without a hint of regret&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you don't believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I'll point you to the mirror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't believe me&lt;br /&gt;But the way I, way I see it&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I might have to bend it back&lt;br /&gt;Or break it, break it off&lt;br /&gt;Next time you point a finger&lt;br /&gt;I'll point you to the mirror &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must this always happen to me?&lt;br /&gt;Why now? It was so hard just to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever already, I guess I'll follow anyone's lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;She lives in a fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere too far for us to find.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8263009683332739?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8263009683332739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8263009683332739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8263009683332739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8263009683332739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/playing-god-cant-make-my-own-decisions.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4678047049161172047</id><published>2009-09-27T19:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T19:03:42.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A month is all it takes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4678047049161172047?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/4678047049161172047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=4678047049161172047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4678047049161172047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4678047049161172047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/month-is-all-it-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1250800004913909383</id><published>2009-09-20T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T22:51:38.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Underdog"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me if you dare, hold my head up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on this train&lt;br /&gt;I'm the underdog, live my life on a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love in Technicolor sprayed out on walls&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been pounding at the pavement till there's nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;I got my cloak and dagger in a bar room brawl&lt;br /&gt;See the local loves a fighter, loves a winner to fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm lost in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm always losing to win&lt;br /&gt;Can't get away from the moment&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's time to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me if you dare, hold my head up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on this train&lt;br /&gt;I'm the underdog, live my life on a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It don't matter, I won't do what you say&lt;br /&gt;You've got the money and the power, I won't go your way&lt;br /&gt;I can't take from the people, they don't matter at all&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting in the shadows till the day that you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm lost in a moment&lt;br /&gt;I'm always losing to win&lt;br /&gt;Can't get away from the moment&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's time to begin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me if you dare, hold my head up everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on this train&lt;br /&gt;I'm the underdog, live my life on a lullaby&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me if you're down, throw your weapons to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself right on this train&lt;br /&gt;Hey bird you're on the wire, sold yourself for another one&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;Keep myself riding on this train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought, how different my life would be if I chose another path.&lt;br /&gt;How different it would be if I didn't meet some people; if I met some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wondered, when will there be a time machine for me to achieve this.&lt;br /&gt;If only I could bring time back, I would be different.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1250800004913909383?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1250800004913909383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1250800004913909383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1250800004913909383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1250800004913909383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/underdog-kill-me-if-you-dare-hold-my.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8462943565867744714</id><published>2009-09-15T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T22:23:22.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5YXVMCHG-Nk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5YXVMCHG-Nk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Blowers Daughter"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said it would be&lt;br /&gt;Life goes easy on me&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time&lt;br /&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;The shorter story&lt;br /&gt;No love, no glory&lt;br /&gt;No hero in her sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;Just like you said it should be&lt;br /&gt;We'll both forget the breeze&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time&lt;br /&gt;And so it is&lt;br /&gt;The colder water&lt;br /&gt;The blower's daughter&lt;br /&gt;The pupil in denial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I loathe you?&lt;br /&gt;Did I say that I want to&lt;br /&gt;Leave it all behind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off of you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind off you&lt;br /&gt;I can't take my mind...&lt;br /&gt;My mind...my mind...&lt;br /&gt;'Til I find somebody new&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's the motion in all of this?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8462943565867744714?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8462943565867744714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8462943565867744714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8462943565867744714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8462943565867744714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/blowers-daughter-and-so-it-is-just-like.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2693904538662445851</id><published>2009-09-12T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T23:32:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi.&lt;br /&gt;The end, ya? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2693904538662445851?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2693904538662445851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2693904538662445851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2693904538662445851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2693904538662445851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1874470704712876670</id><published>2009-09-10T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:38:08.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright.&lt;br /&gt;End of the line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Sold My Soul"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think of the one that I've become.&lt;br /&gt;Left blind from the brightness of your Halo.&lt;br /&gt;No one shines, like you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My filthy mouth and broken words.&lt;br /&gt;This small disease that leaves me, crawling.&lt;br /&gt;Crawling to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawl on the ground for cover,&lt;br /&gt;staying close to the dark to keep from falling (falling),&lt;br /&gt;from falling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold my life to bring the rain,&lt;br /&gt;maybe to wash me clean.&lt;br /&gt;Sold my soul to stop the pain,&lt;br /&gt;hoping you'd set me free.&lt;br /&gt;All your fear, all your shame.&lt;br /&gt;You know that you can lay it all on me.&lt;br /&gt;That you can lay it all on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took every chance to lash my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;You wore the scabs just like an Angel.&lt;br /&gt;There's something about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible things that I have done.&lt;br /&gt;Seems this disease is slowly spreading.&lt;br /&gt;Start running, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crawl on the ground for cover.&lt;br /&gt;Staying out of my mind to keep from dying (dying),&lt;br /&gt;from dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold my life to bring the rain,&lt;br /&gt;maybe to wash me clean.&lt;br /&gt;Sold my soul to stop the pain,&lt;br /&gt;hoping you'd set me free.&lt;br /&gt;All your fear, all your shame.&lt;br /&gt;You know that you can lay it all on me.&lt;br /&gt;You know that you can lay it all on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you forget then what I said and how I died inside my head.&lt;br /&gt;We're starting over, not pretending that the past is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the pain you'd feel you owned.&lt;br /&gt;And times I've should have known.&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep it inside, let it out and lay it all on me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold my life to bring the rain,&lt;br /&gt;maybe to wash me clean.&lt;br /&gt;Sold my soul to stop the pain,&lt;br /&gt;hoping you'd set me free.&lt;br /&gt;All your fear, all the blame.&lt;br /&gt;You know that you can lay it all on me.&lt;br /&gt;That you can lay it all on me. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just infatuation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1874470704712876670?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1874470704712876670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1874470704712876670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1874470704712876670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1874470704712876670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-511544231455099152</id><published>2009-09-09T17:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T17:05:52.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>09/09/09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantastic date, huh? ;).&lt;br /&gt;Midway through prelims, and I haven't started studying my SS @_@,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE MONTHS TO THE END OF O LEVELS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-511544231455099152?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/511544231455099152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=511544231455099152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/511544231455099152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/511544231455099152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/09/090909.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5184316305682395701</id><published>2009-08-29T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:16:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Ohh&lt;br /&gt;Seconds hours so many days&lt;br /&gt;You know what you want but how long can you wait&lt;br /&gt;Every moment lasts forever&lt;br /&gt;When you feel you've lost your way&lt;br /&gt;What if my chances were already gone&lt;br /&gt;I started believing that I could be wrong&lt;br /&gt;But you gave me one good reason&lt;br /&gt;To fight and never walk away&lt;br /&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Weather the hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;br /&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fought to the limit you stand on the edge&lt;br /&gt;What if today is as good as it gets&lt;br /&gt;Don't know where the future's headed&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's gonna bring me down&lt;br /&gt;Jumped every bridge I've run every line&lt;br /&gt;I risk being safe, I always knew why&lt;br /&gt;I always knew why&lt;br /&gt;So here I am still holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Weather the hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;br /&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go higher&lt;br /&gt;You can go deeper&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;Above and beneath you&lt;br /&gt;Break every rule cause there's nothing between you and your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every step you climb another mountain&lt;br /&gt;Every breath it's harder to believe&lt;br /&gt;You'll make it through the pain&lt;br /&gt;Weather the hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;To get to that one thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think the road is going no where&lt;br /&gt;Just when you almost gave up all your dreams&lt;br /&gt;They take you by the hand and show you that you can&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;There are no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;No boundaries&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, there are no boundaries&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I should hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;And probably just run away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, I don't really have that many friends to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;What? Can't I say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever man, fuck this shit.&lt;br /&gt;If only I tried harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;After a year, I finally realised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5184316305682395701?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5184316305682395701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5184316305682395701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5184316305682395701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5184316305682395701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/ohh-seconds-hours-so-many-days-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3499231691547409560</id><published>2009-08-27T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:16:14.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SpajNdmsyTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pMx9t0x3VJg/s1600-h/takenobodyforgr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SpajNdmsyTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pMx9t0x3VJg/s200/takenobodyforgr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374662656993839410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Utter failure, huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Spai8PnClLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S_EYzGQdRHA/s1600-h/6248_119894861172_59899066172_2543089_386243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Spai8PnClLI/AAAAAAAAAEY/S_EYzGQdRHA/s200/6248_119894861172_59899066172_2543089_386243_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374662361179395250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I gave it up.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's because I thought so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3499231691547409560?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3499231691547409560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3499231691547409560&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3499231691547409560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3499231691547409560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/utter-failure-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SpajNdmsyTI/AAAAAAAAAEg/pMx9t0x3VJg/s72-c/takenobodyforgr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5342825960185407478</id><published>2009-08-23T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T22:14:23.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, officially 2 more months to O levels, and I haven't even gotten serious yet.&lt;br /&gt;Like, there's this part of me telling me to study, but I just ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending most of my time doing nothing now, ha.&lt;br /&gt;When will I get serious? Time will tell, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;She’s going out to forget they were together&lt;br /&gt;All that time he was taking her for granted&lt;br /&gt;She wants to see if there’s more&lt;br /&gt;Than he gave she’s looking for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls her up&lt;br /&gt;He’s tripping on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Now he doesn’t want her out there and alone&lt;br /&gt;Now he knows she’s moving it&lt;br /&gt;Knows she’s using it&lt;br /&gt;Now he’s loosing it&lt;br /&gt;She don’t care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&lt;br /&gt;Put up your hands Say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Feel the beat now&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve got nothing left say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Back it up now&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got a reason to live say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to get down say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was always giving her attention&lt;br /&gt;Working hard to find the things she mentioned&lt;br /&gt;He was dedicated&lt;br /&gt;By most sucka’s hated&lt;br /&gt;That girl was fine&lt;br /&gt;But she didn’t appreciate him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls him up she’s tripping on the phone&lt;br /&gt;Now he had to get up and he ain’t coming home&lt;br /&gt;Now he’s trying to forget her&lt;br /&gt;That's how he got with her&lt;br /&gt;When he first met her&lt;br /&gt;When they first got together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&lt;br /&gt;Put up your hands Say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Feel the beat now&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve got nothing left say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Back it up now&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got a reason to live say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to get down say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the beat&lt;br /&gt;To the beat&lt;br /&gt;To the beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got nothing to lose,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to get down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We break up it’s something that we do now&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has got to do it sometime&lt;br /&gt;It’s okay&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;Get out there and find someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s too late to be tripping on the phone here&lt;br /&gt;Get off the wire&lt;br /&gt;Now everything is good here&lt;br /&gt;Stop what you’re doing&lt;br /&gt;You don’t wanna ruin&lt;br /&gt;The chance that you got to&lt;br /&gt;Find a new one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody&lt;br /&gt;Put up your hands Say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Feel the beat now&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve got nothing left say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Back it up now&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got a reason to live say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good now&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be afraid to get down say:&lt;br /&gt;”I don’t wanna be in love, I don’t wanna be in love”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you know what to do&lt;br /&gt;So come on&lt;br /&gt;Feeling good&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5342825960185407478?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5342825960185407478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5342825960185407478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5342825960185407478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5342825960185407478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-officially-2-more-months-to-o.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7499769022854789871</id><published>2009-08-19T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:06:13.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;C5 for my Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retaking, time to mug; seriously.&lt;br /&gt;No more manga updates, so it's all study, study and study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7499769022854789871?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7499769022854789871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7499769022854789871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7499769022854789871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7499769022854789871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5986597542512920000</id><published>2009-08-17T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:10:17.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Come Undone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened up my failure&lt;br /&gt;When you refused to go insane.&lt;br /&gt;I felt you get excited&lt;br /&gt;When I whispered all the things you love to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like you're the one who kills.&lt;br /&gt;Could kill me with a drug, your weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend there's&lt;br /&gt;Nothing wrong with my direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your, your loaded gun.&lt;br /&gt;Burn me&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to come undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll set it up inside you,&lt;br /&gt;To watch you burn.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the, I'll be the end that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open lacerations,&lt;br /&gt;A slower cut to feel your pain.&lt;br /&gt;Heat the blood to boiling&lt;br /&gt;As it passes from your lips into your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're the one who kills.&lt;br /&gt;Could kill me with a drug, your weapon.&lt;br /&gt;Let's pretend that&lt;br /&gt;I'm not dead, it's in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your, your loaded gun.&lt;br /&gt;Burn me&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to come undone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll set it up inside you,&lt;br /&gt;To watch you burn.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the, I'll be the end that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the end that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can turn you on like fire.&lt;br /&gt;Set fire deep inside you.&lt;br /&gt;Eat you alive and watch you&lt;br /&gt;Come and let me up the sonisphere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the end that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the end that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your, your loaded gun.&lt;br /&gt;Burn me&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to come undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll set it up inside you,&lt;br /&gt;To watch you burn.&lt;br /&gt;Hate me,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the, I'll be the end that you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the end that you deserve. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did everything become so complicated?&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I take blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5986597542512920000?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5986597542512920000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5986597542512920000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5986597542512920000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5986597542512920000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/come-undone-opened-up-my-failure-when.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8575773000100823297</id><published>2009-08-16T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T01:26:09.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Watered Down"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes, close and jaded,&lt;br /&gt;It's no surprise the lights have faded&lt;br /&gt;I'll always walk away&lt;br /&gt;You'll always hear me say I don't need this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been given such a gift&lt;br /&gt;Shame to take advantage of it&lt;br /&gt;Watch it, wasting leaves you wanting more&lt;br /&gt;Be careful what you're wishing for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I can hold on to with my broken hands&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thinking that I should anyway&lt;br /&gt;So I leave holding nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what you say&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my days, are feeling number&lt;br /&gt;The sad cliché&lt;br /&gt;I'm hiding under this spiderweb of dreams&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck here as it seems to be breaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shining brighter than you burn&lt;br /&gt;Something that I would never learn&lt;br /&gt;I could never lay this curse on you&lt;br /&gt;'Cuz I've seen the days when there's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I can hold on to with my broken hands&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thinking that I should anyway&lt;br /&gt;So I leave holding nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what you say&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes no difference&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all just ends up tasting watered down&lt;br /&gt;(stop being so complicated)&lt;br /&gt;And everyone has found an easy way out&lt;br /&gt;An easy way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all just ends up tasting watered down&lt;br /&gt;(stop being so complicated)&lt;br /&gt;And everyone has found an easy way out&lt;br /&gt;An easy way out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing that I can hold on to with my broken hands&lt;br /&gt;I'm not thinking that I should anyway&lt;br /&gt;So I leave holding nothing&lt;br /&gt;Don't care what you say&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it makes no difference&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference&lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it makes no difference if I throw it away (throw it away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Spoken:]&lt;br /&gt;Get outta town by sundown.&lt;br /&gt;I say if they don't get outta town,&lt;br /&gt;We kill the men, we kill the women,&lt;br /&gt;we kill the children, we kill the babies,&lt;br /&gt;we kill the blind, we kill the crippled, we kill the crazy... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the week, end of the tests.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't study for a single one.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like shit, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It makes no difference if I throw it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8575773000100823297?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8575773000100823297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8575773000100823297&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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/&gt;So pathetic @_@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get outta my head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-97189475946997189?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/97189475946997189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=97189475946997189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/97189475946997189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/97189475946997189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-sim-card-died-so-yea-no-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6134692955982369046</id><published>2009-08-10T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:03:57.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got to stop reading the mangas .__.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, 3 weeks to Prelims, 74 days to O Levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always say this but I don't do it.&lt;br /&gt;Mehh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6134692955982369046?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1742680542838626344</id><published>2009-08-09T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T20:07:38.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!&lt;br /&gt;I think the songs are amazing this year. ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I'd moved on and I'll leave it alone,&lt;br /&gt;But before I walk out there is something that I need you to know,&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in a blink of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;And I can never get back, no I've never got back,&lt;br /&gt;You were not there when I wanted to say,&lt;br /&gt;That you were everything that right and it wasn't you but me to change,&lt;br /&gt;Now I got to go it alone,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for,&lt;br /&gt;There must me something more,&lt;br /&gt;For all these words I've said,&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I'm ok but I know how to lie,&lt;br /&gt;You were all that i had,&lt;br /&gt;You were delicate and hard to find,&lt;br /&gt;I got lost in the back of my mind,&lt;br /&gt;And I can never get back, no I've never got back&lt;br /&gt;You were not there when I needed to say,&lt;br /&gt;I hit the bottom so fast that my head was spinning 'round for days,&lt;br /&gt;Now I gotta go it alone,&lt;br /&gt;But I will never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for,&lt;br /&gt;There must me something more,&lt;br /&gt;For all these words I've said,&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for,&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never give up on this [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I'm ok but I know how to lie,&lt;br /&gt;But I will never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for,&lt;br /&gt;There must me something more,&lt;br /&gt;For all these words I've said,&lt;br /&gt;Do you feel anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for (No I'm never gonna give up, give up)&lt;br /&gt;What am I fighting for (No I'm never gonna give up, give up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said that I'd fight for the one that I've found,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stay here while I wait for you to come around,&lt;br /&gt;I fight you're apart of me now,&lt;br /&gt;And I will never give up, no I'll never give up&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm wasting my weekend, haven't touch any of my homework, or studied for my chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1742680542838626344?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1417493263955990404</id><published>2009-08-07T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:49:30.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;If It Means A Lot To You&lt;br /&gt;And hey darling,&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're good tonight.&lt;br /&gt;And I know you don't feel right when I'm leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I want it but no, I don't need it.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something sweet to get me by,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can't come back home till they're singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;Till everyone is singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait till I get home,&lt;br /&gt;Then I swear to you that we can make this last.&lt;br /&gt;(La la la)&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait till I get home,&lt;br /&gt;Then I swear come tomorrow, this will all be in our past.&lt;br /&gt;Well it might be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey sweetie,&lt;br /&gt;Well I need you here tonight,&lt;br /&gt;And I know that you don't wanna be leaving me&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, you want it, but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel complete when you're by my side,&lt;br /&gt;But I know you can't come home till they're singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;Till everyone is singing.&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait till I get home,&lt;br /&gt;Then I swear to you that we can make this last.&lt;br /&gt;(La la la)&lt;br /&gt;If you can wait till I get home,&lt;br /&gt;Then I swear come tomorrow, this will all be in our past.&lt;br /&gt;Well it might be for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know you can't give me what I need.&lt;br /&gt;And even though you mean so much to me,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait through everything,&lt;br /&gt;Is this really happening?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll never be happy again.&lt;br /&gt;And don't you dare say we can just be friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not some boy that you can sway.&lt;br /&gt;We knew it'd happen eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody's singing.&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody's singing.&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;(If you can wait till I get home)&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody's singing.&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;(Then I swear we can make this last)&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody's singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;(If you can wait till I get home)&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody's singing.&lt;br /&gt;La, la la la, la la la,&lt;br /&gt;(Then I swear we can make this last)&lt;br /&gt;Now everybody's singing.&lt;br /&gt;La &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long weekend, many tests.&lt;br /&gt;Bah this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and Biology tests for the whole coming week, wow wee.&lt;br /&gt;Gotaa mug, mug muga muggaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm addicted to reading manga online ._.&lt;br /&gt;You know, -cough-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1417493263955990404?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1417493263955990404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1417493263955990404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1417493263955990404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1417493263955990404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-it-means-lot-to-you-and-hey-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5017060362612655735</id><published>2009-08-05T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T20:18:17.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a beautiful full moon tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I never got to share it with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crimson shape, the full circle, the craters and everything, so clearly seen in the dark sky.&lt;br /&gt;I should go sky-gazing after O Levels. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7936896080155271506</id><published>2009-08-03T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:35:22.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Cut Me, Mick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t keep this together&lt;br /&gt;And I might lose this year&lt;br /&gt;I can’t get through December&lt;br /&gt;And you know all my fears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someplace somewhere behind me&lt;br /&gt;I walked right through the truth&lt;br /&gt;Truth is that you’re the one thing&lt;br /&gt;That always pulls me through&lt;br /&gt;This troubled life I choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can still bleed&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought me down from my cloud&lt;br /&gt;You keep my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I thought that I might be invincible&lt;br /&gt;It wasn’t long before I was invisible&lt;br /&gt;To your eyes and I swear&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing left in here&lt;br /&gt;And the more you say you don’t care&lt;br /&gt;The more I know you’re there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can still bleed&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought down from my cloud&lt;br /&gt;You keep my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t keep this together (you are the one that I need)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stay sick forever (you know that I can still bleed)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t stop this disaster (you bring me down from my cloud)&lt;br /&gt;I can’t fall any faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can still bleed&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can still bleed&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You brought me down from my cloud&lt;br /&gt;You keep my feet on the ground&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;Bring me back to life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You know that I can still bleed&lt;br /&gt;You brought me down from my cloud&lt;br /&gt;You keep my feet on the ground&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is weird, the scissors blade running through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHING! NO MOREEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7936896080155271506?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7936896080155271506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7936896080155271506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7936896080155271506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7936896080155271506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/cut-me-mick-i-cant-keep-this-together.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3868863970085302188</id><published>2009-08-02T20:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T20:42:34.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;Take all your medals, take all your ribbons,&lt;br /&gt;Take all your awards, take them, take them back to the ground. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84 more excruciating days to O levels. 12 more heart-wrenching weeks. 3 more devastating months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Push everything. Force everything. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put it all into my studies, no more fooling, I keep saying.&lt;br /&gt;I never listen to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We've all sung of the end, but who truly understands it?&lt;br /&gt;All along, All along.&lt;br /&gt;Forward can't be stopped. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hours of Chemistry tuition today.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't that bad, since I was comfortable in the air-conditioned room. Maybe except for the 1st 1.5 hours, 10 people in a small cramped room, deprived of oxygenzxzxz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta concentrate on my Humanities now, I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;SEQ, SBQ, Rivers, Development, Vegetation, Coasts, Sri Lanka, Northen Ireland, Bonding Singapore, Deterrence &amp;amp; Diplomacy, Health care, Venice, shit shit shit, and what-not.&lt;br /&gt;Functionnn, I can't keep all these in my head. I might explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology; Chemistry; A-maths.&lt;br /&gt;Ohh man, I felt so helpless on the A-maths test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We could build a monument for memory:&lt;br /&gt;Liberation includes failure.&lt;br /&gt;Your rebellion is resultless.&lt;br /&gt;So be angry at yourself.&lt;br /&gt;If only we did not deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;Your rebellion is resultless.&lt;br /&gt;So be angry at yourself. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta study. Study you shit ass, I tell myself, but I always ignore myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Don't wanna hear your sad songs&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel your pain&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3868863970085302188?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3868863970085302188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3868863970085302188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3868863970085302188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3868863970085302188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/08/it-just-goes-to-show-that-some-words.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2739458378679104068</id><published>2009-08-01T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:42:42.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craig David - Insomnia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought that I'd fall in love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;But it grew from a simple crush, crush, crush, crush&lt;br /&gt;Being without you girl, I was all messed up, up, up, up&lt;br /&gt;When you walked out, said that you'd had enough-nough-nough-nough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a fool, girl I know&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this is how things would go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in time, you'll change your mind&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back i wish i could rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more&lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember telling my boys that I'd never fall in love, love, love, love&lt;br /&gt;You used to think I'd never find a girl I could trust, trust, trust, trust&lt;br /&gt;And then you walked into my life and it was all about us, us, us, us&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm sitting here thinking I messed the whole thing up, up, up, up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a fool (fool), girl I know (know)&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect this is how things would go&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in time (time), you'll change your mind (mind)&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back i wish i could rewind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more (without you no more)&lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me (to me)&lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before (Because it)&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah (Ah), Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, i just can't go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Cause it feels like I've fallen for you&lt;br /&gt;It's getting way too deep&lt;br /&gt;And i know that it's love because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't sleep til you're next to me&lt;br /&gt;No i can't live without you no more (without you no more)&lt;br /&gt;Oh i stay up til you're next to me (to me)&lt;br /&gt;Til this house feels like it did before&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;Feels like insomnia ah ah, Feels like insomnia ah ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh-ahh ahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;Tuition ~&lt;br /&gt;This sucks, my weekends are gone, my weekdays are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for 3 more months, PLEASE GO BY.&lt;br /&gt;I will work hard, I've got to set my priorities right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2739458378679104068?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-792473255663825363</id><published>2009-07-31T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:57:33.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went for softball after so long.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad how it can actually make me so calm, yet it tires me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you my problems, when we're alone.&lt;br /&gt;But it'll be, uh, faint, if that's what you call it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-792473255663825363?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/792473255663825363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2628292954643181645</id><published>2009-07-30T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:15:51.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sore throat is gone, lotsa mucus traveling down my throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't talk or breathe properly, kill me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2628292954643181645?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2628292954643181645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2628292954643181645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2628292954643181645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2628292954643181645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/sore-throat-is-gone-lotsa-mucus.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7512432356678707649</id><published>2009-07-29T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:22:42.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's just some shit in life which doesn't go your way.&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how fucked up you feel after some events, but got no one to rant to?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that's practically how I feel everyday. This is shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get outtta school. &lt;br /&gt;Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hear anyone commenting on this, a'ight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7512432356678707649?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7512432356678707649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7512432356678707649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7512432356678707649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7512432356678707649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/theres-just-some-shit-in-life-which.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-9122673523459002564</id><published>2009-07-28T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:10:47.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I woke up to being alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;I need food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got played. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School-ing as per normal, still as bored by it.&lt;br /&gt;O Levels, o levels. I hope it comes and go quickly. This way I'll get out of this worm-hole of a school. &lt;br /&gt;It's hard enough, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Mr Brightside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;And I've been doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down&lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And she’s calling a cab&lt;br /&gt;While he’s having a smoke&lt;br /&gt;And she’s taking a drag&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re going to bed&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick&lt;br /&gt;And it’s all in my head&lt;br /&gt;But she’s touching his chest&lt;br /&gt;Now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just can’t look - it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;And taking control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;br /&gt;Turning through sick lullabies [acoustic version of the song says: "Swimming through sick lullabies"]&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibis&lt;br /&gt;But it’s just the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm Mr. Brightside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming out of my cage&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve been doing just fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta gotta be down&lt;br /&gt;Because I want it all&lt;br /&gt;It started out with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;How did it end up like this?&lt;br /&gt;It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m falling asleep&lt;br /&gt;And she’s calling a cab&lt;br /&gt;While he’s having a smoke&lt;br /&gt;And she’s taking a drag&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re going to bed&lt;br /&gt;And my stomach is sick&lt;br /&gt;And it’s all in my head&lt;br /&gt;But she’s touching his chest&lt;br /&gt;Now, he takes off her dress&lt;br /&gt;Now, let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I just can’t look - it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;And taking control&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;br /&gt;Turning through sick lullabies [acoustic version of the song says: "Swimming through sick lullabies"]&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibis&lt;br /&gt;But it’s just the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes&lt;br /&gt;‘Cause I’m Mr Brightside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never...&lt;br /&gt;I never...&lt;br /&gt;I never...&lt;br /&gt;I never...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-9122673523459002564?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/9122673523459002564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=9122673523459002564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/9122673523459002564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/9122673523459002564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-woke-up-to-being-alone-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5021335815337260551</id><published>2009-07-26T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T22:46:28.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And someone didn't believe me when I said I have a blister, meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Welcome Home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could've been all I wanted&lt;br /&gt;But you weren't honest&lt;br /&gt;Now get in the ground&lt;br /&gt;You choked off the surest of favors&lt;br /&gt;But if you really loved me&lt;br /&gt;You would've endured my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you're just as I presumed&lt;br /&gt;A whore in sheep's clothing&lt;br /&gt;Fucking up all I do&lt;br /&gt;And if so here we stop&lt;br /&gt;Then never again&lt;br /&gt;Will you see this in your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the glory at my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Here laid to rest is our love ever longed&lt;br /&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;br /&gt;You seem to take premise to all of these songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You stormed off to scar the armada&lt;br /&gt;Like Jesus played martyr,&lt;br /&gt;I'll drill through your hands&lt;br /&gt;The stone for the curse you have blamed me&lt;br /&gt;With love and devotion, I'll die as you sleep&lt;br /&gt;But if you could just write me out&lt;br /&gt;To neverless wonder... happy will I become&lt;br /&gt;Be true that this is no option,&lt;br /&gt;So with sin I condemn you&lt;br /&gt;Demon play, demon out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hang on to the glory at my right hand&lt;br /&gt;Here laid to rest is our love ever longed&lt;br /&gt;With truth on the shores of compassion&lt;br /&gt;You seem to take premise to all of these songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;One more wish to you&lt;br /&gt;Please make up your mind girl...&lt;br /&gt;I'd do anything for you&lt;br /&gt;One last kiss for you&lt;br /&gt;One more wish to you&lt;br /&gt;Please make up your mind girl...&lt;br /&gt;Before I hope you die &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the hillsong concert yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Man, ear blasting scene, it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolding since I reached home at 1.45 ._. &lt;br /&gt;Gaah, didn't want to either, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softball today, mannnn mistakes. I suck, meh.&lt;br /&gt;School, SPA Bio tomorrow, hopefully it's importance of light, it's simple.&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhhhh, why oh why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5021335815337260551?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5021335815337260551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5021335815337260551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5021335815337260551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5021335815337260551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-someone-didnt-believe-me-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4371739077680246777</id><published>2009-07-24T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T22:24:12.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Down with the flu now.&lt;br /&gt;I feel terrible, gaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the don't know what with all the peepurs from school.&lt;br /&gt;Some ZONE thingy? Sing songs, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to stay out :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twitter updates are up at the right of my blog, and uh, I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;I think having a phone is kinda useless for me, nothing to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I spend my days. Yea, writhing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4371739077680246777?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/4371739077680246777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=4371739077680246777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4371739077680246777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4371739077680246777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/down-with-flu-now.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1186692306124435613</id><published>2009-07-23T22:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:28:09.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Headache and sore throat and cough.&lt;br /&gt;This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head spins and spins, my throat itches and itch, and my coughs go 'Cough cough'&lt;br /&gt;I can't get sick now, not with my O Levels coming around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Level Chemistry SPA Skill 3 tomorrow, I don't really care. It's just the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a coward. Ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1186692306124435613?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1186692306124435613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1186692306124435613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1186692306124435613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1186692306124435613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/headache-and-sore-throat-and-cough.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1415286526796452015</id><published>2009-07-20T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T16:55:48.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Diamond On A Landmine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh&lt;br /&gt;Woah-oh-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slapped my face, slammed the door&lt;br /&gt;A dozen roses lay on the floor&lt;br /&gt;I saw her friends and I was told&lt;br /&gt;She blocked my number from her cell phone&lt;br /&gt;You said we were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Now this obsession is killing me&lt;br /&gt;Until I have a heart attack&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on trying to win you back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone at last,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till we're alone at last&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted was a second chance, second chance&lt;br /&gt;To hold you in my arms at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell her, to tell her&lt;br /&gt;Our love is still alive&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never, I'll never&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let it die&lt;br /&gt;Well you'd better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so sure about this word&lt;br /&gt;But she kept calling me insecure&lt;br /&gt;I tried to quit but there's no use&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm addicted to her abuse&lt;br /&gt;She's in control of everything&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a puppet, she pulls my strings&lt;br /&gt;Denying truth, I'll test my fate&lt;br /&gt;And keep on playing this wicked game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone at last,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till we're alone at last&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted was a second chance, second chance&lt;br /&gt;To hold you in my arms at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell her, to tell her&lt;br /&gt;Our love is still alive&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never, I'll never&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let it die&lt;br /&gt;Well you'd better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're dancing on thin ice before&lt;br /&gt;Frozen from the winter's cold&lt;br /&gt;And if it were to crack below&lt;br /&gt;I'd never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone at last,&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till we're alone at last&lt;br /&gt;All i wanted was a second chance, second chance&lt;br /&gt;To hold you in my arms at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever, forever&lt;br /&gt;I'll walk a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;Just to tell her, to tell her&lt;br /&gt;Our love is still alive&lt;br /&gt;And I'll never, I'll never&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let it die&lt;br /&gt;Well you'd better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to explode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better watch your step&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better not touch&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Better to forget&lt;br /&gt;She's a diamond on a landmine&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to explode&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here, wasting time when I should actually be doing my Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Bah, I guess that's me.&lt;br /&gt;Heh, you always see me so happily laughing away, but no one knows how I feel deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living such a pathetic life, I sometimes hope that you wouldn't talk to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1415286526796452015?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1415286526796452015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1415286526796452015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1415286526796452015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1415286526796452015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/diamond-on-landmine-woah-oh-oh-woah-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6968855191122298745</id><published>2009-07-17T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:54:03.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Headache nowadays, don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 100 Days to O Levels, I don't know why, but it seems to not be a needle in me.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna take it relaxed, and do like shit.&lt;br /&gt;Gah, gotta get my priorities up and running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying shit, doing shit, and doing more shit.&lt;br /&gt;Stop playing shit, which I don't think I can stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, well, looking forward to the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"When, oh when, will it just end."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thought of you runs through me every time I close my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paramore - Ignorance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a bad person,&lt;br /&gt;You don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll make my own way,&lt;br /&gt;It's a circle,&lt;br /&gt;I mean cycle.&lt;br /&gt;I can't excite you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Where's your gavel, your jury?&lt;br /&gt;What's my offense this time?&lt;br /&gt;You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me,&lt;br /&gt;Well sentence me to another life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel your pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you swear it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we're not the same.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Oh we're not the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends who stuck together.&lt;br /&gt;We wrote our names in blood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you can't accept that the change is good,&lt;br /&gt;It's good&lt;br /&gt;It's good&lt;br /&gt;It's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best thing that could've happened.&lt;br /&gt;Any longer and I wouldn't have made it.&lt;br /&gt;It's not a war.&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not a rapture.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a person, but you can't take it,&lt;br /&gt;The same tricks that once fooled me.&lt;br /&gt;They won't get you anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the same kid from your memory.&lt;br /&gt;Now I can fend for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna hear your sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna feel your pain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you swear it's all my fault.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know we're not the same.&lt;br /&gt;We're not the same&lt;br /&gt;Oh we're not the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The friends who stuck together.&lt;br /&gt;We wrote our names in blood,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess you can't accept that the change is good,&lt;br /&gt;It's good&lt;br /&gt;It's good&lt;br /&gt;It's good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is your new best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You treat me just like another stranger.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's nice to meet you sir.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;I best be on my way out.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6968855191122298745?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4655929375571464116</id><published>2009-07-13T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T20:55:39.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weekdays; school.&lt;br /&gt;SPA Skill 3 kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning, so not me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting to enjoy school a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABIT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4655929375571464116?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/4655929375571464116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"To Die Like Mouchette"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kick start your heart&lt;br /&gt;Just like an engine&lt;br /&gt;battered and over-used&lt;br /&gt;Are we really ready?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think it's any use&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it feels close to you&lt;br /&gt;Hey angel, there's nothing left to loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, believe in what I have to say&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms that you have are so lost&lt;br /&gt;Your wires are crossed, are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discarded on the floor&lt;br /&gt;We feel the pain, nestled in overtures&lt;br /&gt;If you're telling truths to me&lt;br /&gt;so sorry to let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think it feels close to you&lt;br /&gt;Hey angel, it's hardly a worn excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, believe in what I have to say&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms that you have are so lost&lt;br /&gt;Your wires are crossed, are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;Well just leave and never analyse the way&lt;br /&gt;You didn't like the look of his eyes or of his smile&lt;br /&gt;You have to leave it and run away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, believe in what I have to say&lt;br /&gt;The symptoms that you have are so lost&lt;br /&gt;Your wires are crossed, are you leaving?&lt;br /&gt;Well just leave and never analyse the way&lt;br /&gt;You didn't like the look of his eyes or of his smile&lt;br /&gt;You have to leave it and run away&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What, weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Spent Friday having dinner at PS's Ajisen. $14 flew, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad at all, the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5geiJkjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7JLkEGS3hZ0/s1600-h/6140_103708906764_605746764_2572745_5743804_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5geiJkjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7JLkEGS3hZ0/s200/6140_103708906764_605746764_2572745_5743804_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235724360454706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5gP6hV4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/dSFe5S5ltZI/s1600-h/6140_103708851764_605746764_2572734_8345569_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5gP6hV4I/AAAAAAAAAEI/dSFe5S5ltZI/s200/6140_103708851764_605746764_2572734_8345569_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235720436144002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5f5zU4iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bQmsaQ5X3HE/s1600-h/6140_103708871764_605746764_2572738_3019525_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5f5zU4iI/AAAAAAAAAEA/bQmsaQ5X3HE/s200/6140_103708871764_605746764_2572738_3019525_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235714500387362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5fkU46qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wy9NteXxgn4/s1600-h/6140_103708831764_605746764_2572730_2856653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5fkU46qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Wy9NteXxgn4/s200/6140_103708831764_605746764_2572730_2856653_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357235708735580834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole set &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jessicalxc#/album.php?aid=103591&amp;amp;id=605746764"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3859583859762817058?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3859583859762817058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3859583859762817058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3859583859762817058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3859583859762817058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-die-like-mouchette-kick-start-your.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/Sli5geiJkjI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7JLkEGS3hZ0/s72-c/6140_103708906764_605746764_2572745_5743804_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7615469114560503247</id><published>2009-07-09T17:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:52:47.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>School's here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;Got to say, not feeling that bored during lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few more months, what's there to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Maybe I'm a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;What if all the grey clouds in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Follow me home tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm an atheist&lt;br /&gt;What if there's no god waiting to greet me&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the working week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just delicate&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not clever enough to persuade&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of the reasons&lt;br /&gt;We're failing each other&lt;br /&gt;And it's not the same, not the same to me&lt;br /&gt;No it's not the same, not the same to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm an optimist&lt;br /&gt;What if all the damage that was done&lt;br /&gt;Was never up to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm a liar&lt;br /&gt;What if all the truths that I have told&lt;br /&gt;Are better left, better left unsaid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sticks to me&lt;br /&gt;Sticks to you like glue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just delicate&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just not clever enough to persuade&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of the reasons&lt;br /&gt;We're failing each other&lt;br /&gt;And it's not the same, not the same to me&lt;br /&gt;No it's not the same, not the same to me&lt;br /&gt;So I'll pack up my bags and leave&lt;br /&gt;I'll pack up my bags and leave&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7615469114560503247?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7615469114560503247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7615469114560503247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7615469114560503247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7615469114560503247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/07/schools-here-to-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4590396343895337868</id><published>2009-07-06T19:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:06:36.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So yea, I was go to the NDP Combined Rehearsal 3 on Sat with Jer, Jie, Vera and Hao, and it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Met up at City Hall MRT, and something happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped a ticket, so we were left with 4 instead of 5. So yea, we were like 'don't know what to do' status there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily Hao had a yellow sector one, but ours were blue sector.&lt;br /&gt;Thought we're gonna be separated, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peektures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnpU5VAGI/AAAAAAAAADw/HAzUbzEXIRQ/s1600-h/6140_101735376764_605746764_2542431_7814690_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnpU5VAGI/AAAAAAAAADw/HAzUbzEXIRQ/s200/6140_101735376764_605746764_2542431_7814690_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355316129090044002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"I'm a professional, hire me for a huge amount of money now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnpE_RF2I/AAAAAAAAADo/e_SqNJ2dPG0/s1600-h/6140_101732806764_605746764_2542392_5739458_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnpE_RF2I/AAAAAAAAADo/e_SqNJ2dPG0/s200/6140_101732806764_605746764_2542392_5739458_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355316124819986274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;"Lame stuff which I never used. Bean stick was cute :D."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHno7Fu3gI/AAAAAAAAADg/Dgug4MqRI8M/s1600-h/6140_101732791764_605746764_2542390_7111427_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHno7Fu3gI/AAAAAAAAADg/Dgug4MqRI8M/s200/6140_101732791764_605746764_2542390_7111427_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355316122162748930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnohA0DRI/AAAAAAAAADY/M3IPYStKFDA/s1600-h/6140_101732786764_605746764_2542389_604023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnohA0DRI/AAAAAAAAADY/M3IPYStKFDA/s200/6140_101732786764_605746764_2542389_604023_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355316115162795282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnotR5mvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2Xwg3Nb4D60/s1600-h/6140_101732781764_605746764_2542388_735832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnotR5mvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/2Xwg3Nb4D60/s200/6140_101732781764_605746764_2542388_735832_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355316118455687922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest of the pictures are at &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?ref=logo#/album.php?aid=102533&amp;amp;id=605746764&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4590396343895337868?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wOZI71cUWF4/SlHnpU5VAGI/AAAAAAAAADw/HAzUbzEXIRQ/s72-c/6140_101735376764_605746764_2542431_7814690_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8281468165497017932</id><published>2009-07-04T09:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T09:10:48.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright I've decided.&lt;br /&gt;I'll live on as normal as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more fucking jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8281468165497017932?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8281468165497017932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>You tell me, then I'll stop giving this stupid attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I get the wrong ideas, you supposedly get someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so confused, hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Chinese Oral, man it feels bad.&lt;br /&gt;Conversation was horrible, didn't have anything to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully at least a pass, then this is off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;And, hey that girl was cute, hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-966812501009081734?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/966812501009081734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Confidence blurred by arrogance,&lt;br /&gt;And the self worship continues,&lt;br /&gt;Who is an artist?&lt;br /&gt;You can't decide for yourself,&lt;br /&gt;Straight lines, I see straight lines,&lt;br /&gt;But they control sloppily, stupidly.&lt;br /&gt;Keep that golden, celebrity character to your own conscience&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and rest your jaw,&lt;br /&gt;A Vertebrae with no spine.&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and rest your jaw,&lt;br /&gt;A Vertebrae with no spine.&lt;br /&gt;Our entertainment: A mockery&lt;br /&gt;With every laugh and every joke the actor's lungs become more dense with damnation.&lt;br /&gt;Don't mistake my intentions for superiority, let's make that clear.&lt;br /&gt;This isn't right and the worst part is were not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;Don't memorize these names&lt;br /&gt;Eternally.&lt;br /&gt;This world will run dry and well watch the clock,&lt;br /&gt;Well watch what we'll become.&lt;br /&gt;Don't memorize these names,&lt;br /&gt;Eternally.&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and rest your jaw,&lt;br /&gt;A Vertebrae with no spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm giving it up.&lt;br /&gt;What's the point? Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-917119930994753951?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/917119930994753951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=917119930994753951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/917119930994753951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/917119930994753951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/confidence-blurred-by-arrogance-and.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7269134958534848573</id><published>2009-06-26T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T23:34:14.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's reopening, this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Homeworks' just about undone. Piles more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, well, feeling unwell recently.&lt;br /&gt;Headaches. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the catch Transformers 2 later at 1:30 with my brother and his friends.&lt;br /&gt;GRAND CATHAY!! But reviews said the plot was dumb. Meh, I'll enjoy it, I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7269134958534848573?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7269134958534848573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7269134958534848573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7269134958534848573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7269134958534848573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-schools-reopening-this-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3366439743398567044</id><published>2009-06-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T21:48:07.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;And the funny thing is it has no end&lt;br /&gt;I try to call you up, at 2am&lt;br /&gt;In a crowded bar, your ringer tones&lt;br /&gt;Grab my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see you through the phone,&lt;br /&gt;The phone, the phone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wide awake at home&lt;br /&gt;At home, at home&lt;br /&gt;So I think I'll see my coquette&lt;br /&gt;And hope you don't catch&lt;br /&gt;The bourbon on my breath&lt;br /&gt;My breath, my breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch a cab outside on Seventh Street&lt;br /&gt;And the cars fly through the Bowery&lt;br /&gt;I come to your door and I hear a moan&lt;br /&gt;Then another voice, so Christ, she's not alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone, alone&lt;br /&gt;And my heart sinks like a stone&lt;br /&gt;A stone, a stone&lt;br /&gt;And the tears won't even come&lt;br /&gt;I feel so numb&lt;br /&gt;So swept aside, so dumb&lt;br /&gt;So dumb, so dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the words are wrong&lt;br /&gt;And my patience gone&lt;br /&gt;Will you tell me&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean you're moving on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the balcony, you call my name&lt;br /&gt;I see you standing in the rain&lt;br /&gt;Your words so dry, your face so wet&lt;br /&gt;Said I broke your heart,&lt;br /&gt;But it hasn't happened yet&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet, your friends all hate me now&lt;br /&gt;I get the strangest looks,&lt;br /&gt;From that bitchy crowd&lt;br /&gt;And though, they must think&lt;br /&gt;They have every reason to&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm still not quite yet over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the words are wrong&lt;br /&gt;And you're hanging on&lt;br /&gt;Another guy's arm&lt;br /&gt;Does this mean you're moving on?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3366439743398567044?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3366439743398567044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3366439743398567044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3366439743398567044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3366439743398567044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-funny-thing-is-it-has-no-end-i-try.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4589365508513641030</id><published>2009-06-22T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:29:38.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why can't I go one day without thinking, huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4589365508513641030?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3370751231930751590</id><published>2009-06-15T10:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T10:48:34.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe I should stop trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Irritable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3370751231930751590?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3370751231930751590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3370751231930751590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3370751231930751590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3370751231930751590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/maybe-i-should-stop-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3088096086966535194</id><published>2009-06-11T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T22:35:26.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for Sakae today to send SY off before NS.&lt;br /&gt;Wooo, can't wait to see his bald head, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, filling, and took a lot of pictures with Hao's Fujifulm camera, PROFESSIONAL CAMERAAAAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAIT FOR THE PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;And my secret is out, hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Jie and Vera knows :3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3088096086966535194?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3088096086966535194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3088096086966535194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3088096086966535194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3088096086966535194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-for-sakae-today-to-send-sy-off.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8190022829264489689</id><published>2009-06-09T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:06:36.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shiiiiiiiitttttttttttt.&lt;br /&gt;Yea, I think I'm probably disturbing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;Y' know? I don't like it when people start pairing you up with another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gossip, gossip, blah, blah, shit.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, it's like their own business right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's where everyone fucked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8190022829264489689?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8190022829264489689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8190022829264489689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8190022829264489689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8190022829264489689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/shiiiiiiiitttttttttttt.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-221792233681544666</id><published>2009-06-07T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:55:53.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ate too many apples, now I have an upset stomach.&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow, I haven't file my Humanities file yet, so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.&lt;br /&gt;Weather was cooling today, good, good.&lt;br /&gt;Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm disturbing you, am I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-221792233681544666?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/221792233681544666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=221792233681544666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/221792233681544666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/221792233681544666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-ate-too-many-apples-now-i-have-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8920014959927923904</id><published>2009-06-06T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T20:10:04.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://l.yimg.com/a/i/us/nws/weather/gr/28d.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 180px;" src="http://l.yimg.com/a/i/us/nws/weather/gr/28d.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Weather is amazingly hot, unsurprisingly. (I used spell-check cause I fail at spelling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm scared of O Levels.&lt;br /&gt;I've been neglecting my studies, so now I'm pretty scared. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticipating a game called Scribblenauts.&lt;br /&gt;Bad thing is, it's coming out probably Sept to Nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O LEVEL SEASON!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8920014959927923904?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8920014959927923904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8920014959927923904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8920014959927923904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8920014959927923904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5156625849886568970</id><published>2009-06-04T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:46:56.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, moving along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna change skin soon, gonna be a girly one, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Back Sunday, The Devil Wears Prada.&lt;br /&gt;I hear too much emo, and probably too much screamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like it, I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5156625849886568970?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5156625849886568970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5156625849886568970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5156625849886568970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5156625849886568970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-moving-along.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7018701051209409446</id><published>2009-06-02T11:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:31:43.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese O Levels; done with it, no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Shit, time's flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhahahahah I'm thinking of you every night.&lt;br /&gt;Boggles the mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7018701051209409446?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7018701051209409446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2526410118398460184</id><published>2009-05-31T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T13:40:00.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Less then 24 hours before I take my MT O Level papers.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2526410118398460184?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2526410118398460184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Maybe this shit ain't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever already.&lt;br /&gt;So, can I just give up like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say yes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8014458517748584465?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8014458517748584465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8014458517748584465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8014458517748584465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8014458517748584465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/maybe-this-shit-aint-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4980878548985586281</id><published>2009-05-28T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:03:55.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to scream my lungs out now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the beach at night, so I can shout out without anyone knowing.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go to the airport, so that the planes can fly away with my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I being like this? I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shed a tear in the bus just now.&lt;br /&gt;Is it that simple?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was blanked out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4980878548985586281?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/4980878548985586281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=4980878548985586281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4980878548985586281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4980878548985586281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/me-i-just-want-to-scream-my-lungs-out.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6417683899189480306</id><published>2009-05-27T17:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T17:23:43.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea I don't really know right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6417683899189480306?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/6417683899189480306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=6417683899189480306&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/6417683899189480306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/6417683899189480306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6036594266805270097</id><published>2009-05-20T20:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T20:41:25.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I'm down with the flu.&lt;br /&gt;A minor one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't scream my songs, will cough, hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams were suck as hell.&lt;br /&gt;All I know is;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - 51/100 [WHAT THE HELL MAN]&lt;br /&gt;E.Maths - 42/80 [ANOTHER. WHAT THE HELL]&lt;br /&gt;A.Maths - 62/80 [Quite pleased]&lt;br /&gt;Biology - 75/100 [Barely made it]&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry - 65/100 [Just Fuc.ed up]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that's left is English and Humans.&lt;br /&gt;Expect a bad grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, Chinese O lvels in 12 days.&lt;br /&gt;1st june, mark that day, cause I will be under pressure.&lt;br /&gt;loads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6036594266805270097?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/6036594266805270097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=6036594266805270097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;And honey I was proud of it&lt;br /&gt;Honey I was proud of, you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You quote the Good Book,&lt;br /&gt;When it's convenient&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;No you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;To talk this through to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Instead you're slashing through the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some boxes, that&lt;br /&gt;Hand-me-down couch, and chair&lt;br /&gt;That used to be at your church&lt;br /&gt;We borrowed them from there&lt;br /&gt;A cabinet record player with nothing but James Taylor&lt;br /&gt;Two carpets from the corner store&lt;br /&gt;Cover the hardwood floor&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a fool to ask for more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You quote the Good Book,&lt;br /&gt;When it's convenient&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;No you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;To talk this through to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Instead you're slashing through the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You quote the Good Book,&lt;br /&gt;When it's convenient&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;No you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;To talk this through to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Instead you're slashing through the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love you had was good enough&lt;br /&gt;The path that we were stuck between&lt;br /&gt;But so much stuff must go tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Oh Lord, what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You quote the Good Book,&lt;br /&gt;When it's convenient&lt;br /&gt;But you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;No you don't have the sense&lt;br /&gt;To talk this through to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Instead you're slashing through the mud&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm?&lt;br /&gt;It's supposed to be a personal song by Taking Back Sunday's front man, Adam Lazzara.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's a nice song overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese O's in what, 12 days?&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna do badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always hated Chinese, always hated me.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully a B3 would be suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hit the sack.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is becoming a personal diary @_@.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5594996427920189778?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5594996427920189778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5594996427920189778&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5594996427920189778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5594996427920189778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-found-house-with-big-yard-and-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1270788467749457893</id><published>2009-05-18T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:08:04.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally, Mid-Years are over.&lt;br /&gt;Gone, kaput.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Well, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to play L4D with JiaLing and Andy just now.&lt;br /&gt;Was, just too random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot, kill, laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Hur.&lt;br /&gt;Went to KFC, and JL was identifying people to which infected they are ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, ____!&lt;br /&gt;How are you? We aren't that close as a friend now are we?&lt;br /&gt;How about we talk about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1270788467749457893?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1270788467749457893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1270788467749457893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1270788467749457893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1270788467749457893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-mid-years-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7026488491883661884</id><published>2009-05-15T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:44:49.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Forward can't be stopped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.Maths was fine I guess, pretty disappoint at not knowing how to do a few.&lt;br /&gt;At least 10 marks gone, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, gotta have to face the truth sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Not looking forward to Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TBH, I don't know why I hate Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the way the subject goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Levels; so not my friend.&lt;br /&gt;You; maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;Me; somehow hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twisting the facts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7026488491883661884?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7026488491883661884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7026488491883661884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7026488491883661884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7026488491883661884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/forward-cant-be-stopped.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3763863978785161758</id><published>2009-05-14T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:55:03.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:58%;" &gt;It's obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:58%;" &gt;It's obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;Take all your medals, take all your ribbons,&lt;br /&gt;Take all your awards, take them, take them back to the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:58%;" &gt;It's obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:58%;" &gt;It's obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:58%;" &gt;It's obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-size:58%;" &gt;It's obvious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3763863978785161758?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3763863978785161758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3763863978785161758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3763863978785161758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3763863978785161758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5585125685741927292</id><published>2009-05-02T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T13:34:15.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Is still living in his simple, pathetic life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5585125685741927292?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5585125685741927292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5585125685741927292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5585125685741927292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5585125685741927292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-still-living-in-his-simple-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2014854543815194716</id><published>2009-05-01T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T14:02:06.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0v3d6SFcDys&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great piece.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jeremy for the recommendation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2014854543815194716?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2014854543815194716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2014854543815194716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2014854543815194716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2014854543815194716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/05/great-piece.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6504128076146360882</id><published>2009-04-28T16:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T16:20:34.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams.&lt;br /&gt;Suck.&lt;br /&gt;Sick.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;Dez Moines lyrics&lt;br /&gt;Send "Dez Moines" Ringtone to your Cell&lt;br /&gt;Fall to your knees, accomplishing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Fall to your knees, only to exercise your schedule.&lt;br /&gt;Abandon calendar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has come with such preaching is loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;Profit: zero, achievement: zero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward can't be stopped.&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;Take all your medals, take all your ribbons,&lt;br /&gt;Take all your awards, take them, take them back to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our youth is lost;&lt;br /&gt;A product of the created circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is maybe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, maybe&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is maybe&lt;br /&gt;This is what I've been expecting all along, all along.&lt;br /&gt;Now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps even the whole-hearted had wished for this.&lt;br /&gt;Now's the time of weakness, now's the time of blood,&lt;br /&gt;And still the time of lions.&lt;br /&gt;Push everything, force everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've all sung of the end, but who truly understands it?&lt;br /&gt;All along, all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward can't be stopped,&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;It just goes to show that some words are useless.&lt;br /&gt;Take all your medals, take all your ribbons,&lt;br /&gt;Take all your awards, take them back to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's screamo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6504128076146360882?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/6504128076146360882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=6504128076146360882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/6504128076146360882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/6504128076146360882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/04/exams.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-8981719491178303028</id><published>2009-04-12T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:21:12.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I have a pathetic life.&lt;br /&gt;I can live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I never knew&lt;br /&gt;I never knew that everything was falling through&lt;br /&gt;That everyone I knew was waiting on a queue&lt;br /&gt;To turn and run when all I needed was the truth&lt;br /&gt;But that's how it's got to be&lt;br /&gt;It's coming down to nothing more than apathy&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather run the other way than stay and see&lt;br /&gt;The smoke and who's still standing when it clears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's rearrange&lt;br /&gt;I wish you were a stranger I could disengage&lt;br /&gt;Just say that we agree and then never change&lt;br /&gt;Soften a bit until we all just get along&lt;br /&gt;But that's disregard&lt;br /&gt;Find another friend and you discard&lt;br /&gt;As you lose the argument in a cable car&lt;br /&gt;Hanging above as the canyon comes between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly I become a part of your past&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming the part that don't last&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing you and its effortless&lt;br /&gt;Without a sound we lose sight of the ground&lt;br /&gt;In the throw around&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that you wanted to bring it down&lt;br /&gt;I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knows I'm in&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;With eight seconds left in overtime&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind&lt;br /&gt;She's on your mind &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, not looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-8981719491178303028?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/8981719491178303028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=8981719491178303028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8981719491178303028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/8981719491178303028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-i-have-pathetic-life.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-2436225555954185512</id><published>2009-04-10T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:28:03.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;The earth, it spins and shakes&lt;br /&gt;It spits you out, it knows your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one notices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you there?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-2436225555954185512?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/2436225555954185512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=2436225555954185512&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2436225555954185512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/2436225555954185512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/04/earth-it-spins-and-shakes-it-spits-you.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7969152742557892506</id><published>2009-04-08T22:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:15:19.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:30%;"&gt;You claim to be my 'best friend'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now you're ignoring me, even in class.&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll stop talking even before we graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You changed everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7969152742557892506?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7969152742557892506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7969152742557892506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7969152742557892506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7969152742557892506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-claim-to-be-my-best-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-110779237488560958</id><published>2009-03-31T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T20:58:03.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:58%;"&gt;I'm living on you pity, symphaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-110779237488560958?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/110779237488560958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=110779237488560958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/110779237488560958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/110779237488560958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-living-on-you-pity-symphaty.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-7017127373815213666</id><published>2009-03-06T20:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T21:15:04.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, school's been passing along slowly like a snaily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back most results, did fairly average.&lt;br /&gt;Except for my Chem and A.Maths and Bio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sucked big time.&lt;br /&gt;Not a single A from my Sciences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta mug now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:300;" &gt;MUGGGG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE : 9:10PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the last hour looking at my old Primary School photos.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to say, the memories spent there has got to be the best of my school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carefree life, the friends, the field.&lt;br /&gt;Now, if only secondary school life was almost like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, hopefully it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY! Pictures of the old me might be up, if I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;I look weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;If only it wasn't like that at all.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you guys back in the old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-7017127373815213666?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/7017127373815213666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=7017127373815213666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/7017127373815213666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6623751693816635296</id><published>2009-01-26T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:30:20.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500%;"&gt;HAPPY MOO MOO YEAR :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6623751693816635296?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/6623751693816635296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Close your eyes and make believe this is where you want to be&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the memories, try to forget love cause love's forgotten me&lt;br /&gt;Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late pretty soon you won't remember a thing&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be distant, the stars reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Your heart's been wasted on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you&lt;br /&gt;My little decoy&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through&lt;br /&gt;I'm using you, my little decoy&lt;br /&gt;My little decoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live your life inside a dream&lt;br /&gt;Time is changing everything&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting all the memories&lt;br /&gt;And I'm forced into you just cause you're into me&lt;br /&gt;Well hey, hey baby, it's never too late&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone you won't remember a thing&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stay and you know I won't wait&lt;br /&gt;I was gone from the very first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never been so used as I'm using you, abusing you&lt;br /&gt;My little decoy&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue, you should've seen right through&lt;br /&gt;I'm using you, my little decoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry at all&lt;br /&gt;(not sorry at all, not sorry. no.)&lt;br /&gt;I won't be sorry at all&lt;br /&gt;(not sorry at all, not sorry. no.)&lt;br /&gt;I'd do it over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't look so blue, my little decoy&lt;br /&gt;You should've seen right through, my little decoy&lt;br /&gt;You've never been so used, my little decoy&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm using you, my little decoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4210952686986211294?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-4094096659208578731</id><published>2009-01-15T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T21:07:04.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suck at school.&lt;br /&gt;I've got to buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio, chem, maths, humanities.&lt;br /&gt;Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A1's gone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-4094096659208578731?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/4094096659208578731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=4094096659208578731&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4094096659208578731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/4094096659208578731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-suck-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-6378792671886806486</id><published>2009-01-09T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:56:32.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worried about my future :/.&lt;br /&gt;Should I go JC or Poly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go JC, can I manage?&lt;br /&gt;If I go Poly, can I decide?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know.&lt;br /&gt;I feel confused :/.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-6378792671886806486?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/6378792671886806486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=6378792671886806486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/6378792671886806486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/6378792671886806486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/01/bored.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5561159359515602979</id><published>2009-01-03T21:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T21:42:37.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm?&lt;br /&gt;School has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, just in a blink of an eye.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the desks, back into uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh not ready @_@.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that was New Year's Eve ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 3B BBQ -coughwalkedfor1andahalfhourcough-&lt;br /&gt;Eat, play, talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to SY's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw IV, Zohan, Blades of Glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated my sis's birthday today.&lt;br /&gt;Eat some random Korean Restaurant, was ok :x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go buy stuffs, like shirts and pants.&lt;br /&gt;Now all I need are more shirt and some shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe a jeans? Lol :3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, bored now.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT THE CAKE &gt;_&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5561159359515602979?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5561159359515602979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5561159359515602979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5561159359515602979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5561159359515602979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2009/01/hm-school-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-5168519056224525703</id><published>2008-12-17T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T11:02:40.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whao, finally I blogs? :3.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh, had chalet from Fri to Sun. It was funzxzxzx ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fri [12th Dec ]&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, was last to reach White Sands Macs @_@. I was like, 40 minutes late :3.&lt;br /&gt;I feel evil :x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, paid teh moneh, then went to teh Zone-X.&lt;br /&gt;Look at Jer play Jubeat??. It was retarded, pressing buttons on a 4x4 grid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Scatman, lalalalalala'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After awhile then we went to the chalet lor.&lt;br /&gt;So crammed in the bus :3. All the fat bags :X.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one thing happened, so funny ;D.&lt;br /&gt;Vera say she want eat, then want to sleep, then I say use tubes lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You know, when people in coma, they use tubes to feed them?'&lt;br /&gt;ROFL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later go makan, then come back.&lt;br /&gt;A buncha us[ me, vera, ly, sy, jw ] went up and watch movies. Like Shaun of the dead and jackass the movie 2 :3. It was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the mahjong people force us to go down @_@. They want sleep :/.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lor, then we played Hotel 626. Jw's lap soooo laggy until the girl wake up also cannot scare us :D.&lt;br /&gt;Play until late late, then sleep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Day [ Sat 13th ]&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Hao came at 6+? Woke us at the floor one :3.&lt;br /&gt;He keep knocking, but we were too tired :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly Pf came down, lol. Open and TADAH ~ Hao appeared.&lt;br /&gt;Then as the sleepy pigs went down from the 2nd floor, we moved to the top floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sad ;_: I slept on floor for awhile, until jian wen kind kind give me a space beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our legs were curled up :3.&lt;br /&gt;Cold, so after awhile I go down play DS :/&lt;br /&gt;Ds died on me &gt;_&lt;. Charge :3.  Later suddenly, Hao locked vera when she brushing teeth. LOL very funny :3. It was there for quite awhile :x.&lt;br /&gt;Later go buy bbq stuff, blah blah, then come back.  I got nothing to do x_x. Walk here walk there :x.&lt;br /&gt;Later BBQ, take long long start fire. &lt;br /&gt;Then eat eat eat, and there was alot of chicken wings[ppk].&lt;br /&gt;3 packets.  HOD eat alot @_@. Like monster. Well, he's the animal :3.&lt;br /&gt;Then late late, they sing in room, lol.&lt;br /&gt;After awhile, I got vera to help me with a.maths. Too very long to solve a question :x. Funny :3.  Then sleep, leg numb, body aches ~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 3 [ Sun 14th ]&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;Final day, nothing much, except go eat, pack stuffs up, then go arcade. Then go home.  Took 45 minutes bus with HOD. WOw, long :x.  NOW AT HOME. I kena cough, sore throat, slight fever. I feel sad &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMEWORKS ARE NEEDED TO BE DONE ZOMGWTHBBQ.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-5168519056224525703?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/5168519056224525703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=5168519056224525703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5168519056224525703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/5168519056224525703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2008/12/whao-finally-i-blogs-3.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-3572419222416517650</id><published>2008-12-04T14:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T14:32:11.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally?&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are nearing to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less then a month, I'll be back in school, donning a uniform, clad in white shoes, carrying a giant bag pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4, O levels.&lt;br /&gt;JC, or Poly? Cannot decide :/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many things happened, had 2B 07 BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;Whao, many stuff happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before that, overnight at Shanon's house.&lt;br /&gt;DUDE, we went to the Hong Kong Cafe 24 Hours at Kovan there, and it was like, 1am in the morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered food, then Shuo Feng ordered a desert.&lt;br /&gt;$5.50 FOR THIS GIGANTIC MOUNTAIN OF RED BEAN-NESS.&lt;br /&gt;It was like, huge @_@. Ate a bit, then we left. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened, then the day arrives.&lt;br /&gt;BARBECUE ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, I found it quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;Stood here, stood there, sat, ate, drink, stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the most coolest thing that happened was Edmund cutting his finger, it was so friggin deep, with blood dripping.&lt;br /&gt;VAMPIRE MODE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rofl, hope he's fine now man ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;Homework, haven't touch.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, HEAR THIS SONG, NA0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f-ZoHqE3R8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f-ZoHqE3R8g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blame Me! Blame Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we could ride all night&lt;br /&gt;To the pace of the blinking light&lt;br /&gt;Wishing traffic was faster (traffic was faster)&lt;br /&gt;Keeping safe distance, but courting disaster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could dance all night&lt;br /&gt;To the sounds of a starting fight&lt;br /&gt;Hoping change would come around (change would come around)&lt;br /&gt;Amazing division, how sweet the sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame me! Blame me! Blame me!&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes you've made but you can't own&lt;br /&gt;Hate me, hate me, hate me&lt;br /&gt;For every honest word that you've postponed&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out of this&lt;br /&gt;Your life's a sinking ship, so&lt;br /&gt;Blame me, blame me, blame me&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes you've made but you can't own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we could stare all day&lt;br /&gt;At problems that won't go away&lt;br /&gt;Silence is pounding (silence is pounding)&lt;br /&gt;You're wearing me down, these corners they're rounding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we could scream all night&lt;br /&gt;With no resolve still left in sight&lt;br /&gt;Stop saying you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;All of these words feel so very empty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame me! Blame me! Blame me!&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes you've made but you can't own&lt;br /&gt;Hate me, hate me, hate me&lt;br /&gt;For every honest word that you've postponed&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out of this&lt;br /&gt;Your life's a sinking ship, so&lt;br /&gt;Blame me, blame me, blame me&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes you've made but you can't own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torturing ourselves, we must be into the abuse&lt;br /&gt;If you're the rope that ties us together&lt;br /&gt;Please make me a noose&lt;br /&gt;Ask me to leave&lt;br /&gt;Then beg me just to stay&lt;br /&gt;Used to run to my arms, but now I walk away&lt;br /&gt;Come and go as you please&lt;br /&gt;I'm like a part-time lover with well-worn knees&lt;br /&gt;Well, come on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blame me! Blame me! Blame me!&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes you've made but you can't own&lt;br /&gt;Hate me, hate me, hate me&lt;br /&gt;For every honest word that you've postponed&lt;br /&gt;Leave me out of this&lt;br /&gt;Your life's a sinking ship, so&lt;br /&gt;Blame me, blame me, blame me&lt;br /&gt;For mistakes you've made but you can't own&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-3572419222416517650?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/3572419222416517650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=3572419222416517650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3572419222416517650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/3572419222416517650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally-holidays-are-nearing-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20034213.post-1043765866370851438</id><published>2008-11-03T17:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T17:18:47.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TmJuyfiruk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-TmJuyfiruk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20034213-1043765866370851438?l=fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/feeds/1043765866370851438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20034213&amp;postID=1043765866370851438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1043765866370851438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20034213/posts/default/1043765866370851438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fearbentheblogster.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>bengoy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18258746568767633514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
