<?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-14049254</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:18:01.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i m only human</title><subtitle type='html'>Reminiscence ,  sanctuary for a troubled heart and a man who is broken. Hell breaks loose.
                        - [+reminiscence]  ĐĴ  §©±ĦŖ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14049254.post-112245158717515219</id><published>2005-07-27T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T14:55:52.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of heart</title><content type='html'>ure still here? damn ure slow. update ur links everybody!&lt;br /&gt; - mr.#17&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sodapauper.blogspot.com/"&gt;the pauper who drank soda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112245158717515219?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112245158717515219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112245158717515219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112245158717515219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112245158717515219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/change-of-heart.html' title='Change of heart'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112202642639597447</id><published>2005-07-22T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:00:26.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>my life stinks. my room stinks.&lt;br /&gt;i suck. everything that's mine sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i am the worst. everything i own is the worst.&lt;br /&gt;i want to complain but i can't. i wanna protest but i cant&lt;br /&gt;this world is unfair. swear words are so common they arent swear words anymore&lt;br /&gt;life fucking sucks.&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;this world is crap. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://subterran.blogspot.com"&gt; mind of its own&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112202642639597447?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112202642639597447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112202642639597447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112202642639597447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112202642639597447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112185657571450730</id><published>2005-07-20T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T18:49:35.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need someone to talk to.</title><content type='html'>Question from a source :&lt;br /&gt;Why are you so idiotic so retarded and acting so poser all the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m sorry, &lt;br /&gt;dear whoever you are. I am who i am ..... I can't seem to change cause i have never ever heard of other people telling me this...hmmm i think u are the weird one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a email I got....a hatemail from some person wh oread my blog.&lt;br /&gt;No use arguing with this kinda people.&lt;br /&gt;Mentally retarded.&lt;br /&gt;But , forgive and forget ;&lt;br /&gt;I WON'T !&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112185657571450730?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112185657571450730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112185657571450730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112185657571450730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112185657571450730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-need-someone-to-talk-to.html' title='I need someone to talk to.'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112177088823093082</id><published>2005-07-19T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T19:01:28.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;This song is one of the best songs I've heard since last year. Haha hope to say this with everyone xD&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 18px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; margin-bottom: 5px;"&gt;One Way&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;by Hillsong United&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;h1 style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; font-size: 14px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;album: More Than Life (2004)&lt;/h1&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lay my life down at your feet&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I need&lt;br /&gt;I turn to you and you are always there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In troubled times its you I seek&lt;br /&gt;I put you first thats all I need&lt;br /&gt;I humble all I am, All to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I could live for&lt;br /&gt;One Way&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I could live for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are always, always there&lt;br /&gt;Every how and everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Your grace abounds so deeply within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wil never ever change&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday today the same&lt;br /&gt;Forever till forever meets no end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I could live for&lt;br /&gt;One Way&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one that I could live for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the way the truth and the life&lt;br /&gt;We live by faith and not by sight ... for you&lt;br /&gt;We're living all for you&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112177088823093082?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112177088823093082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112177088823093082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112177088823093082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112177088823093082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-way.html' title='One Way'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112167267365575599</id><published>2005-07-18T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T15:46:18.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>Now although i personally have not read the lastest HBP bk, but i've done my research *bad boy grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed the text color so highlight it to read the spoilers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Spoilers :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Who is the Half-blood Prince?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Which major character died and what is basically the whole story??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;I'll cut it down because its a long story, but Draco Malfoy disarms Dumbledore and is set to kill him, but he cant. The Death Eaters who are with him then call Snape, who walks in, Dumbledore pleads with Snape, who looks at him with loathing, and then Snape casts Avada Kedavra at Dumbledore, and it hits him, bang in the chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Snape is the Half Blood Prince. His father was a Muggle named Tobias Snape, and his mother was a witch named Prince, cant remember her first name, sorry. Snape is an incredibly powerful wizard, he reveals that James Potter would never attack him unless it was 4 on 1, and that James used spells that Snape has invented, against him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Its also explained how Voldemort survived the Avada Kedavra curse, he has split his soul into 7, 6 of which are hidden in objects called "Horcruxes". Dumbledore explains to Harry that two of the Horcruxes have been destroyed, Harry and Dumbledore then set out to find the other Horcruxes, as if all 6 are destroyed, Voldermort will then be Mortal again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; On a brighter note, Harry and Ginny get together, only to break up because Harry doesnt want to put her in any further danger. Ron and Hermione fall out, and still don't get together. Bill and Fleur announce their engagement. Percy Weasley visits the Burrow. Tonks reveals she is in love with Lupin, who at the end of the book, returns her love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry, Ron and Hermione learn to Apparate, Hermione passes her test, Ron fails as he leaves half an eyebrow behind. Harry is too young to take the test, but is allowed to Apparate with Dumbledores permission.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry is also made Quidditch Captain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; The new minister for magic is Rufus Scrimgeour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Another spoiler : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Spoiler Alert: What follows is the first quick synopsis of the events in Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince to appear on the Web – including all major plot revelations and deaths. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Because Lord Voldemort is back and so many uncontrollable, evil things are happening, Cornelius Fudge has resigned as Minister of Magic and replaced by Rufus Scrimgeour, a vampire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Draco Malfoy has become a Death Eater and arranges to smuggle a secret item into Hogwarts. Voldemort has sent him on a special, possibly suicidal mission, possibly to kill Harry. Draco’s mother has Severus Snape swear an Unbreakable Vow to keep Draco from harm, if he can, and aid him on his mission. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry inherits the late Sirius Black’s house – although Sirius’ murderer and sister, Bellatrix, also has a claim to it. Harry becomes captain of his Quidditch team. Draco declares he may never finish school next year at Hogwarts because the Dark Lord will value his loyalty and service before then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Professor Dumbledore takes Harry on a memory-trip vision to witness Voldemort’s origins - with the Dark Lord’s grandparents, who are Merope Gaunt, a witch, one of the last of a long, pure-blood magic family, and a Muggle named Tom Riddle. But like Harry, Voldemort soon becomes an orphan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry gets into a Potions class at the last minute, taught by a new teacher, an old friend of Dumbledore’s named Slughorn whom he’s brought back to Hogwards. Harry is issued an old magic textbook with scribblings on it from the previous owner: the Half-Blood Prince. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; A female student named Katie Bell unwraps a package while in Hogsmeade, the local village. She finds an old locket - and is nearly killed by it. Harry learns from another of his visits to the past that the Slytherin locket belonged to Merope Gaunt, Voldemort’s grandmother. And he learns that Riddle/Voldemort has murdered people for that locket. he also learns that Riddle/Voldemort tried to become the teacher of the Defense against the Dark Arts class but was refused by Dumbledore, even though Dumbledore knew Riddle/Voldemort was after something else entirely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Ron, Harry, Hermione and Ginny get into various who-kissed-whom, who’s-cheated-on-whom arguments. Jealous, teenagery arguments. And like teenagers, everyone switches partners in a matter of weeks. Ron accidentally swallows a love potion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; In their memory-traveling, Harry and Dumblebore see Slughorn meet Voldemort when Slughorn first taught at Hogwarts – but Slughorn’s memories have been deliberately “cleansed.” Harry tries to get into Slughorn’s good graces to find out more about the “horcrux” memory but fails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry gets two house elves to spy on Draco. He’s becoming paler, greyer – perhaps his mission is going badly. They see him regularly sneak into the Room of Requirement. Which Harry can’t enter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Hagrid’s favorite giant spider, Aragog, dies. He holds a funeral for it, and Harry uses the occasion to get Slughorn drunk and get the “horcrux” memory he needs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; A few days before yet another Quidditch match, Harry heads into a bathroom to find Malfoy talking to Moaning Myrtle. They battle, Harry nearly kills Draco. Snape saves Draco and demands to know how Harry knew such a curse. Harry is given detention, which will prevent him from playing in – yes – the Quidditch match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry learns that it was Snape who told Voldemort about the prophecy concerning Harry, and he accuses Dumbledore of bringing Snape to Hogwarts in the first place. But Dumbledore convinces Harry to accompany him to a cave where Voldemort has left a “horcrux” - essentially a piece of his soul. Dumbledore must drink a potion (that contains the locket) and it nearly kills him. Harry helps him back to Hogwarts - only to find Malfoy has let Death Eaters in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; If you do not wish to learn the ending, do not read any further.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Dumbledore immobilizes Harry (under his Invisibility Cloak) but is disarmed by Malfoy. Malfoy and the Death Eaters can’t kill Dumbledore – but Snape can, blasting Dumbledore over the wall while Harry can only watch, helpless. It is Snape who is the Half-Blood Prince. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Snape and Harry battle, until Hagrid saves Harry and the Death Eaters are eventually driven away. Harry learns what was inside the locket all along - a mysterious message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; Harry, the survivors and an “extraordinary assortment” of people from the Order of the Phoenix, the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts alumni gather as they burn Dumbledore’s body and encase the remains in a white marble tomb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background: rgb(31, 72, 114) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial; color: rgb(31, 72, 114);"&gt;&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/14049254-112167267365575599?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112167267365575599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112167267365575599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112167267365575599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112167267365575599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112152984239880055</id><published>2005-07-17T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T00:04:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can You solve this anagram?</title><content type='html'>Can You solve this anagram?&lt;br /&gt;Dan Yellow indeed solve England girl lying on hike&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This anagram is something close to my heart (its not the meaning!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112152984239880055?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112152984239880055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112152984239880055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112152984239880055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112152984239880055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/can-you-solve-this-anagram.html' title='Can You solve this anagram?'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112125945461565027</id><published>2005-07-13T20:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T20:57:34.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those Who Suffered More</title><content type='html'>Back to blogging. Trouble's brewing. Skool's turning into a Gangfight sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, didn't receive quite good reviews for my song composition, shld be due to the fact i haven't recorded the song on my com yet....hmm nxt wishlist haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, its mugging time alreadi....shld hav started months ago, but gaining seriously momentum these days, Chemistry and Physics still like fucking shit , hopefully i plan to back on my Maths instead. Thanks Ade.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm sometimes i fell like i have no one to talk to. I need some help.&lt;br /&gt;- "He can help others , but he can't save himself."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112125945461565027?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lyrics.astraweb.com/displayp.cgi?sum_41..does_this_look_infected..over_my_head_better_off_dead' title='Those Who Suffered More'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112125945461565027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112125945461565027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112125945461565027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112125945461565027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/those-who-suffered-more.html' title='Those Who Suffered More'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112088933494043288</id><published>2005-07-09T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T14:08:54.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geeks</title><content type='html'>Hate of the Common Unheard&lt;br /&gt;Composed and written by wiL (#17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the usual timetables&lt;br /&gt;Up on the wall in my room&lt;br /&gt;I've got the usual hate label&lt;br /&gt;Within the happiness it brings doom&lt;br /&gt;I get the dirt for being who i am&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know why they care&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the faces of them&lt;br /&gt;When they see that it's not fair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||  Coz' I've been waiting for this pain to override&lt;br /&gt;      And I've been leaveing them a goal wide open&lt;br /&gt;      They've been beating on things that annoy me&lt;br /&gt;      And somehow I can't can't get free&lt;br /&gt;      Coz' I've been waiting for this hurt to go away&lt;br /&gt;      And I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;      When these people , they gang up on me&lt;br /&gt;      They hurt me so bad , yet they don't see me ||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been crying in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;I've been holding on for life&lt;br /&gt;I'm locked up in this tomb&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break free with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;I wanna bring them the fight&lt;br /&gt;I'm locked up now , I don't care if i hide&lt;br /&gt;From this isde there's no light&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna die an unhappy person&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||  Coz' I've been waiting for this pain to override&lt;br /&gt;      And I've been leaveing them a goal wide open&lt;br /&gt;      They've been beating on things that annoy me&lt;br /&gt;      And somehow I can't can't get free&lt;br /&gt;       Coz' I've been waiting for this hurt to go away&lt;br /&gt;      And I don't know what to say&lt;br /&gt;      When these people , they gang up on me&lt;br /&gt;      They hurt me so bad , yet they don't see me ||&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz' I've been waiting for this pain to override&lt;br /&gt;And I've been leaveing them a goal wide open&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I can't can't get free&lt;br /&gt;Coz' I've been waiting for this hurt to go away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the usual timetables&lt;br /&gt; Up on the wall in my room&lt;br /&gt; I've got the usual hate label&lt;br /&gt; Within the happiness it brings doom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112088933494043288?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112088933494043288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112088933494043288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112088933494043288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112088933494043288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/geeks.html' title='Geeks'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112020097159237053</id><published>2005-07-01T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T14:56:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crapped.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes when u think that life is good , someone will come and ruin it.&lt;br /&gt;Today sucks. Big time. SOME people think that counterstrike the game is their life.&lt;br /&gt;SOME people:    &lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;"We didn't lose the game; we just ran out of time."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME people just because JWong interrupted their c-s tournament that they claim to be winning, will have a mood swing and scream at you for no fuckin' reason.&lt;br /&gt;SOME people never apologize , they think just because their c-s skills are pro , they got all the gear and all that shit headphones and what razor diamond shit mouse, they think they can scream their ass off.&lt;br /&gt;SOME people who look down on you juz cause your studies are as good as them, where i live i na HDB flat and you live in a private housing.&lt;br /&gt;SOME people think that their shit are the best. What stupid super mouse what stupid super mousepad? What in 15 years time wanna be a lawyer? I never say dreaming is bad, but you dun have to look down on others. SO what if i have no looks and no talent? So what if u got more 'talent' than me? You got looks? NO. Talent? Other than c-s? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Don't be so humble - you are not that great."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun think ranting off is useless. But. As soon as i get out of this crap skool, goodbye all. I dun ever wanna see u again. HMPF. What a lousy way to end my Youth Day celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;God save the world from this kinda fucking muggers. I realised that its best to mind my own business. Better still dun be such a nice guy anymore. Muggers juz dun appreciate ure kindness.&lt;br /&gt;Muggers never change.&lt;br /&gt;SOME people never change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to people on your way up because you meet them on your way down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The true measure of a man is how he treats someone who can do him absolutely no good.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;dl&gt;   &lt;dt&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt; &lt;/dl&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112020097159237053?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112020097159237053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112020097159237053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112020097159237053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112020097159237053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/07/crapped.html' title='Crapped.'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112011822451891288</id><published>2005-06-30T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T16:34:40.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to deal?</title><content type='html'>Heck well I got my guitar , and i went for my best pal's confirmation. 2 top items done. SO what's next?&lt;br /&gt;Youth Day celebrations. What a bore.&lt;br /&gt;Newest craze : Slipknot.&lt;br /&gt;Are they or are they not satanic....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasper : no idea...dunno...&lt;br /&gt;#17 wiL : heheh...they are weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god dammit #17 wiL youre answer was so right.&lt;br /&gt;opps i am praising myself. What an idiot. But.&lt;br /&gt;Punk motto : DIY&lt;br /&gt;so? I DIY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mug harder dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i gonna deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes a man has to choose&lt;br /&gt;And do something he doesn't wanna do&lt;br /&gt;Do I live my life with you as my wife&lt;br /&gt;Or do I go on and pursue my lifetime dream&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do this for me&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if I don't I'll probably regret it&lt;br /&gt;But if I don't I'll probably regret it&lt;br /&gt;How do I cope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;when&lt;br /&gt;The one you love is with somebdoy else&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing you could do about it&lt;br /&gt;How do I deal with&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you had a chance&lt;br /&gt;But you chose to turn away for your career&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take it though it's heartbreakin'&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I had to do&lt;br /&gt;But nobody said that it would hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;So how to I live...how do I deal without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me to know&lt;br /&gt;That your heart hurts with me&lt;br /&gt;But you're with him cause I chose&lt;br /&gt;To be in this industry&lt;br /&gt;Money, shows, and hoes come along with luxury and pain&lt;br /&gt;Is all you see when you think about it&lt;br /&gt;But this is the life that I was given&lt;br /&gt;So I have to live it to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;But how do I deal in the meantime without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I gotta take it though it's heartbreakin'&lt;br /&gt;It's something that I had to do&lt;br /&gt;But nobody said that it would hurt so bad&lt;br /&gt;So how to I live...how do I deal without you?&lt;br /&gt;Somebody tell me......please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/14049254-112011822451891288?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112011822451891288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112011822451891288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112011822451891288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112011822451891288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/06/how-to-deal.html' title='How to deal?'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112004469972354524</id><published>2005-06-29T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T19:31:39.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seek and you shall receive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i seeked my god...my god eluded me.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i seeked my friends...my friends i do not have any................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;i did not seek for some things.......but i found all three................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112004469972354524?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Punk_rock' title='Seek and you shall receive'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112004469972354524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14049254&amp;postID=112004469972354524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112004469972354524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14049254/posts/default/112004469972354524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/2005/06/seek-and-you-shall-receive.html' title='Seek and you shall receive'/><author><name>wiL (#17)</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03589305885077257206</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-14049254.post-112004301857521860</id><published>2005-06-29T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T19:06:26.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Life....</title><content type='html'>(reposted from my other blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddammit. fuckit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;describes my feeling now :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I come from isn't all that great&lt;br /&gt;My automobile is a piece of crap&lt;br /&gt;My fashion sense is a little whack&lt;br /&gt;And my friends are just as screwy as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't go to boarding schools&lt;br /&gt;Preppie girls never looked at me&lt;br /&gt;Why should they?&lt;br /&gt;I ain't nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Look at all those movie stars&lt;br /&gt;They're so beautiful and clean&lt;br /&gt;When their home maids scrub the floors&lt;br /&gt;They get the spaces in between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Are you gone and onto someone new?&lt;br /&gt;I needed somewhere to hang my head&lt;br /&gt;Without your noose&lt;br /&gt;You gave me something that I didn’t have&lt;br /&gt;But had no use&lt;br /&gt;I was too weak to give in&lt;br /&gt;Too strong to lose&lt;br /&gt;My heart is under arrest again&lt;br /&gt;But I break loose&lt;br /&gt;My head is giving me life or death&lt;br /&gt;But I can’t choose&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;Its real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;The life, the love&lt;br /&gt;You die to heal&lt;br /&gt;The hope that starts&lt;br /&gt;The broken hearts&lt;br /&gt;You trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I’m no fool&lt;br /&gt;I’m getting tired of starting again&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born to resist or be abused?&lt;br /&gt;I swear I’ll never give in&lt;br /&gt;I refuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Has someone taken your faith?&lt;br /&gt;Its real, the pain you feel&lt;br /&gt;You trust, you must&lt;br /&gt;Confess , I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end. fuckedup life.&lt;br /&gt;positive negativity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14049254-112004301857521860?l=garage-inc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://garage-inc.blogspot.com/feeds/112004301857521860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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