<?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-8498363557630318010</id><updated>2011-11-01T13:03:39.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's</title><subtitle type='html'>like this!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>348</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4384796935278638639</id><published>2011-11-01T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T13:03:39.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK YEAH IM BACK</title><content type='html'>So, Ive missed blogging, but fuck that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It aint about writing just for the sake of writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELL NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about kicking ass, and winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the only way is being awesome, and I FUCKING LOVE BEING AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell you what,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been reading, and I came to realize, my wish is nearly granted, if not, ALMOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckyeah.jpg headslam.gif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy, am I glad to find out for myself. Cuz that guy, you see, he stole something from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Technically, it wasnt mine to begin with cuz I stole that piece of trash too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my time and fun with it, now that loser, thinks he's bored with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN A right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I aint gonna collect my trash from the community centre boy, so you can have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I am proud of it, but justice is served on a silver platter by a fucking classic butler with nothing but the finest, and whitest gloves you can find!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BITCH, WHO'S DA BITCH NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-4384796935278638639?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4384796935278638639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4384796935278638639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4384796935278638639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4384796935278638639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2011/11/fuck-yeah-im-back.html' title='FUCK YEAH IM BACK'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7428982061734682268</id><published>2010-08-04T09:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:17:53.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://cheebyerais.tumblr.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moved. HAHHAHA. I move like changing undies like that. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7428982061734682268?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7428982061734682268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7428982061734682268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7428982061734682268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7428982061734682268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/08/httpcheebyerais.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3440263403695219055</id><published>2010-08-03T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:43:56.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Swirls</title><content type='html'>I know I'm bad;&lt;br /&gt;For you,&lt;br /&gt;Your future,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that right now you've got loads to juggle&lt;br /&gt;and its already hard the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to let you go,&lt;br /&gt;because I know that you're the only thing that holds me together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never done so much in so little time,&lt;br /&gt;and the best part was that I got to do it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I just want you to know that I care,&lt;br /&gt;and I'd give the world a big ass fight just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me cheesy, call me a frickin' noob I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;Its that smile I see after every stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Just maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3440263403695219055?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3440263403695219055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3440263403695219055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3440263403695219055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3440263403695219055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-know-im-bad-for-you-your-future-i.html' title='Pink Swirls'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5463791898064239279</id><published>2010-08-02T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T11:07:13.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A life worth living</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;http://masquevelvet.blogspot.com/2010/08/rose-by-any-other-name-is-still-rose.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from above. Read. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt that having being in each other arms is more important than having a lot of picture together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that love is not measured by the amount of pictures we take, but by the amount of memories deeply embedded in our hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that appearance is only secondary to personality and charm, because beauty fades and personality captures the heart and lasts forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that the things I don't see are the things that I am suppose to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that I don't want to look back one day and realize that I missed out on all the small things because I was too busy looking for something big.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that great things always come in small packages, because gifts are not suppose to be measured by its monetary value and quantity but what it is worth to you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that giving in is not weak but a sign of strength and love, because you place the importance of someone else's above yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that all the best things are left unsaid, because they are meant to be felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that love is not suppose to be overrated, but rather is something special shared between two person. A bond, a link, a connection between two hearts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that love is not suppose to be comparable, because every love is different and has its own life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that love is not all about sweet sugary flirtatious words and romantic candlelight dinner, but of two person eating together staring into each other eyes and being comfortable. (Anywhere but mamak please lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that love is not about changing someone else to suit you, but accepting and loving them for the way they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;(zz: i-am-not-romantic-but-robotic lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that being too over demanding is wrong, and someone who puts up with all your nonsense and crying is someone who really loves you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that talking nicely helps resolves problem faster than yelling and feet-stamping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that someone who has seen you in your worst, in your tear stained face, and still comes back to comfort you is someone who cares alot about you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that love is not suppose to be written all over and to be announced to the whole world, because we know in our heart how happy we are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that after 4 years, I was too busy looking for something BIG only to realize that I forgot the reason I fell in love in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that I loved his charm, and not the money nor the looks. It was the smile. The smile which caught my eye and made me weak in my knees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that money can buy me alot of things, but money can't buy me YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;I learnt that I never realised how happy i was just seeing your text in the morning saying: "Morning sunshine! I am off to uni"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5463791898064239279?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5463791898064239279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5463791898064239279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5463791898064239279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5463791898064239279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-worth-living.html' title='A life worth living'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8666487118033396528</id><published>2010-07-29T09:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T09:51:38.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>will miss you! like duh! = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8666487118033396528?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8666487118033396528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8666487118033396528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8666487118033396528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8666487118033396528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/will-miss-you-like-duh.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5051143748633254160</id><published>2010-07-21T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:15:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First kiss</title><content type='html'>She won’t ever get enough&lt;br /&gt;Once she gets a little touch&lt;br /&gt;If I had it my way,&lt;br /&gt;You know that I’d make her say&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5051143748633254160?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5051143748633254160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5051143748633254160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5051143748633254160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5051143748633254160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/first-kiss.html' title='First kiss'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3588122472983779230</id><published>2010-07-20T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T11:02:51.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got me thinkin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TEXkV9OkiII/AAAAAAAAB54/fZCKnhDcUs0/s1600/sand.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TEXkV9OkiII/AAAAAAAAB54/fZCKnhDcUs0/s320/sand.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496049986139621506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason,&lt;br /&gt;When people tell you to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means to hold on to something that seems to be slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;It means to stand firm onto something that is almost, diminishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like sand on your hands that slips away, you hold on to it dearly even though trying is just not enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through time and hardships, when you open up your hands, you will find that there are still some leftovers. Memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These leftovers are the ones you bring with you into your life and never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories that you'll cherish no matter what it may represent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be strong, and stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you always let go of the sands and ALL that you try to not lose, you'll lose everything including yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lose some and you win some. You can't win everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't get too comfortable, because you know deep down it's not good for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;villi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3588122472983779230?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3588122472983779230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3588122472983779230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3588122472983779230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3588122472983779230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/got-me-thinkin.html' title='Got me thinkin'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TEXkV9OkiII/AAAAAAAAB54/fZCKnhDcUs0/s72-c/sand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5594504158470973351</id><published>2010-07-14T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T13:19:03.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hummerdrummer</title><content type='html'>Look me in the eye, and tell me whether ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would intentionally hurt you just for fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be an asshole for a moment in your face and laugh at it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I could not care less about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That every time I hold your hand, and it feels fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That when I meant something, I'd go back on my words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I can't. Really.&lt;br /&gt;I've been nothing but honest.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I felt as tho I did something wrong, I apologized.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see your smile every time.&lt;br /&gt;I want to gaze in your eyes and know that everything is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what I do or don't, seems to be a mistake and worst part is you hate me for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying so hard right now and I am trying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been serious all these while and did you see me hesitating one bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up, because I am only human, and my intentions are clear.&lt;br /&gt;I've forsaken more than you already know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5594504158470973351?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5594504158470973351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5594504158470973351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5594504158470973351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5594504158470973351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/hummerdrummer.html' title='Hummerdrummer'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7639339520830581336</id><published>2010-07-12T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:18:42.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Elevator</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TDto9BBx2DI/AAAAAAAAB5w/JWw8YXMuwVg/s1600/1231231231312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TDto9BBx2DI/AAAAAAAAB5w/JWw8YXMuwVg/s320/1231231231312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493099567965657138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out very very oddly, but it turned into something no one could expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I got slapped right. Like wtf was that for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now where everything is, is just wonderful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7639339520830581336?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7639339520830581336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7639339520830581336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7639339520830581336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7639339520830581336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/elevator.html' title='Elevator'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TDto9BBx2DI/AAAAAAAAB5w/JWw8YXMuwVg/s72-c/1231231231312.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4044266839173433684</id><published>2010-07-07T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T12:19:57.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So blind so blind</title><content type='html'>Feels like I've lost a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that it was anything to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But things just got "loose".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds wrong I admit. But it sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we shared the same things that never made us last. Funny how it works eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more like being welcoming and all, and I believed that one day she just lost the hope on us as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I wasn't good enough, and so do us, as her friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, reality sucks but I never thought that we'd be distant because of the distance. Literally. Fuck man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facebook doesn't help. It's like talking to the wall instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats why your messages are posted on their walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's up to them to acknowledge, or ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame her, but I guess she gave up on us a long time already. And we were more like an obligation rather than someone you'd look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do admit, we're not the best bunch out there but let me be selfish and ask her, what about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was I just your "friend" that allowed you a place to sleep and transport?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No I'm not condemning your actions nor am I hating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hate the fact that a friend is lost for no specific reason what so ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never grew apart at all. Why never grew apart? Well, because whenever we talked, we have the same concerns and thoughts. We grew to become strangers that have known each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess being there for you also got me ignored when you needed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps just someone to tell you its okay and when you get up, you leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wasn't really persistent either in trying to get her to remember that we're still friends.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want to annoy the fuck out of her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, another chapter closed.&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/8498363557630318010-4044266839173433684?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4044266839173433684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4044266839173433684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4044266839173433684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4044266839173433684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-blind-so-blind.html' title='So blind so blind'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-108711409014137389</id><published>2010-07-06T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T13:39:11.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pewsquare</title><content type='html'>Dlding Percy Jackson's Lightning Theif. Nt yet watch = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my friend's blog post about something really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about knowing another person's partner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simple questions that have alot of meaning into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading about how they are so open about the details and questions they answer, really made a big impact on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I too hope that I'll see myself openly stating my flaws with my feelings in the same direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, it feels right = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-108711409014137389?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/108711409014137389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=108711409014137389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/108711409014137389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/108711409014137389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/dlding-percy-jacksons-lightning-theif.html' title='pewsquare'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-354356790957325465</id><published>2010-07-06T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T05:54:22.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upon you</title><content type='html'>Write on a piece of paper, and tell me the wrong that I've done.&lt;br /&gt;Then write the good that I've done as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-354356790957325465?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/354356790957325465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=354356790957325465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/354356790957325465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/354356790957325465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/upon-you.html' title='Upon you'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7507709228287876377</id><published>2010-07-04T11:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T11:22:19.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You give me courage&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7507709228287876377?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7507709228287876377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7507709228287876377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7507709228287876377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7507709228287876377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/you-give-me-courage.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1169893333685542216</id><published>2010-07-02T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T03:41:22.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am seriously left with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;and that I can't do anything to stop from getting you hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;love that you were trouble but i couldn't resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1169893333685542216?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1169893333685542216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1169893333685542216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1169893333685542216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1169893333685542216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-seriously-left-with-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1646173597642980376</id><published>2010-06-30T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:50:25.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You</title><content type='html'>I don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding words at an hour like this is just plain gibberish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish words could explain how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish words could tell you what is inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish words could express my heart's desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish words could assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish words could make it everlasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish words could tell how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was that easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never intended on anything else, except you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deepest regret was how we started off.&lt;br /&gt;How one thing led to another.&lt;br /&gt;And how it is still affecting everything that we hold dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could take all the bad that has been done, and keep it away.&lt;br /&gt;Because all I have to show now is how much you mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes it's kind of silly writing this stuff here, but hey, I'll be honest because I'm no perfect talker when it comes to my own heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've taught me things I've ignored all my life.&lt;br /&gt;You made me realize how much of a person someone can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to be better&lt;br /&gt;Teach me what the world has to offer&lt;br /&gt;because I swear, I can't do it alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1646173597642980376?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' 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My first fender bender!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But but but I still am proud that I've lasted 14 months since driving before having my experience of accident.&lt;br /&gt;Mahai sakit hati. But, oh well there's nothing much I can do, so I'll just smile because everyone's safe and I handled it my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read as you wish, but I gotta compile my thoughts incase of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked away, so does he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, lets begin my story time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's around 12.50 - 1 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was driving at ss15 passing by INTI heading downwards to MCD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucker hit me. There's no possible way that I HIT him, because if I did the only reasonable explanation of my CAR is that I turned 90' degrees and reversed. He hit me while I was on a straight line.&lt;br /&gt;I my car was actually ahead of his car by what? half a meter?&lt;br /&gt;He persist and he hit me. Dumb ass.&lt;br /&gt;How do you like your BMW 5 series now bitch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god I've never been so polite but I guess it was the adrenaline. (weird right wtf)&lt;br /&gt;And my mental preparation of what was to come when someone hits you.&lt;br /&gt;I did prepare, after all I was expecting it to happen anytime because it's something unavoidable. To have an "accident" or whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hit others or you'll get hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we stepped out of the car, i parked mine so did he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to him NICELY but realized after a discussion with parents that it's useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fella actually thought I was a bloody dumb ass moron because he said, I want your number, you call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight to the point, i said sir, just miss call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied " I no credit. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you I was ready to laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're driving a 5 series and he's holding a touch screen phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after so much of trying to convince that I mean no harm and I'm not attacking him, he wanted to choke me.&lt;br /&gt;He manhandled me. I was taking pics because I needed to protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;He snapped my car number plates as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouted, sir you are manhandling me. This is an assault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threaten samore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GG. I can sleep tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Well, I've got my own lesson to learn. But its fine. I did nothing wrong to provoke him nor did I flip the finger at him. I have my own right of way he hit me, and you could categorize that he assaulted me as well.  =.= still beh song, my 14 month accident-free record is gone. for the rest of my life. sigh. 16 000 KM.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!!!! This is sad. Once in a lifetime bragging rights just got thrown away tonight. And for what? that dumbass mafark.&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not over it. yet. = /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2893702422996801364?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2893702422996801364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2893702422996801364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2893702422996801364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2893702422996801364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-knew-it.html' title='I knew it'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3249445061792540467</id><published>2010-06-26T14:52:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:52:43.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'd be a fool to let you go.&lt;br /&gt;You're someone that makes me want to be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3249445061792540467?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3249445061792540467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3249445061792540467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3249445061792540467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3249445061792540467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/id-be-fool-to-let-you-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2385629511848117339</id><published>2010-06-26T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T14:37:59.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will never forget today.&lt;br /&gt;Where I felt so much warmth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words can never begin to even describe how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent it with people who meant the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Family.&lt;br /&gt;My Friends.&lt;br /&gt;And that person whom I will forever cherish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words really really can't describe what I feel, because it's all too perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flaws that I have never existed today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt something I've yearned to feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something too personal for me to blog about, but I must let it out because it's beautiful and amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end, I felt like I could be anybody and still not worry about making mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is forever different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys, I really do.&lt;br /&gt;I never felt so much content in my life before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like crying because I've been twisted, scrubbed, and cleaned of all my whole self that it makes me feel so pure as a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry so badly, that I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day, without regrets and negativity.&lt;br /&gt;It was really awesome that I feel different.&lt;br /&gt;I feel changed, for the betterment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought an experience or a situation would be my wake up call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But never through feeling of sincerity and kindness that I've met with today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything that I've lost is returned to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always will remember this day, and that everyone of you were part of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so so so much. I really am grateful for all the smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't leave just yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2385629511848117339?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2385629511848117339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2385629511848117339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2385629511848117339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2385629511848117339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-will-never-forget-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8055246549385827699</id><published>2010-06-19T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T01:51:52.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Like a cherry pop</title><content type='html'>emo bebelmo tiem! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird you know?&lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm not done yet&lt;br /&gt;But there are days when I feel, liberated.&lt;br /&gt;And then there are days like these where I feel, grounded.&lt;br /&gt;Almost as if I am unable to move anywhere, and if I could, I don't feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Funny shit right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really sucks, this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't help it, because there isn't anything that motivates me further than what I feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'd rather feel hurt than feel nothing at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's just a while, but I'll be fine. I always do.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pull through. It's a phase everyone deals with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll recognize the strength that I've yet to find and harness it within.&lt;br /&gt;But probably it's because I've been experiencing alot of deaths around me lately.&lt;br /&gt;No not literally ALOT, but you know, people dying. A family member, an unknown person whom went to the same college as I did. Untimely deaths to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I could say all these are related it's just that, news like this really brings you down.&lt;br /&gt;What more when it's clearly not their time to leave you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfinished business, that's the worst u could ever do to someone.&lt;br /&gt;You leave without closing.&lt;br /&gt;And that's really shitty, knowing that a person will never be able to come and accomplish what he/she has promised.&lt;br /&gt;Words like, " Hey, I'll see you soon alright? " just gets thrown away like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll understand soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, emo bebelmo je. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep it off! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I apologize for everything I've caused to you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;You deserve better than this.&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8055246549385827699?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8055246549385827699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8055246549385827699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8055246549385827699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8055246549385827699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/like-cherry-pop.html' title='Like a cherry pop'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3681118651005039638</id><published>2010-06-15T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T23:04:06.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chances are we´ll find a new equation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Chances roll away from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Chances are all they hope to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Don't get me wrong I'd never say never&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Cause though love can change the weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No act of God can pull me away from you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I´m just a realistic man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A bottle filled with shells and sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Afraid to love beyond what I can lose when it comes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And though I see us through yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3681118651005039638?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3681118651005039638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3681118651005039638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3681118651005039638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3681118651005039638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/chances-are-well-find-new-equation.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8306032350288546482</id><published>2010-06-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:52:16.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thy memory lives on</title><content type='html'>Cousin passed away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before this, I was just browsing through blogs when I stumbled upon a person dedicating a page to his cousin yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am dedicating my post to my cousin, today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's really too short, it really bums me out at times about just dropping everything and pursuing something.&lt;br /&gt;Then reality has to come to kick me out of my "dreams" and pull me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We may not know each other well,&lt;br /&gt;about you, and who you are is what people tell,&lt;br /&gt;but when we met at such a place,&lt;br /&gt;i can never forget that friendly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be remembered.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8306032350288546482?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8306032350288546482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8306032350288546482' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8306032350288546482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8306032350288546482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/thy-memory-lives-on.html' title='Thy memory lives on'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5579066095761739900</id><published>2010-06-13T12:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T12:23:29.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vantage Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs521.ash1/30648_401092291331_588521331_4779573_3155931_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 449px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs521.ash1/30648_401092291331_588521331_4779573_3155931_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this.is.lack.of.sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5579066095761739900?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5579066095761739900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5579066095761739900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5579066095761739900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5579066095761739900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/vantage-point.html' title='Vantage Point'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6892903239535489878</id><published>2010-06-12T11:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T11:29:37.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fading dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Wdrl8Guzes/TAKELvOyaMI/AAAAAAAACxU/u3Cipi-7aNg/s1600/tumblr_l2057xvWrh1qztxpko1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Wdrl8Guzes/TAKELvOyaMI/AAAAAAAACxU/u3Cipi-7aNg/s1600/tumblr_l2057xvWrh1qztxpko1_400.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If I could write you a song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And make you fall in love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I would already have you up under my arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used up all of my tricks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I hope that you like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you probably won't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You think you're cooler than me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh hai = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm heading to Ipoh in a bit. oh God I just typed IPOD instead.&lt;br /&gt;Jesus christ Apple's stuff is really getting into my head.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can randomly text me tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be more than welcome to receive a friendly text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to Ipohland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Willy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rara&lt;/span&gt;Wonka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I removed my cbox. Clearly no one's tagging me in anything and constantly reading the same messages isn't that fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a big shoutout to june and sl for being awesome as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbyee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6892903239535489878?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6892903239535489878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6892903239535489878' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6892903239535489878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignment then.  = /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1371223516590613699?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1371223516590613699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1371223516590613699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1371223516590613699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1371223516590613699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/breaking-it-down.html' title='Breaking it down'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6417155844001204892</id><published>2010-06-09T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T11:09:17.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Square Balls</title><content type='html'>It sucks knowing you're the bad person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I didn't.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh f-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fark.&lt;br /&gt;Farkity.&lt;br /&gt;Farkfarkfark&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6417155844001204892?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6417155844001204892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6417155844001204892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6417155844001204892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6417155844001204892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/square-balls.html' title='Square Balls'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7009780389535819306</id><published>2010-06-08T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T21:20:29.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toshi Squirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RsvTworI/AAAAAAAAB5o/pGIj2zmHmYU/s1600/SS0100C-img05-467d86f2-997a-49d3-bfa1-f8d769c40148.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RsvTworI/AAAAAAAAB5o/pGIj2zmHmYU/s320/SS0100C-img05-467d86f2-997a-49d3-bfa1-f8d769c40148.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480477994356089522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RseoLJRI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vzaajN2cDl4/s1600/crumpl2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 282px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RseoLJRI/AAAAAAAAB5g/vzaajN2cDl4/s320/crumpl2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480477989878310162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RrxDIAtI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/DQthI5H2Rf4/s1600/crumpl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RrxDIAtI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/DQthI5H2Rf4/s320/crumpl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480477977643320018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You. It's a perfect Birthday Present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7009780389535819306?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7009780389535819306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7009780389535819306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7009780389535819306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7009780389535819306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/toshi-squirt.html' title='Toshi Squirt'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/TA6RsvTworI/AAAAAAAAB5o/pGIj2zmHmYU/s72-c/SS0100C-img05-467d86f2-997a-49d3-bfa1-f8d769c40148.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5744648144406101002</id><published>2010-06-07T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T22:47:21.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rhyming Bitching</title><content type='html'>There are somethings that we could never put a cap on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must learn to not get attached to things, learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There I said it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5744648144406101002?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5744648144406101002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5744648144406101002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5744648144406101002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5744648144406101002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/rhyming-bitching.html' title='Rhyming Bitching'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3324255407512440794</id><published>2010-06-07T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T09:59:36.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Differences?</title><content type='html'>You have faith, I have reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You choose to believe in a higher being, I choose to believe in theories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Day = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3324255407512440794?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3324255407512440794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3324255407512440794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3324255407512440794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3324255407512440794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/differences.html' title='Differences?'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4655733097405217749</id><published>2010-06-06T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T05:04:04.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Igorant</title><content type='html'>If you think communication is easy, go fug yourself for assuming that the world is square.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-4655733097405217749?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4655733097405217749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4655733097405217749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4655733097405217749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4655733097405217749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/igorant.html' title='Igorant'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1114575956144768801</id><published>2010-06-05T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T07:16:08.275-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Colors of one.</title><content type='html'>Only when you're working with people, you will find out what's beneath them all these while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when the test of all these virtues come along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To accept and reject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, rejection will be the main choice because personally you wouldn't believe that its the best way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But accepting it, and working along with friends is a bigger virtue, because you are forgoing what of your norms, and humbling yourself into learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fake or not, you should always be the one to support others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, life's about taking chances. You should do that once in a while = )&lt;br /&gt;Humans are not that bad, yet.&lt;br /&gt;Do it while you still can. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me without you is like a shoe without laces a sentencewithoutspaces&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/8498363557630318010-1114575956144768801?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1114575956144768801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1114575956144768801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1114575956144768801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1114575956144768801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/colors-of-one.html' title='Colors of one.'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2421080779237900249</id><published>2010-06-04T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T11:38:33.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep holding on</title><content type='html'>Because I'm just weathering through this storm and I can't bring much with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No it's not a difficult phase, but a rather time consuming one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bear with me.&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/8498363557630318010-2421080779237900249?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2421080779237900249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2421080779237900249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2421080779237900249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2421080779237900249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/keep-holding-on.html' title='Keep holding on'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3216096056544113038</id><published>2010-06-02T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:16:06.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody is innocent, there are merely varying degrees of guilt</title><content type='html'>Assignments. Mahai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm backed up with assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like a never ending weight that's being shoved onto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a gun with unlimited bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing what's wearing out is the gun, not the bullets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out another assignment that's not uploaded on student portal wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dumb ass. Make people's life easier when there's technology there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you were to head back a few posts, my life in college was filled with green pastures.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's a battlefield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, foundation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mass Comm. Fuuuh. Alot of writing. Seeeriously alot of writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only could hope that you'd understand that I've no choice in this.&lt;br /&gt;I can't multitask for shit.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I have priorities which are ultimately, priorities.&lt;br /&gt;I can't have two and run em' on the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll fuck up both.&lt;br /&gt;And to be honest, even with one I'm already fucking up.&lt;br /&gt;But I know what has to be done, so have faith.&lt;br /&gt;I too do not intend on fucking up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3216096056544113038?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3216096056544113038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3216096056544113038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3216096056544113038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3216096056544113038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/nobody-is-innocent-there-are-merely.html' title='Nobody is innocent, there are merely varying degrees of guilt'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8314755354283699842</id><published>2010-06-01T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T10:40:01.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The only exception</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I've always lived like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Keeping a comfortable, distance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And up until now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had sworn to myself that I'm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Content with loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something that I would've never done then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I guess, we can't always be the same forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Karyan, the awesomest who always comes to visit me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8314755354283699842?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8314755354283699842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8314755354283699842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8314755354283699842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8314755354283699842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/06/only-exception.html' title='The only exception'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7446487638094558036</id><published>2010-05-29T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:22:22.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry to my dearest friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply have no time to do stuff anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorreh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7446487638094558036?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7446487638094558036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7446487638094558036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7446487638094558036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7446487638094558036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/sorry-to-my-dearest-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8187650824862021516</id><published>2010-05-28T11:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T11:15:46.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmm</title><content type='html'>I think blogging is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;superficial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm only realizing it now. Sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever owns a blog is a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start up your own blog, and see how much of a hypocrite can you be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one blogs OPENLY about their flaws. Even if they do, it's just a small part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea that you know there will be readers, is enough to make you amp up your "bullshit" and "nonsense" already. No offense, but even YOU can't escape it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First you'll say that you'd do this and that but from the start, you don't even want to, and you just want to please your readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AmIdoingitright so far? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I tend to blog less now, eventho it's a personal experience or what, it's just plain bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I tend to agree on one thing, readers are gullible. They'd believe anything that anyone craps about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However as a blogger, we can never be honest with our readers or ourselves(unless its personal), because we care about you readers yet, we don't want to lose you either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny shit right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess, blogging is something called "Unknown" as we call it in Human Comm.&lt;br /&gt;We do it, yet we don't actually realize it.&lt;br /&gt;We read it, yet we can't tell whether it's faux or real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's entertaining nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So keep blogging, lie to yourself! It's all real when it's in your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaoutside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said I stopped blogging huh?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8187650824862021516?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8187650824862021516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8187650824862021516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8187650824862021516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8187650824862021516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/hmm.html' title='Hmm'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7265714354976993218</id><published>2010-05-27T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T22:56:14.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A blow to the gut</title><content type='html'>Things are truly different, in a sense that it has lost all belongings.&lt;br /&gt;What's used to be just turned sour.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to feel.&lt;br /&gt;The person I am, is totally different from what you are.&lt;br /&gt;It may be a good thing as I am the passive one and sometimes way too relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;We do get along well, sometimes too well that I can't find that sole answer I needed most.&lt;br /&gt;I guess, opposite attracts eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlighten me as much as you can. please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7265714354976993218?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7265714354976993218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7265714354976993218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7265714354976993218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7265714354976993218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/blow-to-gut.html' title='A blow to the gut'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-947642268375830216</id><published>2010-05-24T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:33:06.958-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HIATUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont bother.  = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoutside MADAFAKASSSS&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/8498363557630318010-947642268375830216?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/947642268375830216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=947642268375830216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/947642268375830216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/947642268375830216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/hiatus-dont-bother.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3241666255703827388</id><published>2010-05-23T02:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T10:07:55.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman that hoe</title><content type='html'>1) You need a life.  A real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) You need real friends. Someone you can really trust and but literally depend on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Get your fucking face out of the internet and start living your life. Fucking "face" reality, because I guess, rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You remind me of losers on youtube. Their comments are shit. They mean nothing to you, they try to get to you, they think they're winning, and they think they represent something when they do it. Guess what, I already won when you commented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Seeerious, you have a major majooor attitude problem. Worst part? You already know about it and you refuse to do shit and be a burden to everyone around you. I'm just talking about one person. don't need get all perasan k! If its not you, its really not you okay! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I don't really care but you need a wake up call, because its obnoxious and irritating at the same time. Fuck my life. Yes. FML.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye. loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3241666255703827388?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3241666255703827388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3241666255703827388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3241666255703827388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3241666255703827388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/superman-that-hoe.html' title='Superman that hoe'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3359732691732334832</id><published>2010-05-20T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T12:56:18.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you don't like it, don't fucking do it</title><content type='html'>Life is all about choices no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make the ones that determine your path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know what you're doing, you're clearly on a road with no regrets.&lt;br /&gt;It's true. There's no such thing as what if. If you believe in what if, then might as well get an occupation called "Denial" or getting a degree in "Denial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't even comprehend your own actions, you're just inviting trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buuuutt, if you don't try, you will never know right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then let me tell you this, the least know what the fuck you're trying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumping blindly doesn't help at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I've just finished my exams! Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;Call me a cheater, I wanna secure my marks okay!&lt;br /&gt;20% Marks, wouldn't you do anything to score?&lt;br /&gt;I would! = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's FUCKING ALOT OF ASSIGNMENTS.&lt;br /&gt;So I want to rest till Saturday, and Sunday I shall begin to fret about it = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already a week. My parents are coming back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an unusually fast week for me.&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's see what are they bringing back for meeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want black label! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chaoutside!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3359732691732334832?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3359732691732334832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3359732691732334832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3359732691732334832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3359732691732334832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-you-dont-like-it-dont-fucking-do-it.html' title='If you don&apos;t like it, don&apos;t fucking do it'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6215330761598472390</id><published>2010-05-18T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T13:06:33.791-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A favor, I shall</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S_LumCNaK9I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/EAUDkHmIx0k/s1600/NKK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S_LumCNaK9I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/EAUDkHmIx0k/s320/NKK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472698834404125650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hengjovi reminded me of something that was way back ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily 2 years ago. When I first made this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it was randomness that gave me this link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheebyerais. I was actually more looking forward for, cheekan/chiikan/chickenrais but it turns out, it was taken or deemed, un-catchy. As I was swearing around, cheebye got my attention and there you have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few months into my new link, I got a holla from a random stranger in my cbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It left a message saying something about cibai rice which has a relation to malay bomoh tradition.&lt;br /&gt;Kindly enough there was a link related to his comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity lead me to my discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasi Kang Kang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, omfgwtfbbqindianlaserpewpewpew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got such story wan ah?!? Mahai I was quite excited that my bloglink was somewhat related to voodoo shit and stuff. Anyhoos, I did a little research and I found out that it's a charm for wives, or lovers mostly those who have a pussy to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's to enchant thy husband in to full submission. NO not S&amp;amp;M, or bondage wtf. But rather, "enslavement".&lt;br /&gt;Sexual or non-sexual, it's to fully enchant thy husband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooked Rice. DUH&lt;br /&gt;One (1) Pussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, whilst the rice is still steaming (pun intended), the intended charmer, has to squat over the steaming rice directly under the charmer's punani. As the steam creeps up to the intended target area, the water vapor will then drip back to teh rais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Directions:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u want yr guy to follow ever word u say?&lt;br /&gt;here's how...&lt;br /&gt;get one cup of rice, boil it...&lt;br /&gt;or cook it the usual way u do it..&lt;br /&gt;put it on a plate...&lt;br /&gt;now its steaming hot right?&lt;br /&gt;take off your underpants..&lt;br /&gt;squat about 5 cm from the rice...&lt;br /&gt;think of that person that u want to take control of...&lt;br /&gt;let yr "juice" flow into the rice...&lt;br /&gt;serve it to him&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adekgila.multiply.com/recipes/item/1/Nasi_KangKang"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altho the guy was under her command, he was deemed, lifeless, and slave like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT apparently after more research I've found that it has drawbacks as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who would expect steaming pile of water vapor over the "area" has effects right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, there's this woman who practiced this Nasi Kang Kang thing, got payback.&lt;br /&gt;Actually she was not at fault, but driven by love for her children to do this and I'll leave it up to you guys to decide.&lt;br /&gt;She contracted many types of incurable-by-modern-medicine diseases, bad breath, yeast infection on the you-know-where, and many more. But mainly, she stank so badly everyone just got so grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was never a written ending for that poor woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, that's how my blog is linked to nasty pussy and husband enslavement!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg.com.my/nasikangkang/hailat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6215330761598472390?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6215330761598472390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6215330761598472390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6215330761598472390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6215330761598472390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/favor-i-shall.html' title='A favor, I shall'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S_LumCNaK9I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/EAUDkHmIx0k/s72-c/NKK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5208102844100091296</id><published>2010-05-17T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T10:13:47.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A burning sensation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Can we&lt;/span&gt; pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I could really use a wish right now&lt;/span&gt; (wish right now, wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;Can we pretend that airplanes&lt;br /&gt;In the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Are like shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;I could really use a wish right now (wish right now, wish right now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the song right now &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5208102844100091296?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5208102844100091296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5208102844100091296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5208102844100091296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5208102844100091296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/burning-sensation.html' title='A burning sensation'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5698113514027429089</id><published>2010-05-16T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T06:54:24.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smelly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-_1CiUC-nI/AAAAAAAAB5A/FrKpd4DVuNE/s1600/238-515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-_1CiUC-nI/AAAAAAAAB5A/FrKpd4DVuNE/s320/238-515.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471861496197872242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Partying hard is over.&lt;br /&gt;God I'm so physically exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get mindfucked for exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=  )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-_48ScrP-I/AAAAAAAAB5I/x3RNDCWrxxc/s1600/DSC02703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-_48ScrP-I/AAAAAAAAB5I/x3RNDCWrxxc/s320/DSC02703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471865786906394594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Genting&gt;Movies&gt;Drinking.&lt;br /&gt;No rest, all play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5698113514027429089?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5698113514027429089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5698113514027429089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5698113514027429089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5698113514027429089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/smelly.html' title='Smelly'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-_1CiUC-nI/AAAAAAAAB5A/FrKpd4DVuNE/s72-c/238-515.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5670988967607391839</id><published>2010-05-14T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T08:53:08.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dorky Porky</title><content type='html'>Helo! mai readers! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how are you guys? This week's gonna be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;For 7 days, I'll be independent! Of course, I am independent, just this week my parents are out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= ) Tonight's activities? HOHOHOHO. Tomorrow only tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I have exams on Wednesday, but I can pull thru = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more today's only Friday! Sweet right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's study day tho!&lt;br /&gt;Bummers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I'm off now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5670988967607391839?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5670988967607391839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5670988967607391839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5670988967607391839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5670988967607391839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/dorky-porky.html' title='Dorky Porky'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7270581631903031415</id><published>2010-05-14T03:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T03:51:21.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone Throw Away</title><content type='html'>Don't need to two face with me.&lt;br /&gt;People be nice to you, you don't go blow it out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;There's respect and there's just plain stupid.&lt;br /&gt;Which one are you at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love just who you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I ain't gon' try to change ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You are a shooting Star,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's why you are my favorite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PARENTS ARE OUT TO JAPAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE MOTHER FAKAAA&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/8498363557630318010-7270581631903031415?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7270581631903031415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7270581631903031415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7270581631903031415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7270581631903031415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/dont-need-to-two-face-with-me.html' title='Stone Throw Away'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2948058650592269133</id><published>2010-05-11T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:26:54.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linger</title><content type='html'>My weight, is alarming right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck in just 3 days. Ah. I feel like a naked skeleton right now. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2948058650592269133?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2948058650592269133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2948058650592269133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2948058650592269133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2948058650592269133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/linger.html' title='Linger'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4248370134666012968</id><published>2010-05-09T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:04:11.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not so perfect lie</title><content type='html'>I'm having insomnia now.&lt;br /&gt;On one of the most important week.&lt;br /&gt;Before exams, rushes for assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a blessing lol. - sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I could utilize this time for something productive.&lt;br /&gt;Another self-reflect moment I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized up till this point, after TBS, I'm still in a less, "active" state as my college requires up until now. It requires less than half of my time, inclusive of assignments. But it's all going to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With upcoming big deal exams, and club stuffs, it's gonna be a whole level of attention altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want to take this seriously as I've should from the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;No I wasn't playing a fool, I was just less attentive.&lt;br /&gt;And now's the time to buck up or get fucked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my mum a plant!&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind the shitty handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-cOWAKBzkI/AAAAAAAAB4o/PbFYxr6Ffrw/s1600/29666_394255647479_821097479_3924101_6722832_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-cOWAKBzkI/AAAAAAAAB4o/PbFYxr6Ffrw/s320/29666_394255647479_821097479_3924101_6722832_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469356043626729026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nice right? Prettttyyy lehh!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos, I'm off to wonderland for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for, wtvr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about us.&lt;br /&gt;Altho I miss it, it doesn't mean it still means alot, as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz it was thrash to whoever it is anyways.&lt;br /&gt;But it was good times no doubt = )&lt;br /&gt;I like how I was concentrated on one person so deeply, I nearly forsake my friends who understood me so damn fucking well that I gladly told them literally " I'm taking advantage of you guys as friends, and I'mma focus on her for the time being"&lt;br /&gt;Best part, they understood and they said okay.&lt;br /&gt;And how I could still share with them everything eventho things change in that duration amongst us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;It made us more of a grown person instead of asking why, we'd understand and asses the situation.&lt;br /&gt;I am proud to have my friends around me, because they're the ones I one day will ask them to have dinner with my family in the future and come to my own house warming party.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am daring to say this now, because we're that simple and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll take this with a positive heart, no matter how fucked up I was back then, Time was my greatest answer to all problems. I handled it the way I wanted, and took the time needed.&lt;br /&gt;I have no qualms about it now. What's meant to be, will always be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls, don't think of this as a post to indirectly praise myself.&lt;br /&gt;If you ever thought so, then I've no words to say that because all these while I've been writing as my heart goes. Because if I were to fake this shit up, I wouldn't have been so fluent in writing this. All these are my own point of views, because I can gladly say I actually emerged from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, enuf crapping. Good night = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-4248370134666012968?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4248370134666012968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4248370134666012968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4248370134666012968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4248370134666012968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/not-so-perfect-lie.html' title='Not so perfect lie'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S-cOWAKBzkI/AAAAAAAAB4o/PbFYxr6Ffrw/s72-c/29666_394255647479_821097479_3924101_6722832_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2820577499737334165</id><published>2010-05-08T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T11:11:04.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess what? It's Mama's Dayy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Mother's Day Mummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like the gift I got for you! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank You,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the countless advices,&lt;br /&gt;For your support when all things seem to crumble upon my feet,&lt;br /&gt;For being there for me at every single step of the way,&lt;br /&gt;For being super understanding to the lengths that even I wouldn't go,&lt;br /&gt;For accepting whatever decisions that I make,&lt;br /&gt;For the freedom of speech and thoughts that made me who I am today,&lt;br /&gt;For your time and patience of taking care of me,&lt;br /&gt;For your countless times of concern, worries and frustration,&lt;br /&gt;For waking up in the middle of the night to check on me if I was asleep,&lt;br /&gt;For calling me and being patient if I didn't answer the phone,&lt;br /&gt;For constantly giving me space and freedom even though you had doubts,&lt;br /&gt;For giving me countless of chances to redeem myself as a person, a son, and a growing man,&lt;br /&gt;For your knowledge of how life will be and your insights,&lt;br /&gt;For teaching me to be kind and loving to others,&lt;br /&gt;For your judgments which turns out to be exactly 100% true and I know I cannot fight that = P,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, for being my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;whom I cherish and love till the world ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH MUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;You're the best in every way possible, because I know it and that's all that matters in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Villi Geow Wee Lee&lt;br /&gt;Your Son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2820577499737334165?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2820577499737334165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2820577499737334165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2820577499737334165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2820577499737334165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/guess-what-its-mamas-dayy.html' title='Guess what? It&apos;s Mama&apos;s Dayy!!'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8946961557147318427</id><published>2010-05-07T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T04:48:26.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick and Fired</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sure you're already sick of the song I put up not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thought it was a good one. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute things come in small packages. I tend to agree that now. = P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8946961557147318427?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8946961557147318427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8946961557147318427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8946961557147318427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8946961557147318427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/sick-and-fired.html' title='Sick and Fired'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3810382478332928288</id><published>2010-05-05T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T03:51:34.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vermillion - Slipknot</title><content type='html'>She seems dressed in all the rings&lt;br /&gt;Of past fatalities&lt;br /&gt;So fragile yet so devious&lt;br /&gt;She continues to see it&lt;br /&gt;Climatic hands that press&lt;br /&gt;Her temples and my chest&lt;br /&gt;Enter the night that she came home&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is everything and more&lt;br /&gt;The solemn hypnotic&lt;br /&gt;My Dahlia bathed in possession&lt;br /&gt;She is home to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get nervous, perverse, when I see her it's worse&lt;br /&gt;But the stress is astounding&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never she's coming home&lt;br /&gt;Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh (She's the only one that makes me sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hard to say what caught my attention&lt;br /&gt;Fixed And crazy, Aphid Attraction&lt;br /&gt;Carve my name in my face, to recognize&lt;br /&gt;Such a pheromone cult to terrorize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a slave, and I am a master&lt;br /&gt;No restraints and, unchecked collectors&lt;br /&gt;I exist through my need, to self oblige&lt;br /&gt;She is something in me, that I despise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE ISN'T REAL!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!&lt;br /&gt;SHE ISN'T REAL!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T MAKE HER REAL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(She isn't real, I can't make her real)&lt;br /&gt;(She isn't real, I can't make her real)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3810382478332928288?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3810382478332928288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3810382478332928288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3810382478332928288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3810382478332928288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/vermillion-slipknot.html' title='Vermillion - Slipknot'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-634490630386444746</id><published>2010-05-03T02:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:08:21.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good things fall apart so better things can fall together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best thing said so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait wait.&lt;br /&gt; I think this is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What're you looking at? never seen a hypocrite before? "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-634490630386444746?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/634490630386444746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=634490630386444746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/634490630386444746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/634490630386444746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/good-things-fall-apart-so-better-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3134801074159744705</id><published>2010-05-02T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T11:21:18.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for you - Mel</title><content type='html'>She screws you up badly and you're down,&lt;br /&gt;Can't help wondering with a frown,&lt;br /&gt;The only feeling is you're about to drown,&lt;br /&gt;Trying to runaway and get out of town,&lt;br /&gt;Hiding your tears not making a sound,&lt;br /&gt;It's like no one's there to catch you as you hit the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like, was this just a rebound?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice stand up tall,&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward and not that wall,&lt;br /&gt;She made you feel like something small,&lt;br /&gt;Treated you like just a ball,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realize you gave your best, you gave her your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be down brah. It's her loss. Take care&lt;br /&gt;= )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3134801074159744705?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3134801074159744705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3134801074159744705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3134801074159744705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3134801074159744705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/just-for-you-mel.html' title='Just for you - Mel'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5830926440535649421</id><published>2010-05-01T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:33:16.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here comes the BOOM</title><content type='html'>Confusion, lies and disarray,&lt;br /&gt;Eyes closed as you pray,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding answers that might be the key,&lt;br /&gt;Trying as hard as holding your pee,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Problems you must rid,&lt;br /&gt;Reality is far from what you bid,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may seem alone,&lt;br /&gt;All you can do is sit and stone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going on never felt harder,&lt;br /&gt;Rest be assured you're getting farther,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bigger things await,&lt;br /&gt;You gotta set it straight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile and take a breather,&lt;br /&gt;It's like giving life that m-f- &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finger&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5830926440535649421?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5830926440535649421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5830926440535649421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5830926440535649421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5830926440535649421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/05/confusion-lies-and-disarray-eyes-closed.html' title='Here comes the BOOM'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7418882859485307870</id><published>2010-04-30T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T03:14:40.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#600</title><content type='html'>Do not be troubled by your decisions, for it will come when a time that all will find it's place of belonging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7418882859485307870?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7418882859485307870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7418882859485307870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7418882859485307870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7418882859485307870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/600.html' title='#600'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3357774465704949882</id><published>2010-04-29T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T10:17:28.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tone of the Deaf; Dare you to move</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz' Day and Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="ctl00_cp_lblContent"&gt;The lonely stoner seems to free his mind at night&lt;br /&gt;He's all alone through the day and night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched Iron Man 2 with the gang.&lt;br /&gt;Was a blast of epic proportions  .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, things to blog later = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spread the love ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/eddit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I give people too much respect; more than they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;Not saying everyone, but just that tiny few people that're fucktards you know?&lt;br /&gt;The ones that usually you'd just be pissed off at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too nice already. It ain't gonna get you anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Same goes for driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9m-5Jv73QI/AAAAAAAAB4g/SLu28IBTQYQ/s1600/27816_384930303299_511803299_3933510_8124122_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9m-5Jv73QI/AAAAAAAAB4g/SLu28IBTQYQ/s320/27816_384930303299_511803299_3933510_8124122_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465609511869603074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for parking, what you see is just 1/5 of the amount of cars.&lt;br /&gt;See what I mean by, FML?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3357774465704949882?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3357774465704949882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3357774465704949882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3357774465704949882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3357774465704949882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/tone-of-deaf-dare-you-to-move.html' title='Tone of the Deaf; Dare you to move'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9m-5Jv73QI/AAAAAAAAB4g/SLu28IBTQYQ/s72-c/27816_384930303299_511803299_3933510_8124122_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5602904034738342288</id><published>2010-04-28T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T05:16:09.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey TIU!</title><content type='html'>Nothing I could say to describe how I feel;&lt;br /&gt;Hate the fact that it's all too real;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Times goes on, with or without;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind all my pains and doubts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiles and cheers are for the past;&lt;br /&gt;How I wished it would've last;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's begin anew and start it straight;&lt;br /&gt;Babe it's enough everything's been said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't wanna dwell in this mess;&lt;br /&gt;It's time I go and ace this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edddittt XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Chuck Norris does not wear a condom. Because there is no such thing as protection from Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Some people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears Chuck Norris pajamas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1. Chuck Norris does not wear a condom. Because there is no such thing as protection from Chuck Norris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Some people wear Superman pajamas. Superman wears Chuck Norris pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Fact: Chuck Norris doesn't consider it sex if the woman survives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chuck Norris can set ants on fire with a magnifying glass. At night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Chuck Norris played Russian Roulette with a fully loaded gun and won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Chuck Norris is the reason why Waldo is hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Chuck Norris' tears cure cancer. Too bad he has never cried. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. They once made a Chuck Norris toilet paper, but it wouldn't take shit from anybody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When Chuck Norris was born, the only person who cried was the doctor. Never slap Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When the boogeyman goes to sleep, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Give Chuck Norris a typewriter and 0.001th of a second he can write the Complete Works of Shakespeare.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5602904034738342288?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5602904034738342288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5602904034738342288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5602904034738342288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5602904034738342288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/nothing-i-could-say-to-describe-how-i.html' title='Honey TIU!'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8307948530662952981</id><published>2010-04-26T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:52:37.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Defiance; Metal Pigs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9XB1bv74nI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mRbNN-2vUj4/s1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9XB1bv74nI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mRbNN-2vUj4/s400/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464486846610006642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Things are rather slow today.&lt;br /&gt;Not so much of any activities.&lt;br /&gt;Loathing the idea of lakeside alltogether.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there's no where else to go, besides, anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;All I see are people, people, and more people.&lt;br /&gt;There's easily 400 students there in one area at a time.&lt;br /&gt;The library is crammed up.&lt;br /&gt;So are many spots to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that, when we first came from high school, everyone was saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Apalah, what kind of standard ss15 college suddenly the TBS building and ADP building is separated from main campus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Turns out, it was the best. There was pool, 7-11, and loads of other places. Spoiled for choice you could say.&lt;br /&gt;And it's cheaper. It pains me knowing whatever money you spend, still goes back to Taylors. _|_ Mahai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cafeteria is a bitch too. When it's hot, it's really hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9XB0wDyV_I/AAAAAAAAB3o/vgxVkvrMO8I/s1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9XB0wDyV_I/AAAAAAAAB3o/vgxVkvrMO8I/s400/13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464486834882107378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could get use to the surroundings, but the one main problem is fucking parking.&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was stunned when I saw people parking as far as 500 meters away just to park their cars.&lt;br /&gt;I got lucky today.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow? I'm not so sure = /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously lor, it's a bitch to even study at lakeside.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so, controlled. Like we're being governed on what we should dress, and what we should do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Towards a safe and healthy lifestyles with standards"  - written on the posters of conduct and dressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see. When it get's overcrowded, con-lan-firm surely got problems. I'd say, 2 months from now?&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/8498363557630318010-8307948530662952981?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8307948530662952981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8307948530662952981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8307948530662952981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8307948530662952981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/defiance-metal-pigs.html' title='Defiance; Metal Pigs'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9XB1bv74nI/AAAAAAAAB3w/mRbNN-2vUj4/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1695728759507836054</id><published>2010-04-26T01:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T01:36:47.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;4 chinese, Chu, Bu, Fu and Su decided to immigrate to the US. In order to get a Visa, they had to adapt their names to American standards. Chu became Chuck, Bu became Buck. Fu and his sister Su decided to stay in China.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1695728759507836054?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1695728759507836054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1695728759507836054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1695728759507836054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1695728759507836054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/4-chinese-chu-bu-fu-and-su-decided-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1078217985090109029</id><published>2010-04-25T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T03:40:34.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like talking to people whom I'm not really close to, yet I feel the sense of trustworthiness in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes you feel like the world is a better place after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, trusting the wrong people, just fucks up your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I may not be the worst or the best &lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;But you gotta respect my honesty (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;And I may break your heart&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really think there's anybody as bomb as me (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;So you can take this chance, in the end&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's gonna be wondering how you deal (whoa)&lt;br /&gt;You might say this is Ludacris&lt;br /&gt;But Taio Cruz tell her how you feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Now listen to me baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Before I love and leave ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; They call me heart breaker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I don't wanna deceive ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If you fall for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm not easy to please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Imma tear you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Told you from the start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Baby from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. (x4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Woah Woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Theres no point tryin to hide it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; No point trying to evade it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I know I gotta problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; By doin misbehaving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If you fall for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm not easy to please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Imma tear you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Told you from the start,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Baby from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Woah woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; And I know karmas gonna get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Me back for being so cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Like a big bad wolf im born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; To be bad an bad to the bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; If you fall for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Imma gonna tear you apart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Told you from the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; I'm only gonna break break ya break break ya heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Woah woah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1078217985090109029?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1078217985090109029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1078217985090109029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1078217985090109029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1078217985090109029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-like-talking-to-people-whom-im-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6811901291104080302</id><published>2010-04-24T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T06:50:19.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party like a rockstar</title><content type='html'>You could say that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MIST WAS FUCKING INCREDIBLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Not because of 28 bottles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Not because it was with my buddies, or bestfriends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Not because we were there till it was closed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;But because it was Etain's Birthdayy!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Seeeeriously, that 5 second thing really fucked me up hard but, we danced, evaded the road block, had a little something to eat, and met a handful of awesome people = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, how could you judge this awesomeness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's not a day that goes by where you're not in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6811901291104080302?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6811901291104080302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6811901291104080302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6811901291104080302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6811901291104080302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/you-could-say-that-mist-was-fucking.html' title='Party like a rockstar'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1969056536606401837</id><published>2010-04-22T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T11:45:49.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PENCIL :You know, I'm really sorry. &lt;br /&gt;ERASER :For what? You didn't do anything wrong. &lt;br /&gt;PENCIL :I'm sorry cause you get hurt because of me. Whenever I make a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose part of yourself. You get smaller and smaller every time. &lt;br /&gt;ERASER :That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this. I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong. Even though, one of these days, I know I'll be gone and you have to replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad :)       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I love this = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///// EDITTTTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9B8Zm8qSYI/AAAAAAAAB3A/y8NQ45PXTuk/s1600/1231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 59px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9B8Zm8qSYI/AAAAAAAAB3A/y8NQ45PXTuk/s200/1231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463003127393962370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUL. Someone actually came to my blog, through this. Hahha, such luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are getting better = )&lt;br /&gt;A very big hug and my gratitude to my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Told you they'd always be there for ME. ME ME ME. = P suckerss.&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm really hungryy. I got my weight back to 57 kg already.&lt;br /&gt;= ) veryy nais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to exercise!&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to be a typical cina fucker skinny apek now would I?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1969056536606401837?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1969056536606401837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1969056536606401837' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1969056536606401837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1969056536606401837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/pencil-you-know-im-really-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S9B8Zm8qSYI/AAAAAAAAB3A/y8NQ45PXTuk/s72-c/1231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5187120799480744476</id><published>2010-04-21T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:48:20.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I dated a lunatic.</title><content type='html'>######yes, this is a post, a very bitter post. I've never done this, but I deserve to do so. I found out things that were done behind my back and I feel disrespected. I've always treated this girl with utmost respect and honesty. There's no fucking way in hell, did I deserve this. NO WAY. If you want to read, please go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings? Want me to care about feelings? Who cared about mine when oh-what-the-hell, just read lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, if you're related to her, I am sorry for what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, ya'allah ya tuhanku yg maha mulia, pls. let me speak. Let me speak! This is my time to shine.&lt;br /&gt;Dude, no offense if you're reading this, cuz this is damn personal.&lt;br /&gt;I have to take it personal. If not, I'm being trampled all over by this tramp.&lt;br /&gt;And, please, if you're not a fan of vulgarity, please leave and wait for the future post, cuz I found out things that you readers don't know. So don't judge. Just read if you will, cuz there was a reason for my heartaches, and I thought, we're just simple people who have no fate. WRONG. MOTHER FUCKING WRONG. SO WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to god, I really regretted allowing you to come back into my life.&lt;br /&gt;From the day you came back, I was nothing more than nice and open arms welcoming you with warmth and assurance. You even asked why why why, and honestly there was no reason.&lt;br /&gt;I swear, the last thing I wanted back then was to bring up the past when you were around. I should've asked you, why the fuck end it? But, whatever was left inside of me, got the betterment of me. Those unfinished business, should be left unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I never expected of all things, these kinds of stuff are the things that goes on in your head. No wonder you never told me anything. You said you were sharing what was "alot", and I am the only person BLAH BLAH BLAH. Bullshit, turns out I was sharing with you my feelings and you were sharing yours with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality check *ahem ahem*, if you feel like your ideas are diff than most people (of course in a sensible way) IT ALSO MEANS YOUR HEAD AND YOUR IDEAS ARE FUCKING DISGUSTING AND SICK LOR. Nowonder you wouldn't want to tell me "Oh, I like this guy, and that guy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess what&lt;/span&gt;? FUCK YOU AND OUR PAST. PUI. If I could bottle it all up, I'd add my spit inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUESS WHAT, I CAN PLAY POOL BETTER WHEN YOU'RE NOT IN MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, pool is a big deal fyi, it makes my day. It determines the color of my underwear the next day I'll be wearing to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, BITCH PLEASE. You mother fucking bitch. Fucking cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sick in the head? Why the hell did you have other intentions? There was nothing wrong yet, you went for another guy? What the fuck made you think that way? I was serious and you weren't. So be it. THE LEAST, END IT THEN AND GET IT OVER WITH. DON'T PLAY WITH ME. You think that just because I'll get hurt gives you the fucking liberty to "prolong" the inevitable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ohhh, if you're sad then she's sad as well"  Dude, fuck that shit man. What are you? My psychologist? Fuck you lah. She's got no feelings at all wan la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respected you ultimately. I gave you space, I gave you time. I gave you room into my LIFE. I can't believe, I trusted you for this. For this kind of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you bloody slut, you actually came and disrespected everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you never had the intention, DON'T START AT ALL. Why the hell are you being so irresponsible, treating my whole family like it's just a game? I really really treated you like somebody that deserves respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND my baby sister, Yes yes, I'm playing the pity card, but listen HAHAHHAHAAAHA. Valerie still asks of you okay? WHAT THE HELL AM I TO TELL HER NOW? I am really angry at your fucking head lor. I wish I could just spanar your brain out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you actually, fucking retarded? I thought you were the nicest girl I've met in months. I told my friends you were something special. YEAH. RETARDED IN THE HEAD. FUCKED UP LUNATIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because, I can't tell who was the girl I met last time. Jesus Christ, what the fuck, I got screwed over, I got stabbed in the back, and now this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahaha. Go fuck yourself and your head lah. I really have no words to describe you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear people breaking up over cheaters and stuff, but never this.&lt;br /&gt;I must be a world record holder.&lt;br /&gt;= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might think I've turned bitter, but think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;I've come to post this to warn you, that bitches are just bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here I thought I am reminded of our "memories" at every move I make.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out, they were just rubbish that I was played, and used. Simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey, fuck you = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good BYE FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;I hope one day, you'll just cry and cry and cry, because you'll realize, once you're done playing. No one else is left to play your fucking crazy games, and you'll be alone, facing the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, don't worry about me readers. Just worry about her. I'm doing fine. I can sleep better nowadays = ) Because the truth was I was never at fault. I never wronged her.&lt;br /&gt;All I did, was trying my best to make her smile and make her laugh everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clearly I failed = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bb&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5187120799480744476?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5187120799480744476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5187120799480744476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5187120799480744476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5187120799480744476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dated-lunatic.html' title='I dated a lunatic.'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1561226927282978847</id><published>2010-04-21T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T03:51:14.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ching Chang Chong?</title><content type='html'>It's good to have gym buddies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can tekan kao kao. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait lah, I'm going to go all out on this man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal time! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1561226927282978847?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1561226927282978847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1561226927282978847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1561226927282978847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1561226927282978847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/ching-chang-chong.html' title='Ching Chang Chong?'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5148654243951391291</id><published>2010-04-20T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:21:56.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have YOU HEARD?</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm pretty sure alot of things are going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been weird lately. Really weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to be honest, the results were far from expected!&lt;br /&gt;Thumbs Up babeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I'm sure most of you have seen my picture. Yes I was gloating.&lt;br /&gt;It was for the fun of it. I don't care. &lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that's the best because I've been doing it for 4 months only. &lt;br /&gt;And I would like to say that I want to appreciate my effort lah.&lt;br /&gt;It's not really bragging, I just want you to see. What else can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Post on FB?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry lah, I am like this, and too bad. I earned it, and thankfully for being skinny = P&lt;br /&gt;See, NOT A TOTAL DOUCHEBAG after all = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I see it as a way to motivate myself. &lt;br /&gt;If there are results, I should always remember that it's moving forward and not stagnant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that, Akon's songs are good for clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;In radio it sucks, but in clubs, boy they give me the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wanna shout it out loud.&lt;br /&gt;I feel bitchy right now typing this. AHAH Mother-F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, will update another time. Tomorrow gym. I like this = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5148654243951391291?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5148654243951391291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5148654243951391291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5148654243951391291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5148654243951391291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/have-you-heard.html' title='Have YOU HEARD?'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-394224001684660068</id><published>2010-04-19T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T11:45:12.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helo all. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the typical new life new whatever post. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do, all has been done and gone. Move on! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes no one reads anymore, except a very handful of loyal people.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, it means something okay! ALthough I talk crap and shit, people read my crap and shit and therefore I thank you = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently getting things in order again, chaos came and bit me on my balls. Haha, well, a man's gotta do what he's gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be afraid not, I've done this once before, and I shall bounce back even better.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful for what has happened. Whatever it is, I am. But I ain't stopping here. I shall find a new source, of life. Who said you were the only one? = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am still in a mix, but give me time. Life's too short to dwell in nonsense. What more, like this? It gets complicated, because we take it too seriously. But again, you gotta go through it, to understand right? So bear with me people! I'll give you your time's worth when you come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm focusing on other things! = ) &lt;br /&gt;Life's like a stock market, once you go low, you're fucked.&lt;br /&gt;Once you go high, you feel like you can fly. *™* LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, let me share with you readers. Nothing personal to *you okay, I want to share, let me fucking share with the world. Don't go moody on me. It may have been based on nothing but excitement and the rush, but it felt good no doubt. And you feel that making mistakes never felt so good, there's a reason why they're called mistakes in the first place. Knowing you're heading the wrong way, and blatantly smiling while doing so, will cost you, alot of things. I can't tell you word for word, but regrets are just all I have. Those memories means less now, considering what went down and what was the ending. You can tell already can you? Haha, truth be told, not everything you could say, " I cherished the memories" or some sort of shit fairytale like stories, because honestly, you're not in one, so act like a human, and be human. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance is far more better than just, denial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post#2 coming up. Good Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-394224001684660068?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/394224001684660068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=394224001684660068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/394224001684660068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/394224001684660068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/helo-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2322283254799185431</id><published>2010-04-13T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T11:38:54.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just hate the fact that we're only stopping at this point.&lt;br /&gt;We stopped here before and we're doing it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why stop here when we could go so much further?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2322283254799185431?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2322283254799185431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2322283254799185431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2322283254799185431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2322283254799185431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-just-hate-fact-that-were-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2380552548791588153</id><published>2010-04-10T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T12:35:08.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really slipping away?&lt;br /&gt;Or is this, just something that'll pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fight this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2380552548791588153?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2380552548791588153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2380552548791588153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2380552548791588153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2380552548791588153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-we-are-we-really-slipping-away-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6847904364696274778</id><published>2010-04-05T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T02:28:33.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Keep bitching lah.&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you?&lt;br /&gt;You always say karma this karma that.&lt;br /&gt;Look at yourself wei.&lt;br /&gt;You loook so farking pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Your words are always poison.&lt;br /&gt;Let other people be lah.&lt;br /&gt;If you become a hater, with ignorance, you're just a bloody good for nothing yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Hate is fine, just hate.&lt;br /&gt;Not hate with bitterness, and shallowness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.What the fuck man?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6847904364696274778?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6847904364696274778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6847904364696274778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6847904364696274778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6847904364696274778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/keep-bitching-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2551556330285763896</id><published>2010-04-01T12:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T13:44:52.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="iZKpwtbV" title="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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('iZKpwtbV')"&gt;hint: the brainy one in your family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're not related, but you can read, just keep mum about this = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2551556330285763896?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2551556330285763896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2551556330285763896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2551556330285763896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2551556330285763896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/04/yeah-its-plain-to-see-that-baby-youre.html' title='This is me'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-37286949122102254</id><published>2010-03-28T11:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T11:38:59.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am just waiting for time, till I can officially fall for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-8375887468905921026</id><published>2010-03-27T12:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T12:38:24.491-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization</title><content type='html'>I don't care what people say&lt;br /&gt;The rush is worth the price I pay&lt;br /&gt;I get so high when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;But crash and crave you when you are away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-8375887468905921026?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/8375887468905921026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=8375887468905921026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8375887468905921026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/8375887468905921026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/03/realization.html' title='Realization'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5098068074808605129</id><published>2010-03-26T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T12:20:34.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this what I've missed?</title><content type='html'>You coming back into my life, was the 2nd greatest feeling ever.&lt;br /&gt;You've brought me back 2 years of my life.&lt;br /&gt;It was as tho, everything was on hold.&lt;br /&gt;I never had the courage to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;nor did I had the courage to even lift a finger.&lt;br /&gt;I did regret, but what I regret most was coming to terms that it was over.&lt;br /&gt;You proved me wrong and it's far from over.&lt;br /&gt;You breathe life into me.&lt;br /&gt;You make me relive those memories, short, but significant ones.&lt;br /&gt;I can remember so much after so long.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can write all those corny stuff, but I guess you know already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first greatest feeling ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was when I met you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5098068074808605129?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5098068074808605129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5098068074808605129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5098068074808605129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5098068074808605129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/03/is-this-what-ive-missed.html' title='Is this what I&apos;ve missed?'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6042781725653975844</id><published>2010-03-22T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:12:58.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've come along, far enough</title><content type='html'>And it's the only one mistake, I'll never do again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6042781725653975844?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6042781725653975844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1203841630520798380</id><published>2010-03-13T05:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T05:53:41.065-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What'chu got is hard to find</title><content type='html'>It's never enough to say I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;It's never enough to say I care&lt;br /&gt;But I'm caught between what you&lt;br /&gt;Wanted from me, and knowing&lt;br /&gt;If I give that to ya&lt;br /&gt;I might just disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1203841630520798380?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1203841630520798380/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4278160312860649207</id><published>2010-03-11T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T23:18:20.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss</title><content type='html'>Blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. 3 weeks holiday yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate with me lah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! I'm going to pierce. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided where already. And hell, it sounds good to me. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 month recovery time tho.&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, all's good! = )))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeee. It feels like as if I've just got my spm results again. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling, not the actual wan. I kick ur butt k! I very geng at kicking butts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I need a new addiction = (((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far. SIEN DOU HAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthx bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-4278160312860649207?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4278160312860649207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4278160312860649207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4278160312860649207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4278160312860649207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-miss.html' title='I miss'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7646758356412727387</id><published>2010-03-04T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T19:39:16.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death Lingers</title><content type='html'>I hate the idea, that the world has come to what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To study, get a good job, and get better at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To allow you to start a family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It fucking sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that life is so short that we're literally prepared to work our ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck that man. I really hate that idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I lay sick on my bed, thoughts just came streaming to my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta work this if not, I am doomed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I see everyone studying and doing things they like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not what I want. I know we gotta learn something and be good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes no where. = /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what to do. Face life as it is, and just deal with it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna join the army now do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= /&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risks of dying is high.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7646758356412727387?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7646758356412727387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7646758356412727387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7646758356412727387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7646758356412727387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/03/death-lingers.html' title='Death Lingers'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1609523806351189792</id><published>2010-03-01T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:03:06.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's wrong? You seem to be beaten up and shit = /&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm sure you can pull through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.loves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1609523806351189792?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1609523806351189792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1609523806351189792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1609523806351189792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1609523806351189792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-wrong-you-seem-to-be-beaten-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-9151650089535791407</id><published>2010-02-24T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T07:38:11.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopped?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S4VHa78Yx-I/AAAAAAAAB2s/Ezhwia4SU5k/s1600-h/dark-kickflip.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S4VHa78Yx-I/AAAAAAAAB2s/Ezhwia4SU5k/s400/dark-kickflip.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441834252840257506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-9151650089535791407?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/9151650089535791407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=9151650089535791407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/9151650089535791407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/9151650089535791407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/shopped.html' title='Shopped?'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S4VHa78Yx-I/AAAAAAAAB2s/Ezhwia4SU5k/s72-c/dark-kickflip.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1253421397734077997</id><published>2010-02-22T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T08:29:59.802-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fark!</title><content type='html'>Shit, a crumpler bag costs 500 bucks. The fark did it go that expensive? But it's niceee! I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy, I've been missing gym for over a week already. sigh. suck nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= /&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1253421397734077997?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1253421397734077997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1253421397734077997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1253421397734077997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1253421397734077997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/fark.html' title='Fark!'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1161987986496509599</id><published>2010-02-20T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T10:41:40.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>B-b-b-b-b-ad</title><content type='html'>Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, literally shit luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no luck in gambling this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've literally pawned my balls away to someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I never get a third card that adds up to become 21 this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. NOT once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For christ sake, at least give me something really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balance it up man. But NOOOOOOOOOOOO, I had to lose my balls in the process of finding out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even lost my rationality. I'm that serious. I got sooo screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me break it down for you aight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1, won other people's money. Thats right. I "won" by being a so called charm lah. My seat was quite hot that day. Weee. Seems like a good start eh? WRONG mother fakaaa! SO WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2. Dunned say. Lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3. Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4. Ditto ditto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5. When was this? Ah sure enuf, ditto lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, it goes on till today. Saturday. The 2nd last day of my hols, and I'm literally down by a couple hundred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.G bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether is this a sick joke or what, but right now it feels real to me.&lt;br /&gt;I've lost countless times, I am very very scared of holding a deck of cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just sooo disgusting to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I flipped. I went nuts for a span of 20 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite bummed out not because of the money, but the idea of losing sooo frequently, it mindfucks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hilarious, that I never got once a third card that I need that hits 21.&lt;br /&gt;Or the idea that, it's a clear win. And i still kena tiang. Walaooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious lor, damn pissed hahahaha. FML hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year of Tiger? Pui! PUII. Puiiiiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= P o well, temple! Pray pray!&lt;br /&gt;Must change image, then don't follow me already. Stupid ass luck. ahhaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1161987986496509599?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1161987986496509599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1161987986496509599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1161987986496509599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1161987986496509599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/b-b-b-b-b-ad.html' title='B-b-b-b-b-ad'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1446597715148998466</id><published>2010-02-15T09:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:22:40.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1) Labret Piercing (LowerLip)&lt;br /&gt;2) Tattoo&lt;br /&gt;3) Krumpler Bag&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1446597715148998466?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1446597715148998466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1446597715148998466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1446597715148998466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1446597715148998466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/1-labret-piercing-lowerlip-2-tattoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1479339113856554859</id><published>2010-02-14T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:55:12.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S3gc16DcFDI/AAAAAAAAB2M/AALTs63mdzc/s1600-h/Whysoserious-2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S3gc16DcFDI/AAAAAAAAB2M/AALTs63mdzc/s400/Whysoserious-2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438128262492197938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1479339113856554859?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1479339113856554859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1479339113856554859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1479339113856554859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1479339113856554859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/S3gc16DcFDI/AAAAAAAAB2M/AALTs63mdzc/s72-c/Whysoserious-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5240061244318710437</id><published>2010-02-12T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T09:15:11.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to sq one</title><content type='html'>Damn fucking lazy to blog d. Mahai so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5240061244318710437?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5240061244318710437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5240061244318710437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5240061244318710437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5240061244318710437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-sq-one.html' title='Back to sq one'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4751340701836946985</id><published>2010-02-07T06:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T06:03:25.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute</title><content type='html'>Last minute is my middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, time to push for assignments to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, 8am-10am class! Pay summon, relax, get my car done, go for interview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freshies! = ) This is awesome!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-4751340701836946985?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4751340701836946985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4751340701836946985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4751340701836946985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4751340701836946985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-minute.html' title='Last minute'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5189676260900572480</id><published>2010-02-06T00:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:36:17.697-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I apologise&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5189676260900572480?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5189676260900572480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5189676260900572480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5189676260900572480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5189676260900572480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-apologise.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7022309370499508078</id><published>2010-02-04T05:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T05:25:49.978-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If,</title><content type='html'>If you're a guy, and you're in Taylors. It's a must to join Sky Adventure Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing you can lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, was a-w-e-s-o-m-e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7022309370499508078?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7022309370499508078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7022309370499508078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7022309370499508078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7022309370499508078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/if.html' title='If,'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6041219231908576889</id><published>2010-02-03T09:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:37:08.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Number !</title><content type='html'>So yes, I'm gonna freaking psycho you with that song as much as I like. Or until I get jelak. Which ever comes first. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, first off, I'm gonna start with some productive thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Male Ego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless you're dealing with a typical don't-want-lose-and-die case or not admitting to an obvious fault, then don't bother reading. It's messy so be prepared for a mindfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I think we males are being told off about our ego is when, women just fail to understand us. Clearly there are some things like our male chivalry-instincts kick in, and not ego okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, when we are being "egoistic", we are actually making a point. We want to make our point loud and clear. It's because it's like a principle to us. When we act based on our "ego" as women claim to be, we are actually opposing something that is not a norm to us. Or perhaps, something we do not practice or do not condone.&lt;br /&gt;It's true lah wei. You girls don't get called being egoistic, because it's a trend by today's standard to only refer it to the males, and when we call a girl ego, we'd be labeled sore losers and bla bla bla, end up we got no face and self-emberassment. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a pure case of mis-communication and that bloody perception of others to jump into conclusion that it's our ego that's kicking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Straight Forwardness / Being honest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate it. When you're telling something. To someone, and they get the whole fucking idea wrong.&lt;br /&gt;They blow it out of proportion. I tell you. And I quote someone who really gave this awesome quote that everyone still uses today. By&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - William Shakespear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;And so, as I told the lion,&lt;br /&gt;the lamb, and the child,&lt;br /&gt;the words I said,&lt;br /&gt;were the wrong,&lt;br /&gt;and poisoned thoughts they heard.&lt;br /&gt;and I told them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WTF WEI Niamah fu lat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's his first reaction lah. That's why now he mindfucks you with poetry. So that you can't tell what he's trying to say. Seeeeeeeeeeeeerrriouslyyy, what the fuck is wrong with people who always seem to take it from the backside and not through the brain? Ha?! What's wrong with you?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, being honest with you as I could be with anyone else, I am telling you what I think, what's in my head, and there you are listening like a dumbass and take it like a child who's just been told that he/she can't watch tv for a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, what'd you want me to do? Lie to you? Sugar coat it?&lt;br /&gt;Sorry lu, don't accept go jump down building pls. Clearly life's been too sweet for you.&lt;br /&gt;Reality check helloooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la. sleep time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6041219231908576889?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6041219231908576889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6041219231908576889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6041219231908576889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6041219231908576889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/number.html' title='Number !'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3125064340117167558</id><published>2010-02-03T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T09:06:05.959-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaack</title><content type='html'>Hehehehe. I'm so shyy, everyone come back read my blog in blogspot. wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. I wanted to add songs but they don't let?! Niamah who are they to deny a blogger his html codes man!&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye wordpress! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello blogspot, i've wronged you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 72 posts and 80 comments, it was a good run. Thank you for those who have been coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3125064340117167558?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3125064340117167558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3125064340117167558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3125064340117167558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3125064340117167558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-baaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaack'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-2748715925114498404</id><published>2009-08-06T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T09:53:42.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>English as you Like it.</title><content type='html'>Personal Thoughts; Expressing and Conveying&lt;br /&gt;English as we like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We humans are living our very own lives today have little to none privacy. It is almost as hard as it gets when it comes to the freedom of expressing ourselves. We have to be rather, sensitive about our actions, and what are the issues that are deemed too sensitive to touch. Therefore personal spaces like blogs, diaries, forums and etc come into play. I strongly believe that a person is entitled to his/her own right to speak, express and think about anything without fear about breaking the law in one's country. And it is important to compile our thoughts, emotions and opinions in an orderly manner so that we could effectively express what we want, and ensure that our opinions are heard with a confident and strong message that everyone can listen and understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, a person could create a webpage or personal space and start expressing his/her ideas without the hassle to advertise, worrying about breaking international laws or offending certain parties. Learning to express our ideas will motivate us to think further and stimulates us to gather more knowledge. It gives a person a certain drive to speak up and not hide amongst others.  As we move out from our “shells”, we will learn to be bold and begin to appreciate whatever freedom we have today. It moulds a certain person into an outgoing character, brave and aware of one's surroundings. With today's type of issues around the globe, it is common to see certain parties slamming, or condemning a person’s particular actions or statements even though it is unintentional by him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we begin to express what our thoughts, we will also learn to understand ourselves in what we truly believe and what are we made of. For example; our principles that will be our guide in the future, like holding on to a particular belief or habit or maybe the passion for a certain type of activity. For some, expressing oneself could be a form of soul searching. A constant question about one’s purpose of doing an action, to reason and to get a better grasp at what life has to offer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-2748715925114498404?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/2748715925114498404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=2748715925114498404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2748715925114498404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/2748715925114498404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/08/english-as-you-like-it.html' title='English as you Like it.'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-5683208835012473781</id><published>2009-07-11T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:17:33.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, let me see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SljVhuhU6NI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ruWFsXZC11Q/s1600-h/DSC00386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SljVhuhU6NI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ruWFsXZC11Q/s400/DSC00386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357266532157417682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just watched Transformers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be bothered anymore about the quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to get it over with. Besides, I'll orgasm again when teh deeveedee comes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for, Ice Age 3. Apparently it's childish and for losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phug yew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta love being a downloader. ( Hey I do seed too okay! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm heading off to Terengganu again.&lt;br /&gt;Not working but rather for a final holiday with the familia before I start college.&lt;br /&gt;Well,  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Bitches&lt;/strike&gt; Beaches, here I come!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-5683208835012473781?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/5683208835012473781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=5683208835012473781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5683208835012473781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/5683208835012473781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-let-me-see.html' title='So, let me see.'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SljVhuhU6NI/AAAAAAAAB2A/ruWFsXZC11Q/s72-c/DSC00386.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6264420994039542169</id><published>2009-07-09T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T02:01:57.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's a little late</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SlcDddJ0CcI/AAAAAAAAB14/JxfnFS_7j5E/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SlcDddJ0CcI/AAAAAAAAB14/JxfnFS_7j5E/s400/07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356754086357371330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that my life, is a little delayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years later, then I'll only have things that I want now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny because it's trueee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is stopping me from going crazy is the excuse that I am still young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are certain times where I want it nowwwww = (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And patience is not one of my forte'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being Nice is. TOOT !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6264420994039542169?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6264420994039542169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6264420994039542169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6264420994039542169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6264420994039542169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/life.html' title='Life&apos;s a little late'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SlcDddJ0CcI/AAAAAAAAB14/JxfnFS_7j5E/s72-c/07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7724722642434706711</id><published>2009-07-08T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T06:16:16.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zaka saya mau potong</title><content type='html'>Two old friends - a Chinaman and a Malay were having a conversation recently ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Lu potong zaka ada bagut ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Manyak bagus. Bila lu potong haa, lu punya barang manyak bersih loo.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: ?!! err ... saya kawan ala cakap, potong zaka aaahh.... manyak ploblem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Apa problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddy : Manyak buang lui, lagi aahh ... dia punya performance tadak bagut...&lt;br /&gt;manyak cinang semputloh ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Cehh... apek, lu apa cerita... saya suda lama potong. tada apa problem... bini saya manyak puas woo.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Lu mini puas sama itu potong zaka ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Ya laa. Bila lu potong aahh... lagi sedap main woo. lu lagi lambat pancut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: ???!!! err... lu punya 1.3 atau 1.5??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: ??!! woi apek cakap baik2 sikit ha ... saya punya 6 inci laa.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: ??! Tiu nia ma... lu jangan main2 haa... mana ada potong zaka 6 inci.&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Cilaka apek ni...nah tengok (opens his trousers)&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Chee sin punya olang.....gua tanya baik2 ... lu tunjuk lu punya lanchiau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Abis... lu tada percaya..saya tunjuk la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Saya tadak tanya sama lu punya lanchiau. Saya tanya lu pasal itu nasional car... proton saga. bolo punya olang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali: Aiya... apek... lain kali lu sebut betul2 la....kasi susa saja..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7724722642434706711?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7724722642434706711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7724722642434706711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7724722642434706711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7724722642434706711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/zaka-saya-mau-potong.html' title='Zaka saya mau potong'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-4566142322229669223</id><published>2009-07-07T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:38:55.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomodachi</title><content type='html'>Whats up fellow readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well lately things are good on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really care about yours, so I won't bother asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You readers are fucking rude! You don't tag me anymore! Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except a few adorablesss that I haveee. Thank youuu for the tagssssss &lt;3 mucho graciassss cheebais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So screw you! Humph! You unresponsive readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll blog just to satisfy myself.&lt;br /&gt;Not anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've been watching lots of anime lately, and it's easy to conclude that ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are selfish.&lt;br /&gt;One point of view isn't gonna change the world.&lt;br /&gt;People are weak. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which includes myself, because I'm not a fucking-godsent-genius nor am I blessed with powers or status-granted being. Just like me and you, human. But I am one step ahead lah. I don't like being tied down with you guys anyways. HAHAHA. Oh shitttt * points at anime * Blame that! Blame that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truth be told, anime is really an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It holds unlimited potential because it's a simple tool to spread ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Like how a person would change the world.&lt;br /&gt;Or how we explore human traits that have flaws and loose ends that are unable to be explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those kind of deep deep " oh shit " stuff that you'd never think of.&lt;br /&gt;Personally, it's almost the same as reading a book by some genius author.&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't boring! And that's a plus that everyone needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think of anime as "cartoon" for I sure as hell would slap you for degrading such an incredible tool of thought and ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're interested, try Death Note  or  Code Geass. These are the types where out-of-the-box ideas come alive. It's " sugoiii " !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.animewoot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For streaming videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways on a different topic, one which a friend has mentioned on his blog got me intrigued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomodachi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what about it?&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think it's something that we need if we are to survive this cruel perception we call, " reality".&lt;br /&gt;We don't need it once.&lt;br /&gt;We don't need it twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need it almost everyday of our entire lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to me, they're everything. Almost everything I have in this world besides my family = )&lt;br /&gt;The ones I have with me are the ones I appreciate the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing most about this topic is, my point of view on whom we call friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where I see it, there are differences between being nice and being friends.&lt;br /&gt;And clearly many don't get it when a person is doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it simple. Many of you talk, when talked to.&lt;br /&gt;And that's it. You think you're a friend but all you do is ignore. I can't help but wonder, that's it?&lt;br /&gt;You're calling yourself a friend yet, all you do is appear in my face and then disappear?&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that I expect you to hold my hand or talk to me everyday like a bitch, but at least enough to, care.&lt;br /&gt;And not act like a total stranger. TOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, it may seem a little bit harsh but you have to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Who's real and who's not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone you know can call themselves a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my 2 sen~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really wonder, what's it like to read my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I create  the OooOOoOoOOooO's and Ahhhhhhhhhh's ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahhaa. Do enlighten me if you have the chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-4566142322229669223?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/4566142322229669223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=4566142322229669223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4566142322229669223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/4566142322229669223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomodachi.html' title='Tomodachi'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1546054583937425951</id><published>2009-07-06T05:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T05:06:58.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because you can, doesn't mean you should</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SlHozzMqw7I/AAAAAAAAB1k/bND8NBqvaRA/s1600-h/633496015825403934-zmofg-500x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SlHozzMqw7I/AAAAAAAAB1k/bND8NBqvaRA/s400/633496015825403934-zmofg-500x400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355317408534545330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1546054583937425951?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1546054583937425951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1546054583937425951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1546054583937425951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1546054583937425951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-because-you-can-doesnt-mean-you.html' title='Just because you can, doesn&apos;t mean you should'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SlHozzMqw7I/AAAAAAAAB1k/bND8NBqvaRA/s72-c/633496015825403934-zmofg-500x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1910329750664964454</id><published>2009-07-03T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:26:22.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm almost done.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/Sk4mVo1I1_I/AAAAAAAAB1c/tpdjDvB3Q9Q/s1600-h/32777-tactical_facepalm_super.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/Sk4mVo1I1_I/AAAAAAAAB1c/tpdjDvB3Q9Q/s400/32777-tactical_facepalm_super.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354259160169502706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon!! Catch ya guys in a second! Shower!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Oh!! If you're a Firefox user, do get yourself the 3.5 upgrade. Xanga blogs are now faster loading!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;I swear to you I'm literally fading away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am trying my best to do everything that is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because of you, I am going against what I usually do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I do not even know why, but I am trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I am already putting hope and it's bloody painful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I trust you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just hush if you find this. Keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Clearly acting dumb is what's best. Let's do the same here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Bye!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-1910329750664964454?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1910329750664964454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1910329750664964454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1910329750664964454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1910329750664964454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-almost-done.html' title='I&apos;m almost done.'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/Sk4mVo1I1_I/AAAAAAAAB1c/tpdjDvB3Q9Q/s72-c/32777-tactical_facepalm_super.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3405431265744963629</id><published>2009-07-01T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T11:45:14.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like insomnia~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SkyYtPnwZFI/AAAAAAAAB1U/O5ZLkyXDeHI/s1600-h/1246533607555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SkyYtPnwZFI/AAAAAAAAB1U/O5ZLkyXDeHI/s400/1246533607555.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353821960091493458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It breaks my heart to see a friend cry.&lt;br /&gt;It truly does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a brief introduction about myself. I never really did introduce myself.&lt;br /&gt;So, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blog, alot for a guy.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like being lied to.&lt;br /&gt;I listen to music almost everyday when I am awake of my entire life. I still do.&lt;br /&gt;I am a lazy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see I am gonna reflect on that last statement by, not finishing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A plot in an anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" She convinces him, and Lelouch summarily halts his rebellion, until he suddenly loses control of his Geass while jokingly telling her to kill all the Japanese. The Geass-influenced Euphemia orders a bloody massacre of the people attending the ceremony. Blaming himself, a resolute Lelouch decides to salvage the situation by declaring Euphemia's Specially Administrated Zone a trap to lure out the Black Knights, and commands his troops to defeat the Britannian forces, protect the Japanese, and stop Euphemia. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seamlessly when one loses control of his power the plot takes a unwanted twist. Crazy @_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3405431265744963629?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3405431265744963629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3405431265744963629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3405431265744963629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3405431265744963629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/07/feels-like-insomnia.html' title='Feels like insomnia~'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SkyYtPnwZFI/AAAAAAAAB1U/O5ZLkyXDeHI/s72-c/1246533607555.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-6983009160265991252</id><published>2009-06-30T10:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T04:39:05.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuego</title><content type='html'>//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am sitting upon my beloved laptop typing this out with a filled-to-the-rim stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I don't eat spicy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I do, but my body doesn't. You see, once I taste 'em spices or just pure burning sensation, I start to sweat. That's alright, everyone does. Wrong, they don't sweat on Roti Canai curry, or your average spicy KFC chicken. They don't. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's when my love for maggi's Tom Yam comes to play. I ate two today and already I finished a huge ass jug of water. Get my drift? So, the next step is to await the exploding feeling that will run through my whole body, and KABLAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World War 3, or perhaps, an artistic job done straight in the loo. Hey, it comes with smell too.&lt;br /&gt;What a bargain, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyways I went shopping with my mummy yesterdayyy. It was awesomeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got shoes, jeans shirts and a short pants! Nerdy nerdy!&lt;br /&gt;It's the summer! = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adidas = Adidogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Catch you peeps in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Battlefield heroes, okay oaky oni. But it still sucks connection wise.&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;Tearing up like a bitch now everytime I open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody big ulsers at two awesome-fantastically-strategic placed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One under my lip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One, somewhere good enuf that made me so lazy to find it exactly where, and it stings like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even keeps me from yawning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna savor good food after this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent 20 minutes talking to my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that my computer is able to function with speech recognition.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Open Mozilla Firefox "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Select, porn "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems to get better everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even have to use my hands!!&lt;br /&gt;Wait. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-6983009160265991252?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/6983009160265991252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=6983009160265991252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6983009160265991252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/6983009160265991252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/06/tearing-up-like-bitch-now-everytime-i.html' title='Fuego'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-7507310906819305941</id><published>2009-06-29T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T01:12:28.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What the flying fuck?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: How tall are you, private?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0397124/"&gt;Private Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir, five-foot-nine, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Five-foot-nine, I didn't know they stacked shit that high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Did your parents have any children that lived?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000352/"&gt;Private Gomer Pyle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir, yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: I'll bet they regret that. You're so ugly you could be a modern art masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Are you shook up? Are you nervous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0397124/"&gt;Private Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir, I am, sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Do I make you nervous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0397124/"&gt;Private Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: "Sir" what? Were you about to call me an asshole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy little communist shit, twinkle-toed cocksucker down here who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh? The fairy fucking godmother said it. Out-fucking-standing! I will PT you all until you fucking die! I'll PT you until your assholes are sucking buttermilk!&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;i class="fine"&gt;Gunnery Sgt. Hartman grabs Pvt. Cowboy by the shirt&lt;/i&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Was it you, you scroungy little fuck, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0397124/"&gt;Private Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir, no Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: You little piece of shit! You look like a fucking worm! I bet it was you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0397124/"&gt;Private Cowboy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir, no Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000546/"&gt;Private Joker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Sir, I said it, Sir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000388/"&gt;Gunnery Sergeant Hartman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: Well, no shit. What have we got here, a fucking comedian? Private Joker. I admire your honesty. Hell, I like you, you can come over to my house and fuck my sister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah. If only you would watch Full Metal Jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I got presents from the sohai leader and salty wet yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really expecting it, till i opened. Or more like, it slid out of the envelope.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Thank youuuuu. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to see transformerssss watafakk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new current addiction to curse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lan JIAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Easily replaceable with the word bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;- Used at ease amongst races.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhah wtheck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-7507310906819305941?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/7507310906819305941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=7507310906819305941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7507310906819305941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/7507310906819305941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/06/gunnery-sergeant-hartman-how-tall-are.html' title='What the flying fuck?'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-9025037576388038018</id><published>2009-06-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T10:52:03.399-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I felt the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wave after wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was abit hell-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it definitely were some of the hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It struck where it hurts the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate being lied to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blady damned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's far worst than lan si people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or kiasu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheebiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Life goes on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, fuck you also. = )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-9025037576388038018?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/9025037576388038018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=9025037576388038018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/9025037576388038018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/9025037576388038018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-felt-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-1751088836674301167</id><published>2009-06-29T02:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T02:10:40.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dear God the only thing I ask of you is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; To hold her when I'm not around, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When I'm much too far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We all need that person who can be true to you&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/8498363557630318010-1751088836674301167?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/1751088836674301167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=1751088836674301167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1751088836674301167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/1751088836674301167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-god-only-thing-i-ask-of-you-is-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8498363557630318010.post-3093788276210626181</id><published>2009-06-28T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:30:19.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeezeeerrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SkealGl_2JI/AAAAAAAAB04/5R6yu3L1l-A/s1600-h/111121212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SkealGl_2JI/AAAAAAAAB04/5R6yu3L1l-A/s400/111121212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352416644368947346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm back home for good. No more work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm 18 = ) finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) idk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I'm gonna go on a fucking huge ass shopping spree for all I care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) College starting soon. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chiqas, here I comeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see when I'll update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone up for transformers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are all gone, or watched it already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEH! pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, clearly the world is taking his death way too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes he died. But did the world remembered when they condemned him to hell against the allegations of child molestation? or perhaps, his "failure" as a parent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an untimely death, but, just don't be sad over someone whom you knew through a facebook status la fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8498363557630318010-3093788276210626181?l=cheebyerais.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/feeds/3093788276210626181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8498363557630318010&amp;postID=3093788276210626181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3093788276210626181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8498363557630318010/posts/default/3093788276210626181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cheebyerais.blogspot.com/2009/06/weeezeeerrr.html' title='Weeezeeerrr'/><author><name>Villi G.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SYV-fUJBJpI/AAAAAAAABes/9JWlIrDSoVg/S220/1231682359982.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_SNe_udszubg/SkealGl_2JI/AAAAAAAAB04/5R6yu3L1l-A/s72-c/111121212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
