<?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-31392806</id><updated>2011-08-02T01:25:42.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A world of my own</title><subtitle type='html'>this world is not mine, it will never be mine...should i juz stay aside...? don't make the wrong choice...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>33</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-6922028685717340297</id><published>2011-07-25T12:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T12:14:37.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Plant the seed,&lt;div&gt;so that even if you leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it will grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-6922028685717340297?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6922028685717340297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=6922028685717340297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/6922028685717340297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/6922028685717340297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2011/07/plant-seed-so-that-even-if-you-leave-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-7889737339516795470</id><published>2011-06-22T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T00:34:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the last time</title><content type='html'>This will be the last time.&lt;div&gt;I've been holding on to you for too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I asked,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why did I know you for so long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you replied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I knew the answer from the start.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not that I was looking away,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just that I didn't wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said I knew the answer since the beginning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You knew it the minute I bestowed this title upon you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why just smile and continue my dream?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess that's just the way you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for all the wonderful dreams you gave me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for leading me here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for being you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for reminding me that we all have to wake up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And good bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm waking up from this dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have a good rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hedied. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-7889737339516795470?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7889737339516795470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=7889737339516795470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7889737339516795470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7889737339516795470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-is-last-time.html' title='This is the last time'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-7413980625424537549</id><published>2010-11-03T00:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T00:26:42.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Are we alive?"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are we happy?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you insane?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure why...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been hearing things since...5mins ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like...someone is suddenly questioning me after all those silent years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Years? I've been through years?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I haven't seen my life yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So what am I doing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seem to ask myself meaningless questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I should stop...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Are you insane?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...Maybe yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-7413980625424537549?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7413980625424537549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=7413980625424537549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7413980625424537549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7413980625424537549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2010/11/are-we-alive-are-we-happy-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-1051462017467282443</id><published>2010-01-21T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:40:28.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it just us?</title><content type='html'>I can never understand humans. Even though I'm one myself. We never really understand the things around us, and we try to give them a forced explanation from a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;restricted&lt;/span&gt; point of view. But we never know that we can just ask them and if we care to listen, they'll give us a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telepathy, huh? Most of us just think that is a myth. Whatever. That 'myth' is the one and only universal language in this entire universe. That includes andromeda, our solar system...etc. People would understand each other without words. They would communicate with only their feelings, and there would be no misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too good to be true, huh? Well, we can never blame you. It is you who have been brought up in this well, brought up to believe that you can never fly beyond this shallow well, brought up to believe that there is no existence other than this small place. How sad. To think that billions of souls are trapped in this well, with only the word "Belief" blocking our freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard? That the only time when we are truly free is lost the minute we are born. Before we notice it, we are trapped in a cage forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask? I do not know, but ironicially, we are the ones who trapped ourselves. Blinded by our foolish reasons and trying our very best to climb up this well. It looks so tall from here. The sky is the only thing we can see from here, that small piece of sky that we are all straining for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we ever think? Do we ever sleep? Do we ever dream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or is it just us, just us alone reaching for that white and black sky? Or is it just our vision that's black and white?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.::Continue questioning and one day we'll find the answer::.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-1051462017467282443?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/1051462017467282443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=1051462017467282443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/1051462017467282443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/1051462017467282443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2010/01/is-it-just-us.html' title='Is it just us?'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-1737883114589871081</id><published>2009-11-26T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T15:52:09.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012 true or false?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="story_comment"&gt;This is the entire story from my facebook wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Firstly, the Sun IS GOING TO REACH IT'S SOLAR CLIMAX IN 2012 whether u like it or not. When it does, that is going to be the sun's GREATEST SOLAR CLIMAX EVER SEEN BY MANKIND. Dunno why? Google 2012 solar climax. If you're not a bird-brain, you'll understand. So, Earth will most likely be hit by the heavy radiation from the sun and its CMEs. Either the earth will get hit by those massive fireballs OR increased solar radiation to catastrophic levels OR depletion of earth's magnetic field(planes, cellphones, power stations will all malfunction).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Secondly, solar radiation and the gravitational pull from the Galactic Alignment will cause the Earth's crust to shift.When that happens, it'll be like that in the movie 2012. Earthquakes of 10.9 or even 11.9 will strike. Tsunamis of height more than 100m would appear and singapore, shanghai,blah blah, would sink. Whether Africa would rise, I do not know. But ti would be good to invest in another Noah's Ark. Those government officials are really building ships(Let it be Noah's Ark or a space ship) that would SAVE ONLY THEIR LIVES WHEN CATASTROPHIES STRIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-(the movie missed out this)Thridly, PLANET X IS IN COLLISION COURSE WITH EARTH. If you have heard me saying about a planet called NIBIRU, that's PLANET X. Scientists have yet to confirm if it will collide with earth, but if it does, ALL LIFE ON EARTH WILL BECOME EXTINCT. If it does not, major climatic disasters will still occur. Scientists have actually discovered Nibiru in 1980s, therefore this explains their extreme interest in finding another planet that could sustain life like earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that leaves you good people with 3 explanations to the 'myth' of 2012. all are scientifically proven and all are disasterous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO THE CONCLUSION IS: 2012 IS CONFIRMED TRUTH. BRACE YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you heard it first from Endro. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-1737883114589871081?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/1737883114589871081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=1737883114589871081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/1737883114589871081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/1737883114589871081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/11/2012-true-or-false.html' title='2012 true or false?'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-2541708843588240084</id><published>2009-06-09T15:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:41:13.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end of the path</title><content type='html'>when you are lost in the midde of nowhere,&lt;br /&gt;start looking for a path leading you home.&lt;br /&gt;lights will guide you,&lt;br /&gt;but the path looks dark at the end,&lt;br /&gt;and who will be there to welcome you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave these questions behind,&lt;br /&gt;and start walking.&lt;br /&gt;Who will have the courage to walk down that path,&lt;br /&gt;and who will have the patience to wait?&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid,&lt;br /&gt;for if you never try,&lt;br /&gt;you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those lights shining down on you,&lt;br /&gt;they are smiling.&lt;br /&gt;It's time that you stand up,&lt;br /&gt;and go down that path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness will be your guard,&lt;br /&gt;and the lights will be your guide.&lt;br /&gt;They'll take you back home.&lt;br /&gt;Someone's waiting at the end of the path.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-2541708843588240084?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2541708843588240084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=2541708843588240084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/2541708843588240084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/2541708843588240084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/06/end-of-path.html' title='the end of the path'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-2376910593475244736</id><published>2009-04-29T11:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T11:45:46.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!</title><content type='html'>YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS THE MOMENT THAT I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm 16!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea yea yea yea.&lt;br /&gt;Now i can go watch NC16 movies to my heart's content.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm here,&lt;br /&gt;might as well as do some advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once you are 16...&lt;br /&gt;COME JOIN THE OLD WOMAN CLUB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;THIS CLUB ALLOWS U TO WATCH NC16 MOVIES WITHOUT WORRYING BEING CAUGHT UNDERAGE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND ONCE YOU TURN 18,&lt;br /&gt;JOIN THE PREMIUM OLD WOMAN CLUB!!!&lt;br /&gt;UNLIMITED ACCESS TO M18 MOVIES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND REMEMBER,&lt;br /&gt;THERE'S ALWAYS SPACE FOR THE GOLD CLASS OLD WOMAN CLUB WHEN YOU REACH 21!!!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, WHEN THE TIME COMES FOR YOU TO TURN 40...&lt;br /&gt;COME TO THE (very young) GIRL POWER CLUB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;where girls can talk about their life, lousy husbands and noisy children!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.lol.end of my advertisment.&lt;br /&gt;actually  i was thinking of creating tt club on facebook, but dunno how.lol.&lt;br /&gt;haven even start on emaths yet.die le.i'll go off now to mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I want my presents!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-2376910593475244736?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2376910593475244736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=2376910593475244736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/2376910593475244736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/2376910593475244736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-3507222734864224063</id><published>2009-03-16T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T14:34:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fri 13 march 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hm. met a really interesting psychotherapist on fri 13 march 2009&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there's one problem that really materialized.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that people like him might mistake a friend for a patient.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm not that much of a friend either.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But I do believe that he was once an indigo, and it seems like he moved on to a crystal. He felt more tranquil than an indigo.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;I should seriously quit this lousy habit of thinking who people are.(you may not understand what I'm saying, but that's the purpose)&lt;br /&gt;Atlantis huh?&lt;br /&gt;It sounds familiar.&lt;br /&gt;But I still love Sirius more.&lt;br /&gt;Though I hate it too.&lt;br /&gt;Ah forget it, I love Hidiet the most.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't hate Hidiet for anything.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously miss...(leave that for your imagination ba)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endro. That's the name he came up for me, so shut up people.&lt;br /&gt;More like it was once Andro.&lt;br /&gt;Just...I am no longer there.&lt;br /&gt;So I shall stick to Endro for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah crap,&lt;br /&gt;I should stop being so random.&lt;br /&gt;Ok where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway hardly anyone reads this blog so I can say it's my own world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. Thanks to my awesome memory, I can't remember his name. The psychotherapist.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was L sth.&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;He recommended me to go to this cafe called 'Going Om'.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going. This fri. or wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Before that I checked out the cafe's website.&lt;br /&gt;It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Really want to change its name to 'Going Home'.&lt;br /&gt;But they really do sound alike. I had mistaken it for going home at first and was thinking "I wanna go home".&lt;br /&gt;...But it's a cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Though it looks way more like a bar.&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going alone.&lt;br /&gt;Friday's a good day to go I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to borrow Temple's THE SIRIUS MYSTERY, but obviously the library doesn't have it.&lt;br /&gt;Sad case.&lt;br /&gt;But nvm, I'll summarize what I found on Sirius so far...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sirius is a triple Star, so it's Sirius A, Sirius B and Sirius C.(can't they have better names)&lt;br /&gt;Sirius system contains two of the eight nearest stars to the Solar System and is the fifth closest stellar system to ours.&lt;br /&gt;With a mass nearly equal to the Sun's, Sirius B is one of the more massive white dwarfs known; it is almost double the 0.5–0.6 solar mass average. Yet that same mass is packed into a volume roughly equal to the Earth. (So basically it's a white dwarf)&lt;br /&gt;However, since there is no internal source of energy generation, Sirius B will steadily cool as the remaining heat is radiated into space over a period of more than two billion years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, that's all it matters to me for the moment. I'm too lazy to refind those files on sirius. so I'm gonna end here.Haha.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="style1" style="color: rgb(108, 108, 108);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-3507222734864224063?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3507222734864224063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=3507222734864224063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/3507222734864224063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/3507222734864224063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/03/fri-13-march-2009.html' title='fri 13 march 2009'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-1419614047320296647</id><published>2009-03-10T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:56:04.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just realised that a lot of people from my generation know about the significance of 2012 A.D. Now I can freely blabber all the shit I know about 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a blog especially dedicated to 2012--more like for fellow indigos. the link is in my blog--&gt;under my bloggies--&gt;Endro&amp;amp;Erawind. Scroll to the bottom of that blog. thanks. My words are in purple, while Erawind's are in blue. Do tag so I can tell who you are and crap to you about 2012.&lt;br /&gt;For starters, Indigos are a new species of human beings. Us, that is.&lt;br /&gt;A more detailed definition frm wiki: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;indigo children&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; are children who are believed to represent a higher state of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Human_evolution" title="Human evolution"&gt;human evolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. The term itself is a reference to the belief that such children have an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indigo" title="Indigo"&gt;indigo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-colored &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aura_%28paranormal%29" title="Aura (paranormal)"&gt;aura&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup style="font-style: italic;" id="cite_ref-tappe1_0-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indigo_children#cite_note-tappe1-0" title=""&gt;&lt;span&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;1&lt;span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Beliefs concerning the exact nature of indigo children vary, with some believing that they have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paranormal" title="Paranormal"&gt;paranormal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; abilities such as the ability to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Telepathy" title="Telepathy"&gt;read minds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and others that they are distinguished from non-indigo children merely by more conventional traits such as increased empathy and creativity. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like 90% of the new age pple, who should be teenagers now, are indigos. So I'm an indigo too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, since i started blabbering on indigos, might as well tell you pple about other terms:&lt;br /&gt;crystals kids:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Crystals instinctively channel healing energy. Their crystal nature enables them to pick up energy and aura colors from the people around them. They are acutely sensitive and are even more likely to become healers and lightworkers than indigos, but need space to themselves and a lot of care.  &lt;p&gt;Many crystal children are born autistic or die in infancy because they are so remarkably sensitive. It has been suggested that the indigos are here to transform the world to one in which the crystal children can survive and do their work.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The life color of some indigo adults may transition to crystal when they are in their late twenties or older. The children of indigo parents are almost all crystals and indigos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Starseeds: &lt;/span&gt;sorry cant find a proper definition yet. but it basically means 'people whose origins are not from earth. Their souls were not earth-bound, thus they may have came to earth from another planet. (I'm frm sirius.from further 'studies', i do think that I'm from sirius B)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah, I'm not that great to be able to read minds. but somewhere close. Those who have always been listening me blabber, will notice. I'm oso an empath. Since 90% of you people reading this are indigos or crystals. So you people are oso empaths. So keep your comments to yourself. Whether you have psi, empathy, powers........................................... I'm not that interested to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.I would like to shut up but here's a bit more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A calendar i found frm the internet. Basically it's from the Mayan calendar. Tho i think it's just a little bit crappish, it's pretty accurate for me at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 10. Beginning December 21, 2008&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayan Astrology Count - 8 MANIK  &lt;/b&gt;- A peace loving year filled with generous acts of kindness and inspiration and cooperation, yet outspoken and individualistic. A year to harmonize past issues and to transduce cosmic truth. Companionship balanced with freedom and a desire to travel to sacred lands will have our interest. Unconventional life styles, experimental relationships and controversial subjects will also a focus. A year to trust and respect, in spite of it weirdness. Learn to balance contradictory desires. Learn to be comfortable with your individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiche Count  - 12 KAWOK&lt;/b&gt; - Ka wak) Modern Yucatec translation - Cauac (Storm) A year represented by transforming flashes of light that anchor a deep focus for family and community. Represents the sustaining energy for the world and being fully realized, in contact with the celestial Gods. A good year for healing ceremonies. A year that helps us be good students and teachers with natural clairvoyance A year of activating impeccable order, physically and spiritually and emotionally. A year when we will not allow control. Watch for being insensitive and getting involved with other’s business without invitation. Can have spiritual tests this year that make us reconsider and question our beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Year 11. Beginning December 21, 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayan Astrology Count - 9 EB&lt;/b&gt; - A year of great solar influence. A year to empower free will and expand wisdom. A relaxed, courteous and careful year. A year to empower the formulation of new ideas. We may be overly sensitive, touchy and easily hurt this year, but will also be ambitious and hard-working. Work on issues of inner anger versus the desire for peace as well as self-interest versus self-sacrifice. Learn to empower feelings and foster purifying and healing actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiche Count  - 13 KAT  &lt;/b&gt;(cat) Modern/Yucatec translation - Kan (seed) - A year to uncover that which is hidden. KAT is represented by a net and makes this a year to collect information. Can be quite a difficult year filled with what we might consider punishments or tests, but can also be filled with effortless abundance. Watch out for arising demanding, hoarding natures. KAT is a good protector as it is focuses on survival issues and will also active a desire to improve ourselves with education, purifying our bodies, and working to improve our spiritual life. New inspiring ideas will emerge this year We will set high goals and will work and achieve these goals with passion. A high-strung year that may be hard on the nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Year 12. Beginning December 21, 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayan Astrology Count - 10 CABAN&lt;/b&gt; - A liberal, rational, controversial year that we will harness the power of manifestation. Very mentally active, rationalizing, clever and practical. Liberal and progressive and often controversial, magnified with strong convictions. Learn to balance a stable lifestyle with being changeable. Learn to hold focus and life together according to plan. Become more flexible and patient with life experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiche Count  - 1 TOJ &lt;/b&gt;(toh) Modern/Yucatec translation -Muluc (water) - A year to offer payments to the spiritual world and to settle unfinished business, pay back loans of all kinds (material - emotional - spiritual). A year to purify our lives from all the past life karma, with ceremony and offerings. A year filled with hard lessons of the negative egos. A year to balance truth and love. A hard working year balanced with a great love for personal freedom. In a Toj year we can be easily angered, often moody, short sited, restless, self-destructive, and accident prone. We can also be attracted to entertainment in all forms and this can take us off our path. A year that can activate huge control issues and will rebel if we can’t control. Watch for aggressiveness over petty things. Do not react to life out of egos but from love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Year 13. Beginning December 21, 2011 &lt;/b&gt;- Ending December 20, 2012&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayan Astrology Count - 11 IK &lt;/b&gt; - A year to be dissolve the barriers between the spirit and physical worlds. Be flexible, expect the unexpected, for it will be a changeable and multidimensional year. A powerful year to let go and let God. Speak from the heart and balance change with security. We could experience difficulties with responsibilities, obligations and decision making. A year to learn and understand your fears and confront them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiche Count  - 2 ISH &lt;/b&gt;(ish) Modern Yucatec translation - Ix (wizard) - A year of the intelligence and awesome power of the jaguar. It is considered the heart of the planet - the map of the world - map of the cosmos. A year we have the ability to make swift and accurate decisions based in reality but still able to change our minds and direction easily. Watch for anger and the need for attention and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;December 21, 2012  … The beginning of a NEW 104,000 year cycle &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mayan Astrology Count -  12 MANIK&lt;/b&gt; - A peace loving year filled with generous acts of kindness and inspiring cooperation, although outspoken and individualistic. A year to come to a deep understanding on past issues and to understand universal cosmic truth. A year when it all come together. Companionship balanced with freedom and a desire to travel to sacred lands will interest us. Living the dreams of unconventional life styles, experimental relationships. A year to trust and respect our uniqueness, in spite of our apparent weirdness. Learn to balance contradictory desires. Learn to be understand our unique individuality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiche Count, 4 AJPU (&lt;/b&gt;ak poo) - Modern/Yucatec translation - Ahau (Sun) - AJPU is the light from which we emerge and the light to which we all will return. A year of the vision of the EAGLE and its connection with Grandfather Sun and the solar mind. The Lord of the Age of Flowers. Balance in the material and physical worlds. Strong, intelligent, hard working, yet tender and brave. This year anchors a spiritual certainty and the understanding of cycles of time and the interdependence of all living things. It offers us the ability to use the creative power of the universe. We will pass many tests of the mind and will. Remember to act from trust and let go of the belief in struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ok, I seriously wanna go and sleep cos my eyes are burning like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So thank you for bearing with me and goodbye. I'll update.soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-1419614047320296647?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/1419614047320296647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=1419614047320296647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/1419614047320296647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/1419614047320296647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/03/2012.html' title='2012'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-8102478018175666419</id><published>2009-03-03T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:09:51.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BOMB!!!</title><content type='html'>A BOMB IS FOUND NEAR MY SCHOOL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ACTUALLY WAY OLDER THAN ME AND MY PARENTS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S FROM THE SECOND WORLD WAR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a report from 93.8LIVE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd March 2009, 1329 hrs            &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="newsTitle"&gt;Unexploded bomb found in Clementi construction site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's believed to be an unexploded bomb was discovered at a construction site in Commonwealth Avenue West yesterday afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Construction next to Nan Hua High School came to a halt at around 5 PM, and the police and army were called in soon after.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eyewitness Kevin Magnus, who stays on the 18th floor of an HDB block facing the construction site, has been monitoring the situation using binoculars since last night.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking to 938LIVE, Mr Magnus, who handled ordinances during his national service stint, believes he saw a bomb uncovered by the excavators.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I peered down, and there seems to be a bit of, some commotion with the site supervisors. Thereafter the excavators stopped with their digging. And I was at the balcony peering down and I had a clear look. After they had cleared the earth, and they found a piece of cylindrical material. It looks cylindrical with fins. It looks like a bomb, 60 to 80 pounder."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Magnus said that four men from the Bomb Disposal Unit were brought in, and the whole area was cordoned off by the police.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As of 12.30pm today, officers from the Singapore Armed Forces were seen digging a trench about a kilometre away from the bomb location.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mr Magnus believes the trench will be used to detonate the bomb.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There is a trench, which looks like what we used in the Armed Forces, a "shell scrap". I'm not too sure how deep it is. Surrounding it, there are concrete blocks, where you use concrete blocks to do weight piling. To do soil testing, there are 8 of them. And to the right of the concrete blocks, there are national service men filling up the sand bags with the earth from the construction site."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Police have confirmed that a "war relic" has been found, but were unable to provide further details.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Operations are currently ongoing to secure the site.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Police add that members of the public are advised not to be alarmed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OMG!!!!HOW COOL IS THAT!!!???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;YOU'LL PROBABLY NEVER EXPERIENCE IT IN YOUR ENTIRE LIFETIME!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT THE WHOLE OF NAN HUA HIGH SCHOOL GOT A FIRST HAND EXPERIENCE!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WE EVACUATED AT 2.30 SHARP(DISCOVER THE BOMB TOO LATE) WHEN WE HEARD DR. FOO'S VOICE BOOMING FROM OUR WONDERFUL SPEAKERS:"ALL PERSONALS PLEASE LEAVE THE SCHOOL NOW! blah....blah......(but nvr say what happened there)"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALL OF US WERE LIKE,"MURDER?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BUT THE TRUTH IS WAY COOLER THAN MURDER!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HELLO?????BOMB FROM SECOND WORLD WAR WAS DISCOVERED NEAR NAN HUA HIGH SCHOOL!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh man, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how everyone wish that, for the first time,&lt;/span&gt; they wanna be a construction worker!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I WANNA BE THAT CONSTRUCTION WORKER WHO DISCOVERED THE BOMB!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'M SO TEMPTED TO GO TO CLEMENTI TONIGHT TO WATCH THE BOMB GO OFF MAN!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-8102478018175666419?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/8102478018175666419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=8102478018175666419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/8102478018175666419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/8102478018175666419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/03/bomb.html' title='The BOMB!!!'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-5726661940830655495</id><published>2009-02-28T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T02:00:44.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I stood there for what seemed like eternity.&lt;br /&gt;People walked past,&lt;br /&gt;But none of them had the familiar face i was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Cry out the emotions that had been stagnant for so long.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like it's going to change anything.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it wasn't the right time,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was just a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;Just one mistake.&lt;br /&gt;And that's enough to tell me that it's all a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know that you and I were real.&lt;br /&gt;It was a dream.&lt;br /&gt;Or a story.&lt;br /&gt;And the two lone characters...&lt;br /&gt;Lived in their own worlds forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Too tired to wait anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-5726661940830655495?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/5726661940830655495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=5726661940830655495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/5726661940830655495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/5726661940830655495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/02/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-6711088416980819041</id><published>2009-02-08T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T22:00:29.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get a life...</title><content type='html'>Get a life.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think I have a life yet.&lt;br /&gt;There are people wasting their 'life' away and I'm one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point,&lt;br /&gt;Won't you ask,&lt;br /&gt;What about studies? What about your future?&lt;br /&gt;(like hell you'll ask)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er.Go get myself a life first?&lt;br /&gt;I mean,&lt;br /&gt;Look at what you are doing everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you are doing things that you don't even know why the hell you are doing that!&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Get a life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will never remember you for your money,&lt;br /&gt;If you got a PHD,(permanent head damage)&lt;br /&gt;Or if you are gorgeous or handsome or alien.&lt;br /&gt;(Maybe they will, but not for long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll remember you for the times you touched their heart.(Or stabbed it)&lt;br /&gt;They'll remember it for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, get my point?&lt;br /&gt;I hope you'll at least remember me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-6711088416980819041?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-932291983947159656</id><published>2009-02-01T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T22:00:10.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;If you know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;Not about the house that have something that we call a family,&lt;br /&gt;But the place where everyone's waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Only home understands me,&lt;br /&gt;Only home have the warmth that I really long for.&lt;br /&gt;Only home is...there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;That place,&lt;br /&gt;The same place where there will be no emotion other than happiness.&lt;br /&gt;That place,&lt;br /&gt;Where you know that you'll never be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;Not a empty house,&lt;br /&gt;But a place somewhere in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;But I know that it exists.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere waiting for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you know there,&lt;br /&gt;For you have one too.&lt;br /&gt;For others,&lt;br /&gt;It's time to look for yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I really, really want to go home.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-932291983947159656?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/932291983947159656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=932291983947159656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/932291983947159656'/><link 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/&gt;It never fails to warm my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love rainy days the most.&lt;br /&gt;Just standing in the pouring rain,&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice only your presence.&lt;br /&gt;And everything else,&lt;br /&gt;Is nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tears that drench you will be your own,&lt;br /&gt;They'll let you realise that you are always alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warmth, Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are never meant to be yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They are never meant to be mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let loneliness stand by your side,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let it be the only one by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When everything left you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You'll be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'll be strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Until the day that someone holds out an umbrella,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let the rain drench our souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fret not,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our souls have always been drenched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Cold, lonely, looking for warmth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When we understand that every light that appears out from nowhere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will disappear into nowhere to brighten and leave another life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let darkness be the one to guide you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For I am darkness myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You are darkness yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;-To the world of darkness and despair that you have long known-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/31392806-7253619117490977787?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7253619117490977787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=7253619117490977787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7253619117490977787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7253619117490977787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2009/01/sad-world-of-sad-fellows.html' title='the sad world of sad fellows'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-3031888852345132394</id><published>2009-01-18T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T21:42:20.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 21, 2012. 11:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I walked across the blue bridge of loneliness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;there was someone with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;He was there, always, even though everyone else has left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I travelled through the tunnel of darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he was still there,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;being the light that guided me to the end of the tunnel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But when I came to live,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;he has died.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, I long to be back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To walk through that same blue bridge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To find my way through the dark tunnel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I know that he will not be there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Although lonely, although sad, although guilty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that it was me who chose this path in the very end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am in this world now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;trying to see if I was right to come here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't find the answer at times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't even tell who I really am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But who knows,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One day I will come to find it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To see him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That day is near, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe it will be different from I want it to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But in the end,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It will be here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Still waiting,waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe death is all that I'm waiting for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Or let me phrase it in another way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe death is always waiting for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe he is, always waiting for me too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Emo once again.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to emo world.&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/31392806-3031888852345132394?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/3031888852345132394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=3031888852345132394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SSJ5VA8kpeI/AAAAAAAAADU/2CfpyiBS92E/s1600-h/wonderful-days02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SSJ5VA8kpeI/AAAAAAAAADU/2CfpyiBS92E/s320/wonderful-days02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269907915915175394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is a Korean anime, Wonderful Days, released in 2003. Amazing graphics and nice story. Here's the plot summary:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the future, after the human civilization ended by war and pollution, only those few people who had the power and technology escaped the disaster. Those people built the last human city of Ecoban. As its energy source is the pollutant, the people of Ecoban plan to destroy the inhabitants of Marr to get more pollutant. Standing against Ecoban is a young man who wants only to clear the skies of the clouds to show the wonderful heavens to the girl he loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now here's the lyrics for the song that you are listening to, also from Wonderful Days. It's also has a Korean version, but sang by a female. Still worth listening to. Since the darn imeem player only plays a 30s preview for the song, i'm putting a version of the song here and a preview made by fans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A Prayer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The soul of a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Embraces the lights inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; What he’s looking for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Is the flowers above the wall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The boy’s tried to touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; It was high so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; He started sing a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; For the blossoms may have gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Let the rain fall down on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I’d devote my leaves for thee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Singing of a child make’em to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The tears of the clouds fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_bM4mjs7nk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_bM4mjs7nk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A preview(looks like the whole movie though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXmm5T0xWbg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sXmm5T0xWbg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-6806114709715776796?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6806114709715776796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=6806114709715776796' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-4398137890222617467</id><published>2008-10-14T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:45:59.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The field where it all started.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When the day dawns, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the sun shall shine upon the field,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;full of golden hay that sways in the wind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mountains stand tall in the distance,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;looking at the scenery just below it's majestic self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A gentle figure lie amongest the field,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;His mind in the skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I walk up to his side, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And my eyes wandered up to the heavens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not a single sound, not a single soul,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A peaceful place where only you and me exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I walked to him once again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a lonely soul bent down to hide his thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sat beside him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not a single word came,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for we both knew that this world is only an illusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He looked up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but I could not even look at him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A wall there is between us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A wall of dimensions, a wall of different paths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He stood up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looked far beyond those horizons,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As if he went that far,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While I'm still here, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for his silent return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But this time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's me who took off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's me who decided to go to a place,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Where we can end this story that has gone on forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He looked at me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at my shadow among the field,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for my soul is there in the skies,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to find that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here I am now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waiting for the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;that you will arrive to look at me in the eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;just like once, thousands of years ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Here I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;waiting for ascension.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Waiting for 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/31392806-4398137890222617467?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4398137890222617467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=4398137890222617467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4398137890222617467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4398137890222617467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2008/10/field-where-it-all-started.html' title='The field where it all started.'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-2766573018247482429</id><published>2008-09-20T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:20:09.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lullaby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Sleep well, close your eyes, but remember I'm by your side.&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget, it's been years that I've been lying beside you.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you cried for me, for my eyes were closed, my soul in a faraway place.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, how I'm crying for you, like you did for me, but even so, you may not open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;When you quiver in fear,realize that I'm fighting away your fears, so please rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;You may not hear this lullaby, but I'm singing it my your side.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't cry, for I'm crying by your side.&lt;br /&gt;So sleep well, forget your loneliness, that I caused for not being there for you.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't go to the place that you are now, but remember, I'm always by your side singing this lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;Only see me in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So, Good Night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-2766573018247482429?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/2766573018247482429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=2766573018247482429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/2766573018247482429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/2766573018247482429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2008/09/song.html' title='Lullaby'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-8832546526680835112</id><published>2008-08-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T00:10:38.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beijing 2008 china jiayou!!!!!</title><content type='html'>BEIJING JIAYOUS!!!  ONE WORLD ONE DREAM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE OPENING CEREMONY IS LIKE THE BEST IN HISTORY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIREWORKS TT LOOKS LIKE FOORPRINTS ARE SO DAMNED CREATIVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE DRAWING OF THE CHINESE INK PAINTING WITH THE DANCERS' DANCE MOVEMENTS ARE SOOO AWSOME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LI NING IS FLYING IN THE SKY~ COOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HE'S RUNNING IN THE SKY,COMPLETELY THE LAST LAP OMG......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE SCREEN BEHIND HIM IS UNHOLDING AGAIN...UNHOLDING THE HISTORY OF CHINA...and the scroll is moving faster than him-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE TOUCH IS LIT!!!!WOOOOOOOO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THE FIREWORKS!!!!O.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JIA YOU TEAM CHINA!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-8832546526680835112?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/8832546526680835112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=8832546526680835112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/8832546526680835112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/8832546526680835112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2008/08/beijing-2008-china-jiayou.html' title='Beijing 2008 china jiayou!!!!!'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-4512382026621701077</id><published>2008-03-03T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:36:09.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flashback</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/R8vTvw9fFTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K_rK0pgi1xk/s1600-h/IMAG0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173461414515250482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/R8vTvw9fFTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K_rK0pgi1xk/s320/IMAG0233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/R8vS5A9fFSI/AAAAAAAAABY/94_9Jo2tz-Q/s1600-h/IMAG0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173460473917412642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/R8vS5A9fFSI/AAAAAAAAABY/94_9Jo2tz-Q/s320/IMAG0181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;juz thinking back...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the memories of 207 are lovely...EXCEPT COMMON TESTS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are some photos i took...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this one-&gt;(left)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;is HangZhou. It's absolutely beautiful.(depending on where u go) it was not too sunny then and this is a liitle too dark. Nonetheless,the boat caught my attention.it looks more like a house...&lt;/p&gt;the one beside it is oso hangzhou...haha...i love climbling mountains. so...there is a shoe at the bottom of the pic, and that's my shoe. the grey sports shoe... u c it?&lt;br /&gt;the mountain's not too high, but it's a lot of effort to climb up. the wind and the scenery up there is totally worth the climb. you can sit there and be emo. yay!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-4512382026621701077?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4512382026621701077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=4512382026621701077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4512382026621701077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4512382026621701077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2008/03/flashback.html' title='flashback'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/R8vTvw9fFTI/AAAAAAAAABg/K_rK0pgi1xk/s72-c/IMAG0233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-4052674972038190126</id><published>2008-02-15T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T18:59:37.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To the world of dreamers~</title><content type='html'>Drip, drip, drip.&lt;br /&gt;Tears that flow,&lt;br /&gt;That touched the ground,&lt;br /&gt;One by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing my eyes once more,&lt;br /&gt;Wondering when will my last be.&lt;br /&gt;At the same time,&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that when I open my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;I'll see nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish that I couldn't see,&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't see this world as clear as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;Every face, every guesture, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;How many that walks past me,&lt;br /&gt;And how many do I know?&lt;br /&gt;So close and yet, so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hope that I can see for a longer time,&lt;br /&gt;See the world as it is.&lt;br /&gt;Paint my own colours along with its,&lt;br /&gt;And feel the smooth texture.&lt;br /&gt;How long will that be?&lt;br /&gt;Or is it a dream that will be gone when I open my eyes?&lt;br /&gt;If so,&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to dream on.&lt;br /&gt;~To the world of dreamers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-4052674972038190126?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4052674972038190126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=4052674972038190126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4052674972038190126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4052674972038190126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2008/02/to-world-of-dreamers.html' title='To the world of dreamers~'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-923114345900824262</id><published>2008-01-18T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T16:12:37.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got stuck in the lift!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Today me, shenle, pearlin tan and chen jing got stuck in the lift. Stupid, right? Coz pearlin, sl and me jumped in the lift.-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Oh, and the lift is the one to shenle's house, and it is reaaaallllyyy old. It only stops at 1st, 5th, 9th and 13th floor. And we are stuck at 1 and half storys high.(T.T)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shenle immediately called the no. for emergency help, while the other 3 of us just try our best to breathe as slowly as possible. Lack of oxygen was going to become a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Chen jing was scared, me happy actually, pearlin nervous but excited, shenle also scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Shenle started telling me that she don't want to die yet, chenjing said that she haven't got a boyfriend and wanna watch her baby brother grow up. Pearlin just said shut up. I wanted to sit down and talk about ghost stories, but none of them was in the mood, the lift was too bright too. Blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the midst of all the confusion, I really wonder why shenle could sit down and ask us,"Can do homework?" We all stared back at her and that I told her to die. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The 4 of us started chatting about our death wishes, and all the negative things we could think of. Shenle actually asked us if we should jump again to see the lift would move. Of course, she was joking, but the rest of us were like,"Later the lift collapse, and we're all going to die." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;10 minutes passed... All of us were getting bored. Shenle joked that we should be on TV like the programme 'Seconds before disaster'. I corrected her saying that we should be on 'I shouldn't be alive'...LOL. By then, Chenjing started feel suffocated, but it wasn't that serious, so she kept silent, while the rest of us were still chatting away. I recorded a video, asking shenle first," What...Oi! Oi! Shenle! I'm filming!......Ok, what are your feelings on this... kind of trapping incident?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She became stern immediately and replied, "I'm never going to take a lift again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I turned to pearlin and repeated my question, she said,"Everyone shut up."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And chenjing said,"Very sad..." huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And then I turned the phone camera to myself and said, trying to look sad as well, saying, "And me? I dun wanna die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Pearlyn immediately did a follow-up 'victory-sign' in front of the camera and said, "yay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;15 mins later, everyone was not talking...dead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok,ok,ok,ok, i'm just joking, but me and chenjing were really staring to feel difficult breathing. The other two bastards probably didn't even notice the lack of oxygen problem. Just as I was having terrible 'visions' on everyone suffocated in the lift...etc., the lift finally moved upwards. Ah-ha! A glimmer of hope! But the rescue uncle stupid ar, we are stuck at 1.5 storeys and he pulled us up to the 5th level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Yay! We are all out, sniffing the fresh air and pearlin choking on the fresh air.(too happy, maybe?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-923114345900824262?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/923114345900824262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=923114345900824262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/923114345900824262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/923114345900824262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2008/01/got-stuck-in-lift.html' title='Got stuck in the lift!!!'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-7054690532240117593</id><published>2007-10-16T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T18:47:35.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!!!</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Don't jeer, at least clap mah!&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the reason why i came back to blog?&lt;br /&gt;Coz I wrote a new story and juz wanna tell everyone abt it!(muahahah)&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna puke, go now before you vomit blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's just a summary for the story I wrote:=&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"The Path"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's about a boy who found his tribe destroyed by the military in charge after being saved by an old lady in a far-away ruin. He had no memories about life with the tribe, but he longs for a loving family that he believes he had before the military destroyed the tribe. He decided to revive the tribe, but the old lady strongly objects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She claims that the military has its reasons to destroy it, but the boy would not listen. He now journeys to find the Oracle who is believed in legends to grant him a wish. Along the path...He found friends, friends who wanted things out from this world. All of them wanted a wish granted, but none of them knew the reasons for the happenings around them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They thought that a wish is a wish...But what shall be the true meaning behind everything? Why did everything happen in the first place? The boy realises it in the end, but it only becomes too late for return as the reasons reveal themselves. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=&gt;This story mainly forcus on the currents of this world,(haha) and gives an imagined explanation for them. (maybe correct or wrong, see for yourself!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thx for bearing with me for so long and please bear with me even longer and read the story, "The Path" in my other stories bloggie! It's in my linkies! Comment too hor!Thx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-7054690532240117593?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/7054690532240117593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=7054690532240117593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7054690532240117593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/7054690532240117593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!!!'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-4158221628010238289</id><published>2006-11-29T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T12:55:28.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happiness is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What if one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;You woke up and nothing is left by ur side...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Nothing but loneliness...fear and sadness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Until then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;What would you be thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;And...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;Which path would u be most likely to choose?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The path to realization...that even without anything...Life could still be continued...And mission in life would be found...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Or the path to desperation...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Fearing what u have gained will be lost again...And never had a single minute of peace...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;Both are the cause of one simple thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"What is happiness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the lucky ones will noe tat happiness is having the ability to smile and bring a smile to one's face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"What is happiness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6600cc;"&gt;the unfortunate ones will noe that it is getting hold of what you have left or there will be no hope left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;If then...&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;You will never be able to grasp what you have finally gained... And that is when desperation and fear sips in, swallowing ur confidence and ur light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, ask urself this...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"What is happiness?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-4158221628010238289?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/4158221628010238289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=4158221628010238289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4158221628010238289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/4158221628010238289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/11/happiness-is.html' title='happiness is...'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-6989661210783758323</id><published>2006-10-04T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T13:51:41.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>is this always not meant to be?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There are &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; that are not meant to be....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things that we &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt; they would...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;truth&lt;/span&gt; was out...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one would &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; any more....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz'...The truth is always &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;painful&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And...They are just not &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is this called &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fate&lt;/span&gt;...?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or are these &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;lies&lt;/span&gt; that stay covered?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...It was all &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;meant&lt;/span&gt; to be...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were the same...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You seemed to have everything...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But no one can see your &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;hidden tears&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; had anything...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or that i had....?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;desire&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;thought&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Was all that I can own...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We had our &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;similarities&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; I knew them...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Why...?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't ask me...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ask fate...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And tell it to give me an answer...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coz' i really wonder why my fate is...&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-6989661210783758323?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/6989661210783758323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=6989661210783758323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/6989661210783758323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/6989661210783758323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/10/is-this-always-not-meant-to-be.html' title='is this always not meant to be?'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115693139638494452</id><published>2006-08-30T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T17:49:56.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teddy's words</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;moon&lt;/span&gt;'s up again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;stars&lt;/span&gt; start blinking again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I start counting my &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;fingers&lt;/span&gt;...(or toes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Coz'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Without your presence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm all alone...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's getting &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; in here...(Brrr...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rubbing my hands together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;freezing&lt;/span&gt; torture to wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For a person who will never come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who have forgetten me long ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The memories are &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; but &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;warm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everything's freezing now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The river is freezing with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;breath&lt;/span&gt; is getting weaker...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;daze&lt;/span&gt; is fading away...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~To the lost and hopeless creatures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115693139638494452?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115693139638494452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115693139638494452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115693139638494452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115693139638494452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/08/teddys-words.html' title='Teddy&apos;s words'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115600071575150932</id><published>2006-08-19T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T12:45:19.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Places tt u wan to be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life is like the deep blue Ocean....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are happy, the waters &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;dance&lt;/span&gt; around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you are angry, the calm waters &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;roars&lt;/span&gt; up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sometimes &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;gulping&lt;/span&gt; up innocent ships that cross your path...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's until the ships &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;sank&lt;/span&gt; to the bottom of your seabed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Only then you'll realise that you have done &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's far too late to &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;correct&lt;/span&gt; them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it's a lesson that you have to learn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In order not to make the same mistakes again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Believe me, your life will be full of remorse if you never change.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115600071575150932?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115600071575150932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115600071575150932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115600071575150932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115600071575150932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/08/places-tt-u-wan-to-be.html' title='Places tt u wan to be...'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115535539587669632</id><published>2006-08-12T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T12:03:15.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Autumn &amp; Winter....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Autumn.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's when leaves start &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;falling&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When memories are a blur.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When you are away,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not by my side any more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Winter......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's when trees are blunt....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When memories are &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;frozen&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like the frozen water which once flowed through the river....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It's when all things go into hibernation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Numb with cold but pretending that nothing is happening....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~To the snowmen and snow women out there.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115535539587669632?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115535539587669632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115535539587669632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115535539587669632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115535539587669632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/08/autumn-winter.html' title='Autumn &amp; Winter....'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115519274958345546</id><published>2006-08-10T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:52:29.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If the world's all flooded with tears...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; the world's all flooded with tears, would u drown or find a way to survive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; there's no one there for you, would you cry your heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; there's no one who really know you, would you hate this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; there's a more peaceful world out there, would you leave this world?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;If&lt;/span&gt; there's only hate and grief in this world, would you be able to withstand it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All that I've said so far...are nothing but my imagination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But you can see that most of them are true...They are all caused by us...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Can we solve the problems, or cause more trouble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Balance&lt;/span&gt; is essential in this world...&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Devil's eyes&lt;/span&gt; are needed, so is an &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;angel's heart&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115519274958345546?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115519274958345546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115519274958345546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115519274958345546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115519274958345546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/08/if-worlds-all-flooded-with-tears.html' title='If the world&apos;s all flooded with tears...'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115468670375572346</id><published>2006-08-04T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:35:25.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh gosh! I lost myself again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Those who&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;notice me, know that my eyes are like the sea. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; see through me, know that I am a wild, spoilt person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who have gone through a wild series of troubles with me, know that I am loyal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who are my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;great friends&lt;/span&gt;, know that I can &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;split&lt;/span&gt; my personalities into a dozen forms.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who only look at me, know that I am a&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; freak&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who are the people I feel comfortable with, knows that I am &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;humourous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; to tease me, know that I will only smile or be emotionless.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Those who hurt my friends or loved ones, you'd better &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;watch out&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rats! Do you really know who I am? I forgot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115468670375572346?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115468670375572346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115468670375572346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115468670375572346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115468670375572346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/08/oh-gosh-i-lost-myself-again.html' title='Oh gosh! I lost myself again!'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115390483477953013</id><published>2006-07-26T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:48:46.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The tragedy that happened in a fren's dream</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;music&lt;/span&gt; was singing again.Nothing matters, u might think, But what if it is a song that i knew in my past life? &lt;em&gt;It can't be possible,&lt;/em&gt;tat might just be my imagination. But what if it is a song that three other people had heard it and found the song very familiar? What if it's a song I thought I had learnt before but was played during a lesson time.&lt;br /&gt;Although I do not know the lyrics, but somehow I could make out what I sang. The words came out &lt;em&gt;automatically&lt;/em&gt;.The same things that happened in a fren's dream, the song, the kingdom and the four main characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;horse is what I &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;choose&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The white horse is what I &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;avoid&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;destiny&lt;/span&gt; is right in my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But yet I let it flow like the &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;sand&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Which sipped through the narrow hole of the hour-glass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is my decision wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Is my ending never happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ocean&lt;/span&gt; ever be big enough to contain my emotions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115390483477953013?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115390483477953013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115390483477953013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115390483477953013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115390483477953013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/07/tragedy-that-happened-in-frens-dream.html' title='The tragedy that happened in a fren&apos;s dream'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115363696082994553</id><published>2006-07-23T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T14:42:40.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World's withering...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The world's withering, can U see why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Everyone has a soft heart, but what is it that made their heart so hard?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even the kindest person can turn bad, but can a bad person turn good?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The good people are already extinct, and what's left are only the bad people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Greed, Hatred, Evilness, chaos is all that is left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When will light even shine its temper rays onto earth again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                        &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~The messy world around us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Do you even know that I am here?&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/31392806-115363696082994553?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115363696082994553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115363696082994553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115363696082994553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115363696082994553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/07/worlds-withering.html' title='World&apos;s withering...'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31392806.post-115338468472412640</id><published>2006-07-20T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T16:38:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never find a day of joy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Memories flood by, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I couldn't find that's mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something that never belongs to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Something that never make me glee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never find a hope of getting a day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Where I'll light up a smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Never find a day of joy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;of hope, of love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isn't that what I want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                                                 ~To the world of sad fellows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31392806-115338468472412640?l=jadebluecy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/feeds/115338468472412640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31392806&amp;postID=115338468472412640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115338468472412640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31392806/posts/default/115338468472412640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jadebluecy.blogspot.com/2006/07/never-find-day-of-joy.html' title='Never find a day of joy...'/><author><name>Endro</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BX7I14-WKeY/SJ7OnU-U-AI/AAAAAAAAADM/vdxlli4OiYo/s1600-R/box.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
