<?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-3712936974077038996</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:50:47.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain awesomeness</title><subtitle type='html'>Plain awesomeness</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7084158572707716289</id><published>2011-01-29T08:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T08:26:21.984-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to feel anymore. I've been fighting, acting like I'm all right, trying to be the good guy, trying to be the nice guy but no. Nothing seems to work, even when your just so fucking nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If these assholes get all the fun, the love, the fame, and the company then fuck this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is this nice guy? Fuck him, he ain't here no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7084158572707716289?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7084158572707716289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-know-what-to-feel-anymore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7084158572707716289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7084158572707716289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-dont-know-what-to-feel-anymore.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-4736933781206509210</id><published>2010-10-28T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T10:02:36.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Kills me still whenever your upset, saddens me when your troubled, and bothers me when your frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be your guardian angel no more no less. Sorry I still care but your smile means the world to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-4736933781206509210?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4736933781206509210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/kills-me-still-whenever-your-upset.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4736933781206509210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4736933781206509210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/kills-me-still-whenever-your-upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6531685416020970473</id><published>2010-10-25T09:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T10:54:16.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TMWvpbD3R_I/AAAAAAAAASU/AnvZK-nZB9s/s1600/keep_quiet_by_firemisha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TMWvpbD3R_I/AAAAAAAAASU/AnvZK-nZB9s/s320/keep_quiet_by_firemisha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532020843467982834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hush, just keep on training and studying. One day it'll pay off, just don't talk because nothing seems to go wrong when you say nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6531685416020970473?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6531685416020970473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/hush-just-keep-on-training-and-studying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6531685416020970473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6531685416020970473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/hush-just-keep-on-training-and-studying.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TMWvpbD3R_I/AAAAAAAAASU/AnvZK-nZB9s/s72-c/keep_quiet_by_firemisha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5946087712077978655</id><published>2010-10-23T08:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T08:13:32.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TML6vd41agI/AAAAAAAAASM/Z5vPrpBanio/s1600/66330_438363387980_730067980_5174151_6369909_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TML6vd41agI/AAAAAAAAASM/Z5vPrpBanio/s320/66330_438363387980_730067980_5174151_6369909_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531258985748195842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm set on fire, I'm ready to take the challenges, to break down barriers, and to achieve something new everyday. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;To be the best I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, everyday as I wake up I still can't help but think about you. These dreams about you for the past 8 days have been killing my mind but I'll survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't bother worrying whether I'll bother you or still trying to go after you cause I've given up finally. I'm happy if your happy even if it means me not talking to you. I guess thats love for you. Wanting to see someone you care about happy even if it doesn't mean your with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Life like that, we just got to take it as it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5946087712077978655?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5946087712077978655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-set-on-fire-im-ready-to-take.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5946087712077978655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5946087712077978655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-set-on-fire-im-ready-to-take.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TML6vd41agI/AAAAAAAAASM/Z5vPrpBanio/s72-c/66330_438363387980_730067980_5174151_6369909_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-4996044782913410585</id><published>2010-10-20T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T08:54:56.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm trying to change for the better. Old habits die hard though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so weak, trying to hang on. That hope I saw in continuing is fading again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S To that guy out there, take care of her whoever you are. She's special and wonderful in every way.&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/3712936974077038996-4996044782913410585?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4996044782913410585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-willing-to-put-effort-and-time-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4996044782913410585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4996044782913410585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-willing-to-put-effort-and-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7326467684332441883</id><published>2010-10-17T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-17T07:14:14.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't get me wrong. I am only staying because of somethings someone told me. I was touched. So I am staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think you really know me. So don't come fucking around with me like you do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7326467684332441883?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7326467684332441883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-get-me-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7326467684332441883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7326467684332441883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/dont-get-me-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7756600181822648005</id><published>2010-10-12T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:03:42.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cough go away, I can't do alot with you around. Annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:78%;" &gt;"Somethings take time I guess. I hope."&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never like this. So gentle, so caring, so full of worries, and full of paranoia. I was a kid who studied, danced, and had fun with his brothers no matter what it was. I really never cared but now I do. What happen to me really? I would look at all life challenges and take it just like that. J was right, I think too much. I should just appreciate what I have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I'm a bit rush or too rush on stunts. I just really want to be able to accomplish the stunts. Its just me. Like my dance, I keep working on it everyday, every time, whenever I can. Sorry if I was a bit fierce or pushed you. I apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"You look so cute in that make up and when you smiled you look wonderful. I gave up already, so don't worry. I don't feel that I'm worth, your out of my league. But to see you smiling at the end of the day. I feel thats worth it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying but moving on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7756600181822648005?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7756600181822648005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-performance-today-despite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7756600181822648005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7756600181822648005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-performance-today-despite.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2910714101093462163</id><published>2010-10-11T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T05:25:51.702-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the best for the junior performance tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for Val, jess, charleen, george, and Norine because they get to perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the seniors performance. *Sigh* gonna be tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;"Its worth my time if it means you'll be smiling and happy at the end of the day. Get out of my head."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2910714101093462163?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2910714101093462163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-best-for-junior-performance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2910714101093462163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2910714101093462163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/all-best-for-junior-performance.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7073029029690645904</id><published>2010-10-10T09:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T09:29:21.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As I train, I sweat, I bleed. and I get injured. Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT MOTHERFUCKING PRAISED BY A DOPE DANCER TODAY. I feel so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HARDWORK WILL PAY OFF IN CHEER AND DANCE. I WILL TRAIN UNTIL I GO NUTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;"But I am just running away when I train. Sigh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7073029029690645904?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7073029029690645904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-i-train-i-sweat-i-bleed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7073029029690645904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7073029029690645904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/as-i-train-i-sweat-i-bleed.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2199667670368891099</id><published>2010-10-08T09:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T10:21:22.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TK9Ef1mnjgI/AAAAAAAAARs/zVcTVSva2GM/s1600/DSC03777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TK9Ef1mnjgI/AAAAAAAAARs/zVcTVSva2GM/s320/DSC03777.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525710581562576386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be there, just tell me if you need help or a listening ear to rant to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said 'A puff, a drink, and good company. Is a good way to distress' I was at home typing it. So yeah I did not do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I haven't lost my temper recently for 2 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2199667670368891099?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2199667670368891099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/tell-me-why-have-i-been-feeling-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2199667670368891099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2199667670368891099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/tell-me-why-have-i-been-feeling-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TK9Ef1mnjgI/AAAAAAAAARs/zVcTVSva2GM/s72-c/DSC03777.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6492988401442423899</id><published>2010-10-06T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T11:08:56.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been thinking lately and I've made up my mind. No regrets this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6492988401442423899?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6492988401442423899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/been-thinking-lately-and-ive-made-up-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6492988401442423899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6492988401442423899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/been-thinking-lately-and-ive-made-up-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3273093810301704278</id><published>2010-10-06T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T10:14:53.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKytXbcJ75I/AAAAAAAAARk/PMPckGBKacY/s1600/36418_402933528100_579768100_4448745_1495106_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 285px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKytXbcJ75I/AAAAAAAAARk/PMPckGBKacY/s320/36418_402933528100_579768100_4448745_1495106_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524981460891201426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was never judged, never left behind, always welcomed to sleep over at their house, had their support in everything, and they were always there to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like old times, we danced the whole day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;"Are you happier now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3273093810301704278?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3273093810301704278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-never-judged-never-left-behind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3273093810301704278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3273093810301704278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-was-never-judged-never-left-behind.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKytXbcJ75I/AAAAAAAAARk/PMPckGBKacY/s72-c/36418_402933528100_579768100_4448745_1495106_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-798929036836468774</id><published>2010-10-05T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T10:30:37.227-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Depressing sights&lt;br /&gt;Killer eyes&lt;br /&gt;Death puff&lt;br /&gt;Painful scars&lt;br /&gt;Troubled looks&lt;br /&gt;Messed life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to think no more. Every night I can't sleep. I don't want to think anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-798929036836468774?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/798929036836468774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleepless-nights-depressing-sights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/798929036836468774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/798929036836468774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleepless-nights-depressing-sights.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7791821563617219699</id><published>2010-10-04T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T20:51:14.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKqf7KK-FfI/AAAAAAAAARc/Q_HW5qLsqpw/s1600/61973_436581893174_713363174_5228020_6660387_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKqf7KK-FfI/AAAAAAAAARc/Q_HW5qLsqpw/s320/61973_436581893174_713363174_5228020_6660387_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524403731614799346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dancing, and cheering. Training, improving, and practise.&lt;br /&gt;Larry praised me today, said my dance is getting there soon. I really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To me your dead, but I can't get you out of my head."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7791821563617219699?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7791821563617219699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/dancing-and-cheering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7791821563617219699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7791821563617219699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/dancing-and-cheering.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKqf7KK-FfI/AAAAAAAAARc/Q_HW5qLsqpw/s72-c/61973_436581893174_713363174_5228020_6660387_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8779086012367574647</id><published>2010-10-03T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T20:55:52.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Awesome bros. pity we are the people our parents didn't want us to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKlOFxH_nrI/AAAAAAAAARU/BsRs0M7QGRU/s1600/61556_435113788709_631698709_5142705_3374395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKlOFxH_nrI/AAAAAAAAARU/BsRs0M7QGRU/s320/61556_435113788709_631698709_5142705_3374395_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524032278939803314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say don't give up, some say give up. Honestly I gave up already way back even before, your out of my league. Yeah I know I have been emotional lately, but hey not like it has never happen to anyone. Mum has been thinking of moving back, dad's thinking of signing me on to the police if I get in. Life's been messy for me. I do what I like. I've been loving what I do. Not going home early, not sleeping cause I'm thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah whats my point? If your reading this, know well I don't detest you. I just want to be friends, or good friends. Your a good flyer to tth and stuff. If that is so hard to ask, just cause you can't take me seriously or you think I'm a joke or cause you think I still like you even after I said this. I really don't know, cause honestly I haven't been caring at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8779086012367574647?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8779086012367574647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-bros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8779086012367574647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8779086012367574647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/awesome-bros.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKlOFxH_nrI/AAAAAAAAARU/BsRs0M7QGRU/s72-c/61556_435113788709_631698709_5142705_3374395_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-4045325626383652635</id><published>2010-10-03T05:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T05:59:45.331-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm wearing thin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't tell you the city I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets and the buildings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The places I've been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or where the stars go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it's daylight again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or where the time went&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can save me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a bit weird, life's a bit weird."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-4045325626383652635?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4045325626383652635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-wearing-thin-i-couldnt-tell-you-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4045325626383652635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4045325626383652635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-wearing-thin-i-couldnt-tell-you-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8885649767631384553</id><published>2010-10-02T03:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T05:18:40.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKcN6FeStqI/AAAAAAAAARE/Q0JSw727jsc/s1600/552whenurunout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKcN6FeStqI/AAAAAAAAARE/Q0JSw727jsc/s320/552whenurunout.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523398759546009250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8885649767631384553?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8885649767631384553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-did-i-even-feel-sad-to-begin-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8885649767631384553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8885649767631384553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-did-i-even-feel-sad-to-begin-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/TKcN6FeStqI/AAAAAAAAARE/Q0JSw727jsc/s72-c/552whenurunout.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2401983254729552862</id><published>2010-03-27T16:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T10:12:44.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Invisible</title><content type='html'>"How would you have felt if you couldn't be heard or seen?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S66b2MhFlXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OiS3OJv6B6o/s1600/the-invisible-man1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S66b2MhFlXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OiS3OJv6B6o/s320/the-invisible-man1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453467554167494002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite an interesting day actually. Spent the whole night at church, prayed and learnt about the seven last words of Jesus. Not something you do everyday. However, I learnt something else quite important aside from the word of God. Never, treat anyone even if they are annoying or whatever, invisible. Mainly cause of that feeling of awkwardness when everyone is interacting and your not, or maybe your just talking to a few other guys but slowly they join the main group. Okay maybe is the difference in interest and thinking that caused a barrier to be there. I will not stereotype or ignore or treat others differently just cause they are not as hot, or cool, or funny or whatever. Cause really, no one deserves to be ignored. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, maybe I am just really tired. Ah well. At least I got this out of my system. Thats all that matters.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2401983254729552862?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2401983254729552862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/invisible.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2401983254729552862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2401983254729552862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/03/invisible.html' title='Invisible'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S66b2MhFlXI/AAAAAAAAAP4/OiS3OJv6B6o/s72-c/the-invisible-man1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-811032138040890444</id><published>2010-02-26T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:43:39.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S4iv2JLt0SI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vDdU9H9RPhc/s1600-h/paris+eiffel+tower+(letter+A).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S4iv2JLt0SI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vDdU9H9RPhc/s320/paris+eiffel+tower+(letter+A).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442793494390100258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I guess one needs patience and to use his time more wisely. Not to worry over trivial matters but rather focus on the more important things in life. What I am trying to say is, sometimes we just need to wait for things to happen instead of trying to make it happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know I find it quite amazing that after a year or so, I am still using this blog skin made by Jacquelyn Soh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-811032138040890444?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/811032138040890444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-guess-one-needs-patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/811032138040890444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/811032138040890444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-guess-one-needs-patience.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S4iv2JLt0SI/AAAAAAAAAPw/vDdU9H9RPhc/s72-c/paris+eiffel+tower+(letter+A).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2765016912211621489</id><published>2010-02-02T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:21:03.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love what a heart breaker mate</title><content type='html'>It feels GREAT when you're in love. You feel like the world just can't get any better, but ironically, it does, when your loved one does something to please you so much you feel like doing the same for them except on a bigger scale. You wake up with a smile on your face, and look forward to life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks when you're loveless. When you get rejected or when you are craving for that elusive love. When you see other couples basking in love and you are so envious. Jealousy is a double-edged sword; we need it to stay sane; yet we've wished a million times that we could live our lives without it. It produces a pain so deep that even YOU are not sure how profound it actually is.&lt;br /&gt; What about the famous saying: If you really love someone, you got to let them free? Yeah sure it might work, but love's not going to go easy on you, probably proceeding to rub salt in your wound by always making that someone, together with their loved one, appear wherever you are. You'd look at them and smile, and give your blessings; but in your heart, which is probably already non-existent; another hole has just been pierced, although your heart is already so ridden with holes it seems impossible. Yet you encourage yourself that what you did is right, "See how happy he/she is!". It is bittersweet; though it is so much more bitter that you'd rather accept feeling null, than having some sweetness that is accompanied by the wretched bitterness.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-by my good friend Jian Wei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2765016912211621489?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2765016912211621489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-what-heart-breaker-mate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2765016912211621489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2765016912211621489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/02/love-what-heart-breaker-mate.html' title='Love what a heart breaker mate'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6171795479391790604</id><published>2010-01-21T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T05:34:37.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Apparently Jesus isn't all good. HAHA no offence to the big guy up there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S1hXyc7JaoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/l5LoD_4EjVM/s1600-h/72726_facebookjesustrouble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S1hXyc7JaoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/l5LoD_4EjVM/s320/72726_facebookjesustrouble.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429185875064482434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6171795479391790604?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6171795479391790604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/01/apparently-jesus-isnt-all-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6171795479391790604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6171795479391790604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/01/apparently-jesus-isnt-all-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S1hXyc7JaoI/AAAAAAAAAPo/l5LoD_4EjVM/s72-c/72726_facebookjesustrouble.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8812483726298788795</id><published>2010-01-15T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:44:05.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Credits to a good friend called Jacq(: Its hilarious I tell you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S1CM_4A9Z2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/aE0YB1ZsTZE/s1600-h/tumblr_kw8lngJrVU1qzp63zo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S1CM_4A9Z2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/aE0YB1ZsTZE/s320/tumblr_kw8lngJrVU1qzp63zo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426992579977504610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8812483726298788795?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8812483726298788795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/01/credits-to-good-friend-called-jacq-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8812483726298788795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8812483726298788795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2010/01/credits-to-good-friend-called-jacq-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/S1CM_4A9Z2I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/aE0YB1ZsTZE/s72-c/tumblr_kw8lngJrVU1qzp63zo1_400%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3932831354636909349</id><published>2009-09-21T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T08:05:32.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not posting so often..Chiong for O level le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3932831354636909349?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3932831354636909349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-posting-so-often.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3932831354636909349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3932831354636909349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-posting-so-often.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5362352077832036186</id><published>2009-09-14T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T08:01:37.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Just looking at this picture I feel so happy, or maybe this bear is just cute."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sq5XuHLmjPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KwwwEvft5gA/s1600-h/3797337011_01db5eaedb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sq5XuHLmjPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KwwwEvft5gA/s320/3797337011_01db5eaedb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381335054467632370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Relax O's ain't that hard, you can score." How many times have I heard that and yet they still don't realize that I'm really scared. What would I give to be smart for just this one year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kid Cudi - Man on the moon&lt;br /&gt;"My mind is all crazy crazy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No kidding man, I feel crazy myself. Gonna get my lip and ear piercing soon. Like finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I s u r v i v e t h i s O l e v e l s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5362352077832036186?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5362352077832036186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/relax-os-aint-that-hard-you-can-score.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5362352077832036186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5362352077832036186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/relax-os-aint-that-hard-you-can-score.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sq5XuHLmjPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/KwwwEvft5gA/s72-c/3797337011_01db5eaedb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2645766046188837859</id><published>2009-09-07T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:29:12.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SqUidxr_NmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ig6JJ_60XwY/s1600-h/1192815476_8bbbbabed2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SqUidxr_NmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ig6JJ_60XwY/s320/1192815476_8bbbbabed2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378743224913311330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would be how my room look like now. Books stacked up almost anywhere, notes everywhere, and me doing nothing but endless studying and revision. How I wish to be free from this madness. I am quite sure thousands of other sec 4 students are wishing the same thing too. What to do when your about to take an exam that some what decides your future JC or Poly. It is really vital that we all focus and know that the clock is ticking. Only a month or so to O's and I still don't feel prepared. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel rather slack now a days, not a good sign. Although I gotta say when your with people like Praveen or Alvin, you can't help but feel the need to study. Those two I swear are imba freaks, smart is how I would describe them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must have the Chiong-ster mindset. Fuck all my doubts, lets tackle this O's and show that Cambridge is no kick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go study now(:&lt;br /&gt;All the best to those have N level ss tomorrow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2645766046188837859?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2645766046188837859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-would-be-how-my-room-look-like-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2645766046188837859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2645766046188837859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-would-be-how-my-room-look-like-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SqUidxr_NmI/AAAAAAAAAOw/Ig6JJ_60XwY/s72-c/1192815476_8bbbbabed2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3920171414036175611</id><published>2009-08-20T06:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T06:45:00.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/So1SkyRXOyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RO7snV36ya0/s1600-h/308561869_60f6ec5fe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/So1SkyRXOyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RO7snV36ya0/s320/308561869_60f6ec5fe1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372040722446236450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tell me people of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt;, what is it that makes me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;worthy&lt;/span&gt; enough to take up the challenge?&lt;br /&gt;Cause frankly speaking I had it with the world, and I'll &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crush&lt;/span&gt; anyone who try to mess around with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s absence those make the heart grow fonder, cause I know mine is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3920171414036175611?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3920171414036175611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-tell-me-people-of-world-what-is-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3920171414036175611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3920171414036175611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-tell-me-people-of-world-what-is-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/So1SkyRXOyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/RO7snV36ya0/s72-c/308561869_60f6ec5fe1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6816205798841315958</id><published>2009-07-16T05:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T07:32:13.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Like a child, I am innocent. I would never mean any harm unless I intended to."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sl8a6uY4C1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/-SbO0WEf690/s1600-h/2478570102_ff72e21da5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sl8a6uY4C1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/-SbO0WEf690/s320/2478570102_ff72e21da5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359031677781281618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like my brain finally had it. It has gone &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;berserk&lt;/span&gt; and let my emotions go out of whack. I can't focus that well, someone &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt; me now and tell me what is it I must do to be like you. Ever so &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;in control.&lt;/span&gt; I love to be you. I love to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/3712936974077038996-6816205798841315958?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6816205798841315958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-child-i-am-innocent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6816205798841315958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6816205798841315958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/like-child-i-am-innocent.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sl8a6uY4C1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/-SbO0WEf690/s72-c/2478570102_ff72e21da5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1890742800565395655</id><published>2009-07-09T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T07:56:35.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again, I am lost. Don't really know what to do. O'levels, get into SAJC, dance.....Yeah those are the things that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; only be of my concern. That is the problem with teenagers, we always miss that something in life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;아웃사이더(Outsider) - 연인과의 거리 Feat. Brown Sugar, 샛별 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn nice song lurh....&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never allow anyone to have control of the way I am and the things I do again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1890742800565395655?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1890742800565395655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-again-i-am-lost.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1890742800565395655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1890742800565395655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/07/once-again-i-am-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1752749374333082744</id><published>2009-06-19T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:07:14.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Lost in a sea of thoughts."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SjxQYQ3d3vI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sPBebW7S96M/s1600-h/2561518602_144299bd05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SjxQYQ3d3vI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sPBebW7S96M/s320/2561518602_144299bd05.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349238835184000754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear, there are more and more people trying to convince me to go to JC. Well not alot of people actually just a few more, but STILL in is annoying..... Damn it, why can't they leave me alone. I have enough problems in my head, I don't wish to deal with anymore of this nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck...Why can't things get better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1752749374333082744?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1752749374333082744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-in-sea-of-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1752749374333082744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1752749374333082744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-in-sea-of-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SjxQYQ3d3vI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/sPBebW7S96M/s72-c/2561518602_144299bd05.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7849363272845554021</id><published>2009-06-08T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T07:13:00.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"All we need is Love and God to help us get through these hard times."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Si0ZnRcjnjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/weKbbi2xWaE/s1600-h/404890956_b2a2feedd0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Si0ZnRcjnjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/weKbbi2xWaE/s320/404890956_b2a2feedd0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344956495247416882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation. How do people get it? That drive that they get to move on and rise above the others. That hunger for success and the desire to study and practice. I guess I have to do some soul searching. Maybe I will be able to find my motivation soon and strong enough to get me my goals for O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye worhxs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7849363272845554021?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7849363272845554021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7849363272845554021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7849363272845554021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/motivation.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Si0ZnRcjnjI/AAAAAAAAAOI/weKbbi2xWaE/s72-c/404890956_b2a2feedd0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7672243889792071958</id><published>2009-06-05T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:54:32.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Everyone wears mask. On the outside they may look real friendly and stuff but in the inside it is a whole different person. So it would be quite interesting to see what they are when they take it off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SioEIx13grI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pguULvsoy_Q/s1600-h/3121877892_b5e15d6ec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SioEIx13grI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pguULvsoy_Q/s320/3121877892_b5e15d6ec5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344088456693252786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is annoying that those who are your friends, who you trusted, and cared for, change and I don't mean good change. Like one day your talking to them, after one incident that their everything changes. Those friends that I used to know now has like a totally different attitude. Maybe it is only towards me, I don't know. All I know is that some people are only nice when they think your a good enough friend that can benefit them. So once your no use to them, your like nothing to them. All those thoughts and impressions I had about them has totally changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love this part of High Road by Fort Minor :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You people are running off at the mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tryin to make me take myself off safety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tryin to make my friends turn their backs on the team we built&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buildin up some mistaken information&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and I cant take this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lemme spell it out plain for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angry groups complain about the things we do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im not changing direction, I'm stepping my game up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maintainin my name, the same way I came up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're gonna see that I'm not playin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;start asking the names that I'm not sayin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but im tryin not to mention the names of people who wanna sight and attention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You like the hype but pretendin you're part of the picture wont pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're like a high school dropout, no class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can say what you want about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;keep talkin while i'm walkin away bitch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can say what you have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz my mind's made up anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm taking the high road going above you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is the last time that I'm gonna trust you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can say what you have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz my mind's made up anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all that bullshit you talk might work a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it's not gonna work today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why does it always have to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody's always watching me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I really need is some room to breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Is anybody out there listening?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz I cant stand to keep this in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All I really want, I'll say it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can say what you have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz my mind's made up anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm taking the high road going above you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is the last time that I'm gonna trust you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You can say what you have to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuz my mind's made up anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all that bullshit you talk might work a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but it's not gonna work today"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love these sort of rap songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways enough of this ranting, there so much things that I need to do and I am running out of time. So until next time then I will blog again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh-Bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7672243889792071958?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7672243889792071958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyone-wears-mask.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7672243889792071958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7672243889792071958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/everyone-wears-mask.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SioEIx13grI/AAAAAAAAAOA/pguULvsoy_Q/s72-c/3121877892_b5e15d6ec5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-4285629201372701246</id><published>2009-06-05T01:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:54:43.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Miao Yun for going out with me that day, and hoped you had a wonderful 15 birthday(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-4285629201372701246?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4285629201372701246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-miao-yun-for-going-out-with-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4285629201372701246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4285629201372701246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/06/thanks-miao-yun-for-going-out-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6842932357678365138</id><published>2009-05-28T09:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T09:32:55.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sh68oWKfj9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Hb4kH6FViqw/s1600-h/thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sh68oWKfj9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Hb4kH6FViqw/s320/thinking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340913609438367698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wondering, thinking. The idea was rather attractive, but studies always come first. Maybe when my marks are better. After all, I am having lots of fun now(: Wanna enjoy it while it last(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6842932357678365138?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6842932357678365138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/wondering-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6842932357678365138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6842932357678365138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/wondering-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sh68oWKfj9I/AAAAAAAAAN4/Hb4kH6FViqw/s72-c/thinking.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5182409134187536016</id><published>2009-05-25T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:12:00.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShqJ6DePskI/AAAAAAAAANw/OlRPgZrg_K4/s1600-h/2449734210_c6a4331047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShqJ6DePskI/AAAAAAAAANw/OlRPgZrg_K4/s320/2449734210_c6a4331047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339731938658726466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I saw my marks today, I realized that it is time I got serious and step up my game. This is my only go on O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray to God that my dad won't feel so disappointed. I promise that I will not let all those close to me down. This wake up call is so sudden. I am so scared for my O's, it is like I am jumping into a hole without knowing how deep it is. Hope I can get out alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5182409134187536016?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5182409134187536016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-i-saw-my-marks-today-i-realized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5182409134187536016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5182409134187536016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/after-i-saw-my-marks-today-i-realized.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShqJ6DePskI/AAAAAAAAANw/OlRPgZrg_K4/s72-c/2449734210_c6a4331047.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-581415381488456661</id><published>2009-05-24T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T07:47:57.271-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"We think sometimes that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Poverty&lt;/span&gt; is only being&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; hungry&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;naked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;homeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The poverty of being &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;unwanted&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;unloved&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;uncared&lt;/span&gt; for is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Greatest Poverty&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShlciZW_kfI/AAAAAAAAANg/C-xja398thM/s1600-h/191538326_3fdd772170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShlciZW_kfI/AAAAAAAAANg/C-xja398thM/s320/191538326_3fdd772170.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339400579217068530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignoring the reality of this world just does not seem to make me more focus on my studies and dance. Life has not been giving a smooth ride so far, can't you go easy on me a bit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is about time I stop acting all innocent about all the shit in the world, and just show them who I really am. To really and literally be myself. I had enough pretending already, now I am gonna take off my mask and show the world I ain't someone to be pushed around no shit no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on Arthur, get a hold of yourself. You know your more than this, don't let people's expectations down just cause of one silly mistake. You know it is not really that worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I know that sometimes my blog post don't really make much sense, it is only because I don't wish to type the real full story here. Just parts(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-581415381488456661?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/581415381488456661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/dang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/581415381488456661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/581415381488456661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/dang.html' title='Dang.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShlciZW_kfI/AAAAAAAAANg/C-xja398thM/s72-c/191538326_3fdd772170.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7397299041139857639</id><published>2009-05-22T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T03:35:34.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I only have one comment for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"What the fuck."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was such a dope night when I saw your wonderful smile(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7397299041139857639?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7397299041139857639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-only-have-one-comment-for-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7397299041139857639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7397299041139857639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-only-have-one-comment-for-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1282127661249815846</id><published>2009-05-17T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T08:39:30.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShAuG0CQbtI/AAAAAAAAANY/ykagNgv-h38/s1600-h/408687790_1c311522cf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShAuG0CQbtI/AAAAAAAAANY/ykagNgv-h38/s320/408687790_1c311522cf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336816253016239826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still as boring as ever. Nevermind, five more days and it would all be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to session with my bros at esp! so excited! Shopping with Josh man too! haha looking forward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh Shi Ting's birthday is coming, still wondering what to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'levels, why are you stuck in my head.&lt;br /&gt;Sooo Stresssssss.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways gotta sleep! Buh Byes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1282127661249815846?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1282127661249815846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1282127661249815846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1282127661249815846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ShAuG0CQbtI/AAAAAAAAANY/ykagNgv-h38/s72-c/408687790_1c311522cf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7314792726874181344</id><published>2009-05-13T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T03:55:12.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"I was so hyper, that I could spend hours and maybe days running around."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgqmiNmq18I/AAAAAAAAANQ/FjnhF1S-RI4/s1600-h/498957941_f0eda42787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgqmiNmq18I/AAAAAAAAANQ/FjnhF1S-RI4/s320/498957941_f0eda42787.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335259815271389122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I swear I couldn't focus studying, first time this week sia! nothing at all! I was like going berserk in school after the exams. Never felt so hyper before. Ah well, SS and E maths tomorrow! Must get ready, and then after exams can finally DANCE! and after that I am gonna have to go back to my daily routine of studying for O levels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am off to study now.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck for tomorrow, I really don't know whether I can pass.&lt;br /&gt;Byee-eeeeee for now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7314792726874181344?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7314792726874181344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-so-hyper-that-i-could-spend-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7314792726874181344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7314792726874181344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-was-so-hyper-that-i-could-spend-hours.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgqmiNmq18I/AAAAAAAAANQ/FjnhF1S-RI4/s72-c/498957941_f0eda42787.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7592077183577041534</id><published>2009-05-09T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:55:42.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"why must something as beautiful as these flowers be hidden from the world?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgZpPU2JfEI/AAAAAAAAANI/XlOwHiiYqaM/s1600-h/375370665_fd78b2cffd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgZpPU2JfEI/AAAAAAAAANI/XlOwHiiYqaM/s320/375370665_fd78b2cffd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334066520681708610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so off nowadays. After studying or school, once I am away from my study group buddies. Suddenly I start to think about things, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Personal&lt;/span&gt; things which I shall not mention. There are things which I was able to experience somethings that were really special to me last year. Now this year because of some reasons, I am unable to have that 'special'. I don't know maybe I just miss dancing alot and my mind has gone nuts because of that, but I think it is about time I start to finish some things I have left undone instead of running away from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is about time I showed the world what I am made of, and that I am not someone to be pushed around. That success is what I am capable of. Having True friends would not be an issue for me. Cause honestly, I find it hard to trust many and those who I make it known that I trust them....Well I treasure them alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So scared for O levels, wonder when will I feel ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta study now!&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye worhx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7592077183577041534?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7592077183577041534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-must-something-as-beautiful-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7592077183577041534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7592077183577041534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-must-something-as-beautiful-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgZpPU2JfEI/AAAAAAAAANI/XlOwHiiYqaM/s72-c/375370665_fd78b2cffd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7189368620621663316</id><published>2009-05-05T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T05:15:08.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgAr8ajOhwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zZKOsXDiA4o/s1600-h/ist2_2610037-shy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgAr8ajOhwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zZKOsXDiA4o/s320/ist2_2610037-shy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332310275725887234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why am I so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shy&lt;/span&gt; to talk to you? It is so not me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying and practicing long hours are not much of a problem now. The only problem now is getting the results for both. What a bummer it is not getting the results instantly. Ah well, continue preserving I am sure one day I will get the results I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to finish my remaining chemistry papers now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye worhx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7189368620621663316?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7189368620621663316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-am-i-so-shy-to-talk-to-you-it-is-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7189368620621663316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7189368620621663316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-am-i-so-shy-to-talk-to-you-it-is-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SgAr8ajOhwI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zZKOsXDiA4o/s72-c/ist2_2610037-shy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7892515828254103542</id><published>2009-05-01T20:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T10:47:34.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sfu_vQLHIbI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QN-PhRg7Bp8/s1600-h/1321740675_e15c4a841b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sfu_vQLHIbI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QN-PhRg7Bp8/s320/1321740675_e15c4a841b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331065402439442866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music plays such an important part in life. Well in my life anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me Forget about all this silly issues in life, and just focus on the goals I have.&lt;br /&gt;After all everything extra can wait until later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet sometimes you can't help but think about how is it like to have that something or someone in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music + Dance = Love(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to a Parkour Jam now!&lt;br /&gt;Bye-ish!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7892515828254103542?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7892515828254103542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/music-plays-such-important-part-in-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7892515828254103542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7892515828254103542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/05/music-plays-such-important-part-in-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sfu_vQLHIbI/AAAAAAAAAMo/QN-PhRg7Bp8/s72-c/1321740675_e15c4a841b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1015489280249011174</id><published>2009-04-30T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T09:18:42.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Only now do I really love school. Not because of the teachers, not because the school has such a nice architectural design and wonderful interior, BUT more of the friends around the school and in the school. Especially the time and freedom I have after school. Home does not seem like home anymore. I feel so much more freedom during school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God do I feel so much more rebellious...&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be that I just want to let out all this frustration in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'LEVELS! It is coming soon in October! How wonderful.....Yeah right. Well continue to study and practice harder. So wanna get this over with. Gosh I wish I have someone to talk to. SO sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well off to sleep now!&lt;br /&gt;Nights peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1015489280249011174?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1015489280249011174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-now-do-i-really-love-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1015489280249011174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1015489280249011174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/only-now-do-i-really-love-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5698840230629363237</id><published>2009-04-27T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T06:42:23.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SfW12AOCzhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/y-DhGkQOi7c/s1600-h/realise-o2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SfW12AOCzhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/y-DhGkQOi7c/s320/realise-o2-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329365673439317522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I realized something which a bro of mine pointed out, and I have been thinking about it. You know how much you mean to me and that I would really go all out to help you. I care&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt; loads&lt;/span&gt; about you, but could you just be using me as a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; rebound &lt;/span&gt;guy? You &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; not know it but it might just be the case. I guess I will keep my distance from you and your life. Don't wanna get too close and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt; into pieces &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow CHIJ SJC Investiture + Bus 27 = Me damn &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;nervous&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5698840230629363237?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5698840230629363237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-realized-something-which-bro-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5698840230629363237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5698840230629363237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-realized-something-which-bro-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SfW12AOCzhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/y-DhGkQOi7c/s72-c/realise-o2-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2772852599614796175</id><published>2009-04-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T07:18:45.802-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know how to put this feeling, but I feel that sometimes I really just want to beat myself up. Dumb, vulgar, and rough, why the HELL am I like that? I seem to be screwing things up without even knowing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck larh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many parts of this puzzle that is missing, I feel that there are a few Important missing pieces. You are the most important piece. Yet I can't seem to find you. I ain't obsess about you, I am just losing confidence in myself rapidly and I fear that I will lose you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear. This fear is so strong to the point where it can make me scared and paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am saying nonsensical things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a wonderful best friend I dare say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am a bit out of my mind now, I think I will sleep it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I feel so frustrated and angry with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bloody heck. Why can't I just tell you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit Arthur get a hold of yourself.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your losing your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2772852599614796175?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2772852599614796175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-how-to-put-this-feeling-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2772852599614796175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2772852599614796175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-know-how-to-put-this-feeling-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5051867072533693128</id><published>2009-04-21T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T08:03:00.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.What have you been doing recently?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Studying....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 . Do you ever turn your handphone off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;3 . What happened at 10am today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;was in school.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;4 . When did you last cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Long time ago...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 . Believe in Fate/Destiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't know and don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;6 . What do you want in life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;L1R5-9, Dance better, and something personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7 . Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Carry umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. what's your favorite thing to do on bed ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sleep?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 . What bottoms are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;School pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;10 . What are the nicest things in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;An sms from someone including Bestie Michelle &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 . Do you tend to make relationship complicated?Wad kind of relation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am not in one. Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;12 . Are you wearing anything borrowed from anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;13 . What was the last movie you caught?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jumper. old I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;14 . What are you proud of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Myself and my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;15 . What does the oldest text msg in your inbox says and who is it from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alexandria. about what model is my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16 . What was the last song you sang out loud?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She is a man- don't know by who Martin Tong was singing it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;17 . Do you have any nickname(s)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Retarded, Blur, Sotong, Emo, so on so forth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;18 . What does the newest text msg says and who is it from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;From M.Y, saying that I can call now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;19 . What time did you go to sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;11.34pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20 . Are you currently happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21 . Who gives you the best advice?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;22 . Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yes it sucks and so does this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23 . Who did you talked to on phone last night?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;24 . Is something bugging you right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Grades, dance, and my lost ear piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;25 . Who is the last person to make you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;J.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5051867072533693128?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5051867072533693128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5051867072533693128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5051867072533693128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6082368246943556126</id><published>2009-04-19T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T07:32:26.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Ser-MgoSUJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWY_dKND-tU/s1600-h/492672170_daa82819c8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Ser-MgoSUJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWY_dKND-tU/s320/492672170_daa82819c8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326349000189825170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was viewing through my friend's blog recently, and saw some of her photos. They were so beautiful (Well actually she was beautiful, which was why the photos were so nice XP )  I would love to show how the photos look like but I doubt I can't. Well no matter what kind of photos you take, you will need to have some amount of skill to take such nice photos. Hopefully one day I can take nice photos too(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today I didn't do much, did the usual stuff at church and studied my chemistry for my test on Monday. Boring? I know......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I feel like getting a new hair cut, but I need to wait for my hair to grow longer. Oh! and another thing is that tomorrow there is an hair check. So most probably I will end up with bangs again. haha! I don't mind having them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So next week, there are three major events; Physics O'level SPA, Chemistry test, and Bboy competition. Got to prepare for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is late now I got to sleep,&lt;br /&gt;so Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think I might have just fallen for you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6082368246943556126?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6082368246943556126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/sundays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6082368246943556126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6082368246943556126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/sundays.html' title='Sundays.'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Ser-MgoSUJI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/aWY_dKND-tU/s72-c/492672170_daa82819c8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-59478862264741600</id><published>2009-04-09T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:56:43.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sd4aEQv_BFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xddzdAiyGos/s1600-h/thoughts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sd4aEQv_BFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xddzdAiyGos/s320/thoughts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322720470116533330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Emo"&lt;/span&gt;  The word some people use to describe me. There is a reason for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I can absolutely &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Jealous &lt;/span&gt;of others whenever I see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;company&lt;/span&gt; that they have,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They always seem to have&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; someone&lt;/span&gt; with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you say.... a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;clique&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must really be &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; to have one,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they will always be there for you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Facts&lt;/span&gt; about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can really&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Retarded&lt;/span&gt; at times,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But honestly it is just my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;little escape&lt;/span&gt; from the reality of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is rather&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; cowardly&lt;/span&gt; then to confront the problem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really I am just not &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;strong &lt;/span&gt;enough to be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; lone&lt;/span&gt; fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I try to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;thing&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;tough&lt;/span&gt; guy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I am a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Quiet&lt;/span&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking they all have their own&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt; lives&lt;/span&gt; to live too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sometimes &lt;/span&gt;to me it seems that I am just an &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully one day I will be a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; part &lt;/span&gt;of someone's life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that person my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I sound&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt; pathetic&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really give much of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I type what I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point typing loads of stuff just to attract people's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;attention&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And continue hiding your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;true self&lt;/span&gt; because your worried about other people's thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I call "&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Pathetic&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Really I seem to be ranting a lot. Pardon me will you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really nice conversation on the phone recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brighten my day quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I would love to be happy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sd4aLdGDBnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xb3wHcls-X4/s1600-h/1007118426_d6550b308e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sd4aLdGDBnI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xb3wHcls-X4/s320/1007118426_d6550b308e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322720593689380466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;' is bothering my mind more often now,&lt;br /&gt;Wished that this feeling never &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;exist&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;Curious what is like to be in love with someone you never want to let go.&lt;br /&gt;But as I said last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"There is simply too much to be done and too little time for me to worry about Love."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-59478862264741600?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/59478862264741600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-and-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/59478862264741600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/59478862264741600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-and-life.html' title='Love and life'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sd4aEQv_BFI/AAAAAAAAAL4/xddzdAiyGos/s72-c/thoughts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8414202122002733727</id><published>2009-04-05T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T07:00:01.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love sick and dance craze</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiD-sz_faI/AAAAAAAAALo/ItVloULqAbA/s1600-h/2976773320_59e108a987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiD-sz_faI/AAAAAAAAALo/ItVloULqAbA/s320/2976773320_59e108a987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321148072942599586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! I have done my weekly schedule! That I have been wanting to do for the last three days. Well at least now the time spend on both dance and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study group is starting tomorrow! Hope it will work out well. Must score well for all the exams especially O levels this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiHsAdpJ2I/AAAAAAAAALw/wa6nnxcOj5s/s1600-h/2122123411_748eb2f646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiHsAdpJ2I/AAAAAAAAALw/wa6nnxcOj5s/s320/2122123411_748eb2f646.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321152149846566754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this picture. One day my air chair will be like this. HAHA. Lets just say I have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;dance craze.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta sleep now(:&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lovely Picture don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiCSY3YGQI/AAAAAAAAALg/AjlVQOlPWUk/s1600-h/3158773825_f356aac517_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiCSY3YGQI/AAAAAAAAALg/AjlVQOlPWUk/s320/3158773825_f356aac517_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321146212162214146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is too many things to be done, to worry about love now in my opinion. There is just too many things to do and too little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8414202122002733727?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8414202122002733727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-sick-and-dance-craze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8414202122002733727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8414202122002733727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/love-sick-and-dance-craze.html' title='love sick and dance craze'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdiD-sz_faI/AAAAAAAAALo/ItVloULqAbA/s72-c/2976773320_59e108a987.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3175500317834339381</id><published>2009-04-03T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T07:44:37.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdYgtkeXPXI/AAAAAAAAALY/1NUXC5h_tko/s1600-h/2197104172_e272a4bdc8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdYgtkeXPXI/AAAAAAAAALY/1NUXC5h_tko/s320/2197104172_e272a4bdc8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320475977042050418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Love it when I feel the groove of the music. Dancing to the beat, feeling the groove BUT I so need to work on my moves still. Not smooth and not nice enough. Need more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Power&lt;/span&gt;, needs more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Energy&lt;/span&gt;, and more &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Spins&lt;/span&gt;(: hahaha Well I am going to make my weekly schedule and have like regular practices for my dance and studies(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless me with strength to focus and be more discipline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3175500317834339381?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3175500317834339381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3175500317834339381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3175500317834339381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/04/dance.html' title='Dance'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SdYgtkeXPXI/AAAAAAAAALY/1NUXC5h_tko/s72-c/2197104172_e272a4bdc8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5127317661523227928</id><published>2009-03-29T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T03:16:36.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't get much done today, but to me it is sort of worth it. For reasons I will not say, lets just say it has been rather nice and simple. I will do my work, studying and research tomorrow. I promise(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thanks God for this lovely day(;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5127317661523227928?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5127317661523227928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/didnt-get-much-done-today-but-to-me-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5127317661523227928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5127317661523227928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/didnt-get-much-done-today-but-to-me-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6087273413880957531</id><published>2009-03-27T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T06:21:02.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Just standing here, never going to move. I will wait for you even if it is forever.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sczlta72atI/AAAAAAAAAK4/J0FxgIJ3z2g/s1600-h/3107509118_78b65bf7d2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sczlta72atI/AAAAAAAAAK4/J0FxgIJ3z2g/s320/3107509118_78b65bf7d2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317877828504939218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for the times I was so boring or an annoyance to you. I guess I was just trying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;too hard&lt;/span&gt; to show you that I am the person that is &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;worth&lt;/span&gt; being friends with. I am always constantly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;worried&lt;/span&gt; I might &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;lose&lt;/span&gt; out and you would think I am nothing. For to me I feel that intellectually &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;incapable&lt;/span&gt;, physically incapable and socially incapable. All because I lack the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt; to even let you know, that I talk or start a conve&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;rsation in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;cliche&lt;/span&gt; way because I can't even think of what to talk to you about. You make me&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; speechless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I want to get close to you, to be your best friend. I try. This may sound like your everyday &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;infatuation&lt;/span&gt; or cheap talk normally done by guys, but these &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;mixed feelings&lt;/span&gt; I have for you has been happening for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day when I feel I am ready I would let you know how I feel about you. Once I feel more capable enough for myself and you. I am going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;change&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;work harder&lt;/span&gt; not only because of you, a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;important&lt;/span&gt; girl, but for my own reasons. I don't do things just for&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;the sake of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;winnin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; your &lt;/span&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt;, I am not like that. I don't &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;suck&lt;/span&gt; up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; and I truly do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;care&lt;/span&gt; about you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Running is fun, especially on rooftops."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SczpplJweZI/AAAAAAAAALA/-kxugBUgZwE/s1600-h/track.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SczpplJweZI/AAAAAAAAALA/-kxugBUgZwE/s320/track.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317882160574658962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was sports day! The whole school had to attend the event for the whole afternoon. How dumb is that? It is Friday and you tell me I have to waste my time sitting there supporting? JOKE! So I went to mark my attendance and did duty for like an hour or an hour and a half? After that ran away from the stadium to go to Esplande! so funnnn. Too bad there weren't many dancers there. But my fav bboy friend was there. So was Greg(: Dope powermoves I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some work done today and danced a bit. Not such a bad day. Bumped into Julian on the way home. It was so 'LOL'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;TTFN! Ta Ta For Now! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really love this part of the song "Always all ways" - Lostprophets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Cause I'm waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yeah, I'm waiting for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Give me answers, get me through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I will wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always, all ways I wanted us to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always, all ways you and me&lt;/span&gt;  "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6087273413880957531?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6087273413880957531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/patience.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6087273413880957531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6087273413880957531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/patience.html' title='Patience'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sczlta72atI/AAAAAAAAAK4/J0FxgIJ3z2g/s72-c/3107509118_78b65bf7d2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8884579588979813635</id><published>2009-03-24T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T06:54:57.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScjkpUq-WLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FERD3gubmig/s1600-h/292262245_7c480610e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScjkpUq-WLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FERD3gubmig/s320/292262245_7c480610e1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316750758685595826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been selfish these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well all I am going to do is just change, with the help of some good friends and Jesus(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScjmCL3T4OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7kn6GzGzJX0/s1600-h/born2serveuntildeath_8430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScjmCL3T4OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/7kn6GzGzJX0/s320/born2serveuntildeath_8430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316752285329776866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just DANCE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8884579588979813635?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8884579588979813635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8884579588979813635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8884579588979813635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/change.html' title='Change....'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScjkpUq-WLI/AAAAAAAAAKo/FERD3gubmig/s72-c/292262245_7c480610e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1118901853371284183</id><published>2009-03-23T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T08:46:09.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed off</title><content type='html'>"Why does life seem so miserable now? (Despite the little joys once in a while)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SceJOA48LwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dJLw9cZQuHk/s1600-h/2574859344_a47bd0d678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SceJOA48LwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dJLw9cZQuHk/s320/2574859344_a47bd0d678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316368758984158978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I could write down now, but it is late and i rather not rant when I am tired and sleepy cause I tend to say stuff that your not suppose to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of term 2.....well one word describes it all, "Bullshit". Practically the whole day was bullshit if not for Shao Liang and his contagious laughter. First thing in the morning during duty I scolded my junior for not standing properly during National Anthem and not showing respect to his seniors. I was thinking to myself, what what a way to start the day. Nevermind in class it would be better. In class then got someone giving the face and tone like some Stuck up son of bitch. I was like....WTF? Then I just ignored him. Maybe he is just having a bad day. Then I see him talk to everyone so nicely, go play around and then when I talk to him can even look at me when he is talking. Must face somewhere else. I am thinking, if your going to be like that I am not going to let my life revolve around your fucking mood or what so ever. I ain't your dog bitch. So don't think I am some airhead, dumb-ass to be pushed around.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget about that. After school I followed Shao Liang they all to eat and find J.S. Nice end to the day. Shao Liang damn funny, got bullied by Martin.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am just talking to Julian, just feel that the day got better.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my language people just feeling really pissed off today.&lt;br /&gt;Pray that tomorrow would seem better.&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1118901853371284183?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1118901853371284183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/pissed-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1118901853371284183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1118901853371284183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/pissed-off.html' title='pissed off'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SceJOA48LwI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dJLw9cZQuHk/s72-c/2574859344_a47bd0d678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3720827663840361201</id><published>2009-03-21T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T08:21:04.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>"I miss those times I had with you during December."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScT5RCBpZRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bl1ncQXe_48/s1600-h/miss_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScT5RCBpZRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bl1ncQXe_48/s320/miss_you.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315647531200898322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at a particular place I love to hang out, I suddenly thought about you. Back in December where you and I almost talk everyday, we met up and stuff. I felt so close to you. Then suddenly you disappeared, I tried to sms you or find you on msn. You said we were too close, and you were too sensitive. I did not understand. Did it seem like I was obsessed with you? Cause I wasn't. I CARED for you and wanted to be your closest friend. There were almost none like you......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it, I'll ditch this thing called "Love" and "Infatuation"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a whole lot of bullshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will forget I even like you(Alot)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause really I don't know if you care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the back of my mind you will always be there....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DANCEWORKS 2009!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScUAuSav0xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4xz1VKXI7uk/s1600-h/2241740295_451e55028f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScUAuSav0xI/AAAAAAAAAKY/4xz1VKXI7uk/s320/2241740295_451e55028f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315655730398745362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah today I went to DanceWorks 09 at Vivo city! Went to support Selva and his crew. They were AWESOME! I got to tell you the SJI guys who were there, they were also AWESOME PEEPS I TELL YOU! I can never see such bond and support for a classmate or fellow schoolmate in my school. It was really fun supporting the guys and CHIJ TP. haha I think there is something between the two schools...After Selva's performance we went to cypher at a huge space in Vivo. Really nice place to break, air con and smooth floor. After that we went back for the results. Selva's team got into the finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently too lazy to type.&lt;br /&gt;Wait until i have more inspiration,&lt;br /&gt;Till then. BYEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3720827663840361201?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3720827663840361201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/why.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3720827663840361201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3720827663840361201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/ScT5RCBpZRI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/bl1ncQXe_48/s72-c/miss_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-2169303948567604576</id><published>2009-03-15T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:08:50.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sb0YfMsUl_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/w-SNQmQ3cPU/s1600-h/2197104418_7502bf83a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sb0YfMsUl_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/w-SNQmQ3cPU/s320/2197104418_7502bf83a4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313430059629189106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Bboys for life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well had a average day, got my notes sorted out. Took quite awhile. Not much happening.&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much time to blog much. Kinda late now. Tomorrow I am going to see Nessa best friend! So happy. Also going to have a dance session with my bro Jason! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Sadly still have 3 hours of physics -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-2169303948567604576?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/2169303948567604576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/motivation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2169303948567604576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/2169303948567604576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sb0YfMsUl_I/AAAAAAAAAKI/w-SNQmQ3cPU/s72-c/2197104418_7502bf83a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-504026212386399512</id><published>2009-03-13T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:08:50.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbpxrAZ4_3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DAom3AAZOVo/s1600-h/2295145288_abfd3b7a7c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbpxrAZ4_3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DAom3AAZOVo/s320/2295145288_abfd3b7a7c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312683694093827954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alone that is how I feel now.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty. Today, was okay. More could have been done, but lucky I have tomorrow to finish my work. Really tired...... Lost my groove factor in dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS! I shall blog another day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-504026212386399512?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/504026212386399512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/504026212386399512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/504026212386399512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbpxrAZ4_3I/AAAAAAAAAKA/DAom3AAZOVo/s72-c/2295145288_abfd3b7a7c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-7674924984810122358</id><published>2009-03-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T07:46:20.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbZ30SPh14I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SP02TLKoehE/s1600-h/3167338432_ca44f655b9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbZ30SPh14I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SP02TLKoehE/s320/3167338432_ca44f655b9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311564550663952258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Balloons their so colorful....Nice bright colors(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She confuses me, I am no flirt, I am no bastard, I am no bore but I do think I really like you. Just give me a chance, I will try and make it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired now,&lt;br /&gt;So....Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-7674924984810122358?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/7674924984810122358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/balloons-their-so-colorful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7674924984810122358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/7674924984810122358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/balloons-their-so-colorful.html' title=''/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbZ30SPh14I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/SP02TLKoehE/s72-c/3167338432_ca44f655b9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1132295544032594846</id><published>2009-03-09T04:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T05:24:42.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The mysteries of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbUFFRtHNyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CwPRTxjtpdU/s1600-h/2143482916_8246798fea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbUFFRtHNyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CwPRTxjtpdU/s320/2143482916_8246798fea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311156923763472162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as there is that little bit of hope I will never give up,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will carry on having faith,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believing that there are such things as happy ending,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That True Love really does exist,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impossible would soon seem possible,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear would be the thing of the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intelligent I would actually be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that finally I would be good enough for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I am alone and lost, I know that I always have my brothers(Especially my little bro Julian) and good friends to look out for me, and a family I can count on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the 'Hope' I have now, the hope I got from you and God.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1132295544032594846?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1132295544032594846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1132295544032594846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1132295544032594846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='The mysteries of life'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbUFFRtHNyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/CwPRTxjtpdU/s72-c/2143482916_8246798fea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3516234220167908191</id><published>2009-03-07T02:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:57:22.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah blah</title><content type='html'>................Fascinating what you can do when your bored eh?................. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbJrZkqA0YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dZgxXQlx0U0/s1600-h/2151316739_8691659326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbJrZkqA0YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dZgxXQlx0U0/s320/2151316739_8691659326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310424997704028546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every Saturday seems to be really repetitive. I would have school in the mornings, church in the afternoon, and go home to study at night. I am starting to find it a bit of a bore. Although I know I must study in order to score well, but seriously? Must it be this boring? I really do hope that this pays off in the end, cause if it doesn't....I would hate myself alot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well off to study for an A maths test next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3516234220167908191?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3516234220167908191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah-blah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3516234220167908191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3516234220167908191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/blah-blah.html' title='Blah blah'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbJrZkqA0YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dZgxXQlx0U0/s72-c/2151316739_8691659326.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8001460799914428148</id><published>2009-03-06T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:22:48.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbEVkNU_tEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/62BCyfR7Tj4/s1600-h/437515_sleeping_dog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbEVkNU_tEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/62BCyfR7Tj4/s320/437515_sleeping_dog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310049147443721282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I describe it? The wonderful feeling of being relaxed and calm. Really it is an awesome feeling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is what I felt to day, for the first time in a long time. All thanks to the health check up my class had to go for, everything else was really relaxed. Today was like go to school and relax, have fun sort of thing. I didn't think about anything else today, all I did was just spend quality brother time with Matthew Seong. Really awesome. No worries, no anxiety, no frustration, just having fun and chit chatting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I felt this way all for the rest of the year. Man I got to tell you, it would be really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you God for giving me this day I had today. Although I was not able to go out and dance or hang out. It was a nice and simple day. Thank you God really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8001460799914428148?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8001460799914428148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/life_06.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8001460799914428148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8001460799914428148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/life_06.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SbEVkNU_tEI/AAAAAAAAAJY/62BCyfR7Tj4/s72-c/437515_sleeping_dog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-4064889478052025028</id><published>2009-03-04T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T07:41:34.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sa6ebVHJIyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BZ-sholIz7A/s1600-h/2214482770_68187e989b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sa6ebVHJIyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BZ-sholIz7A/s320/2214482770_68187e989b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309355203077153570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired today, so not going to type much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance is love, dance is my passion, dance is for life. It will always be there when I want it, it will never betray me and it is the best thing that ever happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She plays games with my mind, our friendship ain't so solid, I just knew her, and yet I had an infatuation for her. She is seemingly perfect, she seems so awesome, she could be the only thing I would ever care for. "Never judge the book by its cover" that I will keep in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....are you really what I am looking for?.....I just hope I haven't mislead myself into another painful trap...cause really it hurts and is still damaged..only God knows how to repair it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would describe my day with one word, "answers", that is what I am looking for.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-4064889478052025028?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/4064889478052025028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4064889478052025028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/4064889478052025028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sa6ebVHJIyI/AAAAAAAAAJA/BZ-sholIz7A/s72-c/2214482770_68187e989b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-40574679629639300</id><published>2009-03-03T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T05:41:24.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts of someone special</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sa0ywrIfsrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KFhL_Qn_Lr8/s1600-h/28191029_64500d974b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sa0ywrIfsrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KFhL_Qn_Lr8/s320/28191029_64500d974b_m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308955347533148850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is just another infatuation, nothing more than that. Don't get yourself distracted by a......wonderful person like her...Damn..why must I meet her at the wrong time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought often comes to my head whenever I see her in a photo or sms. Sometimes I just wonder, what would it be like if I was with her. What would it be like to be her precious one and she mine. Problem about me being me, is that I tend to not be able to focus when she steps into my mind. I know now being the O level year I got to concentrate, I got to score that 9-points I so badly want to get, I got to bring out the best of potential out of me. I know I can do better, but why must she keep bugging my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Insane" that is the word that I use to describe myself. "Berserk" is what I go into if I can't get something done. "Confused" is what I am now. "Answers" are what I am looking for. "Blur" is what I am during school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just some of the things that I go through day to day. I hope that one day my efforts of become a more disciplined, focus, and down to Earth person would soon be achieved. Only then I would no need to worry and be so frustrated, but then she would still be in my mind.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not good enough for her or anyone, so she would most probably say 'n-o' and not talk to me. I know that I am not as bright as I would like to be, so I can probably forget about going after her. For she is so smart in my dictionary, she is so hardworking in my opinion, and that is something that is hard to find in a girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I still can't forget about you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine I will pull up my socks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be that disciplined, focus, and down to Earth person I aim to be,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be that smart enough person,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be that good dancer I am,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be your precious one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But until I achieve that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to keep on trying......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-40574679629639300?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/40574679629639300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-of-someone-special.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/40574679629639300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/40574679629639300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/thoughts-of-someone-special.html' title='Thoughts of someone special'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/Sa0ywrIfsrI/AAAAAAAAAI4/KFhL_Qn_Lr8/s72-c/28191029_64500d974b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8960186446455353195</id><published>2009-03-02T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T04:42:37.124-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SavUMWLXKyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vV-NmDlZv5w/s1600-h/3213182939_cd849b93c0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SavUMWLXKyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vV-NmDlZv5w/s320/3213182939_cd849b93c0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308569894363015970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During Fall, the weather starts to get dry. The cold sets in, and the trees shed their leaves which fall from their branches....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During March the 2nd, after a chemistry test. Pressure starts to set in, preparation for the next test starts, and a student from 4E2 falls from the second story of the building in attempt to land properly he slips. In return he lands on his ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Indeed it was a painful experience....but what can I&lt;br /&gt;                   say, it is that time of year again after all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8960186446455353195?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8960186446455353195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/falling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8960186446455353195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8960186446455353195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/falling.html' title='Falling'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SavUMWLXKyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vV-NmDlZv5w/s72-c/3213182939_cd849b93c0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-8723795140168733536</id><published>2009-03-01T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T06:28:07.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>School......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaqZ7ZmyRAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9WUlPllcxrc/s1600-h/464215777_3871657407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaqZ7ZmyRAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9WUlPllcxrc/s320/464215777_3871657407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308224356574446594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just feel so frustrated now a days. How I miss the times I had in sec 3......to be honest, secondary three is the most interesting year I had. In sec 2 i did not have any real hobbies, all I was interested in was playing computer games and maybe trying to prove I was something rather than just a 'small kid'.......Haish how time flies eh? Well now it is like a race against time for O levels. So little time to dance, so little time to study, so little time to talk to my awesome friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School......it is such a bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-8723795140168733536?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/8723795140168733536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8723795140168733536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/8723795140168733536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/03/school.html' title='School......'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaqZ7ZmyRAI/AAAAAAAAAIY/9WUlPllcxrc/s72-c/464215777_3871657407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5763208035432862361</id><published>2009-02-26T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T06:32:07.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shuffle!</title><content type='html'>I found this shuffle video, I find it quite nice actually. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fL6sbx8jEKo&amp;hl=en&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/fL6sbx8jEKo&amp;hl=en&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;And this Bboy is my new insperation(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CRw4BM7JudY&amp;hl=en&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/CRw4BM7JudY&amp;hl=en&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;BBOY JUN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5763208035432862361?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5763208035432862361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/shuffle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5763208035432862361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5763208035432862361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/shuffle.html' title='Shuffle!'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6388873870484537257</id><published>2009-02-26T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T05:16:24.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls...</title><content type='html'>Girls.......that is the first thing that comes to most of my classmates head when they go for investitures. I think of that too but I mean isn't it annoying when people are like "Wow! you seem to be so engrossed in your conversation with her. So got ask her number yet?" or "Eh eh..that girls looks pretty doesn't she?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I maybe sound like a complete asshole now to be complaining about this sort of stuff, but seriously I usually try not to be a hypocrite so those of you out there thinking 'Well don't you get all excited when you see girls?' Well truth is N-O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my meaningless ranting....just that I am feeling quite stress nowadays so my mind isn't really functioning properly. Now I feel I should just focus on O's and Dance for now until this nightmare is over. If I score well.....&lt;br /&gt;..............................FREAKING AWESOME SHIT I TELL YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;As for now I only can just work hard not to be stupid and actually be smart. Like some people that I know like Veron, Jacquelyn, Shi Ting, Matthew Seong, and Aaron Seow. I mean these people actually are GOOD at something. Not a noob dancer like me, or a dumb minded person like me or actually Lazy..also they don't procrastinate like me(aside from Veron according to her, she has been procrastinating a lot. God Bless in that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is getting kinda late and I have a Physics O level SPA to work on, so yeah.....I will have to blog next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now here is a cool picture I found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaaVuRG3oUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mksfBxXDq-o/s1600-h/Shoes!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaaVuRG3oUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mksfBxXDq-o/s320/Shoes!.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307093833001443650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome eh?&lt;br /&gt;Well gotta go, byee peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6388873870484537257?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6388873870484537257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/girls.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6388873870484537257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6388873870484537257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/girls.html' title='Girls...'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaaVuRG3oUI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/mksfBxXDq-o/s72-c/Shoes!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-1622670852804576859</id><published>2009-02-25T06:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:50:22.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic</title><content type='html'>The word "Stress" is now constantly in my head. It bugs me day and night, reminding me that O'level is just around the corner and reminding me of a particular girl who I might not be able to get. Studies, girls, and Dance, these things constantly bug my mind. Sometimes I wonder, how would it be like not to worry about anything else but just my O's. The amount of focus I would have and the feeling of being worry free......it would just be awesome. Pure awesomeness. Well if I am able to get 9 points for O levels and prelims. I be the happiest guy on earth....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-1622670852804576859?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/1622670852804576859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1622670852804576859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/1622670852804576859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/classic.html' title='Classic'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-6746412344755862005</id><published>2009-02-24T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T04:52:43.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus my Saviour</title><content type='html'>Having faith for the right reason and for the right thing, I just found out is very important. Being reminded of the glory of God and all he has done for us, just makes me realize a few important things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason when they say "God works in mysterious ways" and "the mind is very powerful". Why people admire faithful believers of Christ is because to believe in something that there isn't a clear supported answer to, is just really hard for us. Being humans we can't help but want a clear answer to everything. To us for everything that happens there must be a reason behind it. Sometimes there need not be any reason for things to happen. Sometimes things just happen because it happens. No reason, no explanation is needed at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore now I dare say 'I believe in Christ.'No reason, no explanation, cause I just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yet i wonder why is love so painful and yet so wonderful at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-6746412344755862005?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/6746412344755862005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/jesus-my-saviour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6746412344755862005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/6746412344755862005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/jesus-my-saviour.html' title='Jesus my Saviour'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3816870600967449391</id><published>2009-02-23T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T05:57:52.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The past will be the past....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaKoKw4VGVI/AAAAAAAAAII/oqak-uiz2n0/s1600-h/3005901380_b7057e9ab5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaKoKw4VGVI/AAAAAAAAAII/oqak-uiz2n0/s320/3005901380_b7057e9ab5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305988213869189458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I take a walk with my bro Matthew, we would start chatting about the times we use to have when younger. It is like just yesterday I was having PSLE, and like now I am looking at O levels. How time flies..... Although it is nice to once in a while glance back at the past. The good times that were experienced, and the bad times to laugh at. Now the only thing I truly look forward to is a nice 9 points for O level, and a nice long break from all this madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to tackle some Physics SPA worksheets, cause my freaking official O level SPA is this Friday. What a bummer.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3816870600967449391?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3816870600967449391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-will-be-past.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3816870600967449391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3816870600967449391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/past-will-be-past.html' title='The past will be the past....'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaKoKw4VGVI/AAAAAAAAAII/oqak-uiz2n0/s72-c/3005901380_b7057e9ab5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-3907856263461872661</id><published>2009-02-21T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T22:57:23.391-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shattering moments of life (literally)</title><content type='html'>You know that feeling you get when you pop 'thee question' to a special someone and get you get rejected?&lt;br /&gt;Or when you lose your favorite shirt that you were going to wear for an important event?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Well you get my point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaD3Fp00RII/AAAAAAAAAH8/1I_WHOdddHU/s1600-h/Photo0377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaD3Fp00RII/AAAAAAAAAH8/1I_WHOdddHU/s320/Photo0377.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305512037541233794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks really. I know. I had my 'shattering moment' just yesterday during dinner. It really sucked, especially when your table is just right besides the glass wall that suddenly burst into pieces. Although it was entertaining, I pity the old guy sitting right underneath the wall and had himself covered in glass. He must have been shocked.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-3907856263461872661?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/3907856263461872661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/shattering-moments-of-life-literally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3907856263461872661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/3907856263461872661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/shattering-moments-of-life-literally.html' title='Shattering moments of life (literally)'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nQ9dnbEwy4I/SaD3Fp00RII/AAAAAAAAAH8/1I_WHOdddHU/s72-c/Photo0377.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3712936974077038996.post-5624469405552635144</id><published>2009-02-20T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:48:45.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY CHANGED THE BLOGSKIN!</title><content type='html'>My blogskin is finally changed, all thanks to a very good friend called&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;JACQUELYN!" WHOOO! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3712936974077038996-5624469405552635144?l=greenable-shoes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/feeds/5624469405552635144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-changed-blogskin.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5624469405552635144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3712936974077038996/posts/default/5624469405552635144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenable-shoes.blogspot.com/2009/02/finally-changed-blogskin.html' title='FINALLY CHANGED THE BLOGSKIN!'/><author><name>Arthur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02628787571904010714</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
