<?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-11419523</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:41:14.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My LifE</title><subtitle type='html'>empty.. just dun give a ...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11419523.post-112601304700280507</id><published>2005-09-06T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T06:27:00.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>drugged... a new song i just wrote.. plz comment peeps</title><content type='html'>drugged                        arr and written by mark&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming senseless&lt;br /&gt;I'm paralysed&lt;br /&gt;This love game has made me&lt;br /&gt;Distracted from my own very life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but quit this game of love&lt;br /&gt;It has  brought me too much pain&lt;br /&gt;Its time I fix mi life again&lt;br /&gt;Before I fall even further&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;No I am not a quitter&lt;br /&gt;But I'm too much of a loser&lt;br /&gt;Too much losses aint good for health&lt;br /&gt;And so I quit this game of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a loser I'm drugged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse2&lt;br /&gt;I've given in mi best&lt;br /&gt;I've given in all I think I had&lt;br /&gt;But I still keep losing&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'm fit to play this game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-chorus&lt;br /&gt;If onli I never played this game&lt;br /&gt;I wont have given up on me&lt;br /&gt;I guess I am worth nobody's love&lt;br /&gt; And now I am crying to sleep again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm drugged&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm blinded&lt;br /&gt;Pain inflicted&lt;br /&gt;Self mutilated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passionly blinded&lt;br /&gt;Down with the sickness&lt;br /&gt;Wats passed is passed&lt;br /&gt;I'm movin on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-112601304700280507?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/112601304700280507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=112601304700280507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112601304700280507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112601304700280507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/09/drugged-new-song-i-just-wrote-plz.html' title='drugged... a new song i just wrote.. plz comment peeps'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-112471571641752965</id><published>2005-08-22T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T06:01:56.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tell mi wat's going on</title><content type='html'>hi peeps sup all ya....hahaz... soriez haven been updating mi blog for ages... maybe i just didnt have the mood....&lt;br /&gt;peeps.. ain't it just tragic when life beats the life out of u.... its an irony ain't it? hahaz... maybe thats just for me&lt;br /&gt;was there ever a time when ya thought everything was going fine then one fine dae it just turns against u...&lt;br /&gt;when the whole world falls on u.. wat ya do?&lt;br /&gt;i am a normal person..... i cant take heavy blows.. and right now.. i'm just stuck in this hole which i cant get out of...&lt;br /&gt;life... i'm played in circles.. its funnny its tragic.. wateva...&lt;br /&gt;guys tell mi... help mi find dat way... cause i cant find it myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-112471571641752965?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/112471571641752965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>new song titled : My Final Note plz tell mi how u feel bout it.. see ya all soon</title><content type='html'>titled: My Final Note                arr mark &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of this life oh my friend&lt;br /&gt;it looks like it has come to its end&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of the sorrows the pain that will follow&lt;br /&gt;its true i'm lost and confused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theory of life is all flawed and deceiving&lt;br /&gt;the pain this life brings is just not worth the living&lt;br /&gt;i cry to mi sleep, and mi heart keeps on bleeding&lt;br /&gt;the dove's heart stops beating. it lost all its feelings&lt;br /&gt;and all that we hear are the lies&lt;br /&gt;all that we say are the lies&lt;br /&gt;we lost all the meaning we lost life's main purpose&lt;br /&gt;in this case we might as well die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;(they say) life' end of the road is to die&lt;br /&gt;the journey is the purpose of life&lt;br /&gt;(they say) live life to the fullest do all that u like&lt;br /&gt;(but) are we allowed to do that in life?&lt;br /&gt;society maps out our lives!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the journey of life is a bore&lt;br /&gt;its tiring, i'm sick of it all&lt;br /&gt;how can i live life to the fullest when there is&lt;br /&gt;so much restriction, i'm bound for condemnation&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of this life my friend&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've just lost and i'm damned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the journey is hopeless&lt;br /&gt;there's no point in living&lt;br /&gt;dying much sooner is a form of relieving&lt;br /&gt;escaping frm reality&lt;br /&gt;but this escape is forever my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking at the world frm a bird's eye view&lt;br /&gt;everyone's looking so small and so cute&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be superman i'll take this dive and i'm free&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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soon'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-112135336254962154</id><published>2005-07-14T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T08:02:42.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>good charlotte: the chronicles of life and death</title><content type='html'>one of my all time faves gotta check one out pple!&lt;br /&gt;so inspirational...so moving.. easy to relate... gotta be one of the bast songs ard.. honest and direct.. peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chronicles of life and death                  arr Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come in cold, you're covered in blood&lt;br /&gt;They're all so happy you've arrived&lt;br /&gt;The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom &lt;br /&gt;She sets you free into this life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And where do you go&lt;br /&gt;With no destination, no map to guide you &lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter; we all end up the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between &lt;br /&gt;These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem &lt;br /&gt;You come in this world, and you go out just the same &lt;br /&gt;Today could be the best day of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And money talks, in this world that's what idiots will say&lt;br /&gt;But you'll find out, that this world is just an idiots parade&lt;br /&gt;Before you go, you've got some questions, and you want answers&lt;br /&gt;But now you're old, cold covered in blood&lt;br /&gt;Right back to where you started from &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between &lt;br /&gt;These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem &lt;br /&gt;You come in this world, and you go out just the same &lt;br /&gt;Today could be the worst day of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between &lt;br /&gt;These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem &lt;br /&gt;You come in this world, and you go out just the same &lt;br /&gt;Today could be the best day of, &lt;br /&gt;Today could be the worst day of,&lt;br /&gt;Today could be the last day of your life.&lt;br /&gt;It's your life&lt;br /&gt;Your life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-112135336254962154?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/112135336254962154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=112135336254962154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112135336254962154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112135336254962154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/07/good-charlotte-chronicles-of-life-and.html' title='good charlotte: the chronicles of life and death'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-112135223535561976</id><published>2005-07-14T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T07:49:02.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its your life</title><content type='html'>sometimes in life we just attack blindly we work so hard for 60 yrs and realize when we wanna enjoy what we sowed we're gonna die.. seriously people... have we lost it all? do we still understand the fundamental basis of the meaning of life...why we live life? seriously does it belong to us? we live our lives on people's expectations be it parents to society to teachers that we sold ourselves out... why cant we live life the way we want do... pursue dreams that we have? but yet again.. can we dream? are we allowed to? its our life? is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this speech by steve jobs the CEO of Apple... just tells us the chronicles of life and death enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'You've got to find what you love,' Jobs says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the text of the Commencement address by Steve Jobs, CEO of Apple Computer and of Pixar Animation Studios, delivered on June 12, 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am honored to be with you today at your commencement from one of the finest universities in the world. I never graduated from college. Truth be told, this is the closest I've ever gotten to a college graduation. Today I want to tell you three stories from my life. That's it. No big deal. Just three stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first story is about connecting the dots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dropped out of Reed College after the first 6 months, but then stayed around as a drop-in for another 18 months or so before I really quit. So why did I drop out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started before I was born. My biological mother was a young, unwed college graduate student, and she decided to put me up for adoption. She felt very strongly that I should be adopted by college graduates, so everything was all set for me to be adopted at birth by a lawyer and his wife. Except that when I popped out they decided at the last minute that they really wanted a girl. So my parents, who were on a waiting list, got a call in the middle of the night asking: "We have an unexpected baby boy; do you want him?" They said: "Of course." My biological mother later found out that my mother had never graduated from college and that my father had never graduated from high school. She refused to sign the final adoption papers. She only relented a few months later when my parents promised that I would someday go to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 17 years later I did go to college. But I naively chose a college that was almost as expensive as Stanford, and all of my working-class parents' savings were being spent on my college tuition. After six months, I couldn't see the value in it. I had no idea what I wanted to do with my life and no idea how college was going to help me figure it out. And here I was spending all of the money my parents had saved their entire life. So I decided to drop out and trust that it would all work out OK. It was pretty scary at the time, but looking back it was one of the best decisions I ever made. The minute I dropped out I could stop taking the required classes that didn't interest me, and begin dropping in on the ones that looked interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't all romantic. I didn't have a dorm room, so I slept on the floor in friends' rooms, I returned coke bottles for the 5¢ deposits to buy food with, and I would walk the 7 miles across town every Sunday night to get one good meal a week at the Hare Krishna temple. I loved it. And much of what I stumbled into by following my curiosity and intuition turned out to be priceless later on. Let me give you one example: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reed College at that time offered perhaps the best calligraphy instruction in the country. Throughout the campus every poster, every label on every drawer, was beautifully hand calligraphed. Because I had dropped out and didn't have to take the normal classes, I decided to take a calligraphy class to learn how to do this. I learned about serif and san serif typefaces, about varying the amount of space between different letter combinations, about what makes great typography great. It was beautiful, historical, artistically subtle in a way that science can't capture, and I found it fascinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something - your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second story is about love and loss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky---I found what I loved to do early in life. Woz and I started Apple in my parents garage when I was 20. We worked hard, and in 10 years Apple had grown from just the two of us in a garage into a $2 billion company with over 4000 employees. We had just released our finest creation - the Macintosh - a year earlier, and I had just turned 30. And then I got fired. How can you get fired from a company you started? Well, as Apple grew we hired someone who I thought was very talented to run the company with me, and for the first year or so things went well. But then our visions of the future began to diverge and eventually we had a falling out. When we did, our Board of Directors sided with him. So at 30 I was out. And very publicly out. What had been the focus of my entire adult life was gone, and it was devastating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't know what to do for a few months. I felt that I had let the previous generation of entrepreneurs down - that I had dropped the baton as it was being passed to me. I met with David Packard and Bob Noyce and tried to apologize for screwing up so badly. I was a very public failure, and I even thought about running away from the valley. But something slowly began to dawn on me – I still loved what I did. The turn of events at Apple had not changed that one bit. I had been rejected, but I was still in love. And so I decided to start over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to me. The heaviness of being successful was replaced by the lightness of being a beginner again, less sure about everything. It freed me to enter one of the most creative periods of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next five years, I started a company named NeXT, another company named Pixar, and fell in love with an amazing woman who would become my wife. Pixar went on to create the worlds first computer animated feature film, Toy Story, and is now the most successful animation studio in the world. In a remarkable turn of events, Apple bought NeXT, I retuned to Apple, and the technology we developed at NeXT is at the heart of Apple's current renaissance. And Laurene and I have a wonderful family together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure none of this would have happened if I hadn't been fired from Apple. It was awful tasting medicine, but I guess the patient needed it. Sometimes life hits you in the head with a brick. Don't lose faith. I'm convinced that the only thing that kept me going was that I loved what I did. You've got to find what you love. And that is as true for your work as it is for your lovers. Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking until you find it. Don't settle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third story is about death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17, I read a quote that went something like: "If you live each day as if it was your last, someday you'll most certainly be right." It made an impression on me, and since then, for the past 33 years, I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: "If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?" And whenever the answer has been "No" for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering that I'll be dead soon is the most important tool I've ever encountered to help me make the big choices in life. Because almost everything - all external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure - these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer. I had a scan at 7:30 in the morning, and it clearly showed a tumor on my pancreas. I didn't even know what a pancreas was. The doctors told me this was almost certainly a type of cancer that is incurable, and that I should expect to live no longer than three to six months. My doctor advised me to go home and get my affairs in order, which is doctor's code for prepare to die. It means to try to tell your kids everything you thought you'd have the next 10 years to tell them in just a few months. It means to make sure everything is buttoned up so that it will be as easy as possible for your family. It means to say your goodbyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived with that diagnosis all day. Later that evening I had a biopsy, where they stuck an endoscope down my throat, through my stomach and into my intestines, put a needle into my pancreas and got a few cells from the tumor. I was sedated, but my wife, who was there, told me that when they viewed the cells under a microscope the doctors started crying because it turned out to be a very rare form of pancreatic cancer that is curable with surgery. I had the surgery and I'm fine now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the closest I've been to facing death, and I hope its the closest I get for a few more decades. Having lived through it, I can now say this to you with a bit more certainty than when death was a useful but purely intellectual concept: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone else's life. Don't be trapped by dogma - which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other's opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, there was an amazing publication called The Whole Earth Catalog, which was one of the bibles of my generation. It was created by a fellow named Stewart Brand not far from here in Menlo Park, and he brought it to life with his poetic touch. This was in the late 1960's, before personal computers and desktop publishing, so it was all made with typewriters, scissors, and polaroid cameras. It was sort of like Google in paperback form, 35 years before Google came along: it was idealistic, and overflowing with neat tools and great notions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stewart and his team put out several issues of The Whole Earth Catalog, and then when it had run its course, they put out a final issue. It was the mid-1970s, and I was your age. On the back cover of their final issue was a photograph of an early morning country road, the kind you might find yourself hitchhiking on if you were so adventurous. Beneath it were the words: "Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish." It was their farewell message as they signed off. Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. And I have always wished that for myself. And now, as you graduate to begin anew, I wish that for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay Hungry. Stay Foolish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-112135223535561976?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/112135223535561976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=112135223535561976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112135223535561976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112135223535561976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-your-life_14.html' title='its your life'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-112101000581918383</id><published>2005-07-10T23:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T08:40:05.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Please come back ( i hope you know)</title><content type='html'>hahaz.. another song that i wrote... plz gimme feed back k? hahaz.. how ya guys out there.. miss ya all and see ya all soon.. peace' out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come back(i know u know)              words and arr. by Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 1&lt;br /&gt;I dream of you&lt;br /&gt;wished you're back here with me&lt;br /&gt;i wished you understand&lt;br /&gt;i need you so badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i dun deserve&lt;br /&gt;your love and symphathy&lt;br /&gt;but i need you desperately&lt;br /&gt;gal plz come back to me( i hope you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;You are my motivation&lt;br /&gt;the strength that pushes me on&lt;br /&gt;the fire dat burns till dawn&lt;br /&gt;u keep my life lighted in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verse 2&lt;br /&gt;I see your face&lt;br /&gt;brings tears to me&lt;br /&gt;brings back those memories&lt;br /&gt;that we spent together happily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss those laughters ringing&lt;br /&gt;those kisses that were everlasting&lt;br /&gt;that bond thats unbreakable&lt;br /&gt;oh gal lets just revive that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge&lt;br /&gt;i dun wanna spend another moment&lt;br /&gt;in darkness thats life without u&lt;br /&gt;gal plz give us one more chance&lt;br /&gt;i swear till death shall do us part!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-112101000581918383?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/112101000581918383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=112101000581918383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112101000581918383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/112101000581918383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/07/please-come-back-i-hope-you-know.html' title='Please come back ( i hope you know)'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111980615144186367</id><published>2005-06-26T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T10:15:51.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone self written track please gimme feedback k?</title><content type='html'>Haiz... just feeling kind of down... sick and tired so i decided to pen a song... check it out.. and gimme yur comments k? thanks peeps miss ya all and see ya soon...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And I feel so alone&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where to go&lt;br /&gt;So insecure&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling now,&lt;br /&gt;Falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody care&lt;br /&gt;The weight on my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;Falls on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;And I cry to no response&lt;br /&gt;The screaming hurts my ears&lt;br /&gt;Society burns my tears&lt;br /&gt;I'm left wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I get up&lt;br /&gt;Someone will hit me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick and tired&lt;br /&gt;Of trying to stand up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;And I scream to no avail&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's leaving now&lt;br /&gt;And I'm left here by myself&lt;br /&gt;Sympathising me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how loud I shout&lt;br /&gt;All I get is echo from the vacuum&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving now&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna find myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;Paranoia creeping&lt;br /&gt;Fear's more than a feeling&lt;br /&gt;Life is just like dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It eats u alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111980615144186367?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111980615144186367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111980615144186367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111980615144186367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111980615144186367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/06/alone-self-written-track-please-gimme.html' title='Alone self written track please gimme feedback k?'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111928359859507144</id><published>2005-06-21T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T09:06:38.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>INFORMATION ON MY BAND'S PERFORMANCE DETAILS FOR SCHOOL OF ROCK</title><content type='html'>TIME:4:50PM&lt;br /&gt;VENUE:SPH AUDITORIUM AT TOA PAYOH(NEAREST MRT BRADDELL)&lt;br /&gt;DATE:28TH JUNE 2005(TUESDAY)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peeps... please some support k? if ya all wanna come and got any queries msg mi at 96969723 k? see ya guys soon.. take care peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111928359859507144?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111928359859507144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111928359859507144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111928359859507144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111928359859507144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/06/information-on-my-bands-performance.html' title='INFORMATION ON MY BAND&apos;S PERFORMANCE DETAILS FOR SCHOOL OF ROCK'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111920206108308818</id><published>2005-06-20T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T10:27:41.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>plz give yur support to the band UNTITLED</title><content type='html'>HI PEEPS.. MI AGAIN... YEA.. MI BAND IS PARTICAPATING IN THE SCHOOOL OF ROCK COMPETITION...INVITING ALL BROS PEEPS AND BUDS PLEASE COME SHOW MI SUPPORT K? HAHAZ... IT WILL BE HELD AT SPH AUDITORIUM THE DATE THEY HAVEN CONFIRM WITH US SO WILL LET U ALL KNOW ASAP K? WILL BE LATE JUNE.. THANKS FOR SHOWING YUR SUPPORT AND HOPE TO HENCE SEE YA GUYS SOON.. UNTITLED WILL BE PERFORMING SIMPLE PLAN'S CRAZY AND REALLI WISH TO SEE YA GUYS THERE... WILL KEEP YA ALL UPDATED PEACE OUT MISS YA ALL NITEZ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111920206108308818?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111920206108308818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111920206108308818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111920206108308818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111920206108308818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/06/plz-give-yur-support-to-band-untitled.html' title='plz give yur support to the band UNTITLED'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111824623356830109</id><published>2005-06-09T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:57:13.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUP PEEPS!!!</title><content type='html'>soriez not been updating for some time lehz...hahaz... hows life ya all? hope ya all doing fine alright... and wat the hack happened to 05B13 site???!!! GONE!!!!! anyways.. oh ya btw.. mi band will be performing in SR in ard august and we may be gigging so suppport k??!!! hahaz lol... will inform u if ya interested bout the time everything k? yea... MISS YA ALL LOTS PPLE!!! 05B13 MI never dies k? three cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;phew works going piling like carzy gotta study... peace out.. regards to all peeps rest well study hard and good luck for exams and ermx watever ya got ed.. peacing out!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111824623356830109?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111824623356830109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111824623356830109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111824623356830109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111824623356830109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/06/sup-peeps.html' title='SUP PEEPS!!!'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111824555990744422</id><published>2005-06-08T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:45:59.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>condemn conformity and the fakes.. i am who i am u gt a prob?</title><content type='html'>realli gettin sick and tired of being sick and tired... first was the relation thingy.. draagy and boring... and a classmate of mine which was a complete error of misconceptualization and misunderstanding that i have of her...i thought she was someone who understood mi...hahaz... as typical mi being stupid... how wrong was i... secondly... teachers... fuck them all ( besides some ya know who ya are)... hypocritical pple nonetheless... but i have to contradict a little that some teachers in SR are brillant.. grattitudes in mi heart which aint vocal...&lt;br /&gt;the rest are hypocrites.. gossiping about mi behaviour behind mi back...&lt;br /&gt;i thnk simply that gal and that bunch of teachers are just dissatisfied cause i aint conforming!!! i aint gonna become wat u wan mi to be!!! i am not gonna change unless i am willing... peroid!&lt;br /&gt;i am sure mi friends know wt kind of person i am and no matter wat happens i shalt not put that mask... dat facade u wan mi to put on.. cause i aint yur shit... this period of time is realli a crisis to mi and i realli hope i pull thru&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYAS.. HOW YA PEEPS OUT THERE???!!! PAK 05B13 4E5 SUP!!! MISS YA GUYS REAL LOTS SIAZ.. HOPEFULLY SEE YA GUYS SOON ALRIGHT? AND KEEP MI UPDATED BOUT YA ED STAY IN CONTACTS.. TREASURED FRIENDSHIPS... PEACE OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111824555990744422?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111824555990744422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111824555990744422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111824555990744422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111824555990744422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/06/condemn-conformity-and-fakes-i-am-who.html' title='condemn conformity and the fakes.. i am who i am u gt a prob?'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111643361483935676</id><published>2005-05-18T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T09:28:51.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blurry by puddle of mudd</title><content type='html'>This song is for her... just wanna keep filling up songs for her which perfectly describe how i feel... hopefully one dae she will stumble across mi site..... and know just how i feel..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so blurry&lt;br /&gt;And everyone's so fake&lt;br /&gt;And everybody's so empty&lt;br /&gt;And everything is so messed up&lt;br /&gt;Pre-occupied without you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live at all&lt;br /&gt;My whole world surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;I stumble then I crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone&lt;br /&gt;You could be my scene&lt;br /&gt;You know that I'll protect you&lt;br /&gt;From all of the obscene&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what your doing&lt;br /&gt;Imagine where you are&lt;br /&gt;There's oceans in between us&lt;br /&gt;But that's not very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away &lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away &lt;br /&gt;When ya shoved it in my face &lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;Can you take it all away&lt;br /&gt;When ya shoved it in my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is changing&lt;br /&gt;There's no one left that's real&lt;br /&gt;To make up your ending&lt;br /&gt;And let me know just how you feel&lt;br /&gt;Cause I am lost without you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot live at all&lt;br /&gt;My whole world surrounds you&lt;br /&gt;I stumble then I crawl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could be my someone&lt;br /&gt;You could be my sea&lt;br /&gt;You know that i will save you&lt;br /&gt;From all of the unclean&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what you're doing&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;There's oceans in between us&lt;br /&gt;But that's not very far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me what you thought&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told me what to say&lt;br /&gt;Everyone showed you where to turn&lt;br /&gt;Told you where to runaway&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told you where to hide&lt;br /&gt;Nobody told you what to say&lt;br /&gt;Everyone showed you where to turn&lt;br /&gt;Showed you where to runaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take it all&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away...&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;You take it all away&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Take it all away&lt;br /&gt;This pain you gave  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and realize finally how i feel...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111643361483935676?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111643361483935676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111643361483935676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111643361483935676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111643361483935676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/05/blurry-by-puddle-of-mudd.html' title='blurry by puddle of mudd'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111634146434146019</id><published>2005-05-17T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T07:51:04.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This THe END of the road?</title><content type='html'>wat A twist of events... i dunno y she suddely treat mi like this... totally nonsensical.. just get quite pissed off cause we have diff beliefs and so we quaarel more den we talk.. i dunno... my fault i guess.. its always anyways to her i guess... den she starts acting like she duuno mi and stuff lidat.. gal u gotta understand how i feel okieza? i mean u gotta learn to emphatize.....&lt;br /&gt;gal... i am not a perfect person.. i have mi flaws... i have mi own personality... gal.. i am HUMAN!!! u cant expect mi to be someone who is like Jesus Christ cause there is no way i can match up to dat... u expect too much frm mi... and there is no way i can live up to so many requirements.. expextations u hsve of mi... i am sorry but the fact remains is that i reallli like u alot... and dats not a crime is it?...... does it warrant mi to be perfect to love u? y MUST IT BE SO HARD WHY???!!! gal... even though i am imperfect... wat i have for u is true honest love... nothing more nothing less i just realli hope that there is still a chance betweeen us&lt;br /&gt;at the mean time i will try my best to live up to yur expextations...&lt;br /&gt;i realli miss those times... now we are all so cold.. y?&lt;br /&gt;i wil respect yur decision on taking it slow but i hope in the fufture we can be togther...&lt;br /&gt;just because i am not perfect does not mean i do  not love u honestli... haiz.. i realli dunno wat to sae to u.. i feel angry yet i cant bear to.. tried to find someone else but no one can replace the weightage of u in mi heart.. even id it sounds cliche... i dun care thats just how i feel...&lt;br /&gt;i know u dun like mi to blog bout such stuff.. but guess thats the onli way to get it across to u... stupidly i realli love u alot...&lt;br /&gt;hope we can get it going slowli and see where it brings us... love ya peeps.. mark signing off.. take care u guys alright&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111634146434146019?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111634146434146019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111634146434146019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111634146434146019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111634146434146019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/05/is-this-end-of-road.html' title='Is This THe END of the road?'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111634299281530462</id><published>2005-05-17T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T08:16:32.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars</title><content type='html'>guess this songs just so approprate... my feeling are lilke haiz... anyways.. check this out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut&lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much&lt;br /&gt;My scars remind me that the past is real&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;and I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home&lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain&lt;br /&gt;and I can't help to fix myself&lt;br /&gt;Your making me insane&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once&lt;br /&gt;A kiss will only vise&lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down&lt;br /&gt;But you never realized&lt;br /&gt;That your drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand&lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down&lt;br /&gt;and I just wanna be alone&lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever came around&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home?&lt;br /&gt;Cause your drowning in the water&lt;br /&gt;and I tried to grab your hand&lt;br /&gt;and I left my heart open&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;but you didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;You fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself&lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus x2&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111634299281530462?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111634299281530462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111634299281530462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111634299281530462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111634299281530462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/05/scars.html' title='Scars'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111553867718670572</id><published>2005-05-08T15:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T00:51:17.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finalli got time blog...while studying history!!!</title><content type='html'>gosh.. i cant believe how long i didnt touch mi com.. like 1-2 wks???!!! nuts siaz... sup ppple.. hows life? cheers to those frm FTP and 05B13!! how u guys comin along in ya own JCs and polys.. hope ya guys doing fine ed?!&lt;br /&gt;nowadaes mi reallli busy siaz... in school so much tests his week alone gt history econs lit!!! headache siaz...&lt;br /&gt;i felt that inone of the ways i came SR is a blessing is that i met this special someone... hope dat she will remain special...k wait i dunno wat i saeing...hahaz... anyways..... she saes that she wants more time to understand each other before having a relationship...well... guess i gotta agree...hahaz... i do enjoy courting her.. which is the status quo...hahaz... hope that in the end we can be together... wrote alot of songs for her hope 1 dae she would listen when i have the guts to show her...hahaz... in  i opinion sending her home everydae is a previllege i dun wanna lose...&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. wish mi luck k okiez? hahaz...peace&lt;br /&gt;debate wise.. yea thanks EMU... i did get onto the first team of SR... the team does have potential k? hahaz...... for the SMU hammers yuppy think will be taking part.. for exposure... yea now prepping for ACJC invites... yea&lt;br /&gt;pple frm 05B13 can the outing be on june hols lidat gt more time? asap reply k? luv ya all peace out!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111553867718670572?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111553867718670572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111553867718670572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111553867718670572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111553867718670572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/05/finalli-got-time-blogwhile-studying.html' title='finalli got time blog...while studying history!!!'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111366319411429069</id><published>2005-04-16T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T07:53:14.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rough draft by yellowcard.. super nice</title><content type='html'>like a saturday night i'll be gone &lt;br /&gt;like a saturday night i'll be gone before you knew i was there &lt;br /&gt;so you wrote it down, im supposed to care &lt;br /&gt;even though its never there &lt;br /&gt;sorry if im not prepared &lt;br /&gt;is it hard to see the things you substitute &lt;br /&gt;for me and all my thoughts of you &lt;br /&gt;its eating me alive to leave you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its childish and maybe its wrong &lt;br /&gt;but so is your blank stare in lieu of this song &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont want to be, dont want to be wrong &lt;br /&gt;your leaving me, your leaving me in lieu of this song &lt;br /&gt;breathing in your skin tonight &lt;br /&gt;quiet is my loudest cry &lt;br /&gt;wouldn't want to wake the eyes that make me melt inside &lt;br /&gt;and if its healthier to leave you be &lt;br /&gt;may a sickness come and set me free &lt;br /&gt;kill me while i still believe that you were meant for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding my own words, my own little stage &lt;br /&gt;my own epic drama, my own scripted page &lt;br /&gt;ill send you the rough draft, i'll seal it with tears &lt;br /&gt;maybe you'll read it and i'll reapear &lt;br /&gt;from the start it was shaky, and the characters rash &lt;br /&gt;a nice setting for heartache where emotions come last &lt;br /&gt;all i have deep inside, to overcome is desired &lt;br /&gt;of friendly intentions and fairweathers smiles &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a saturday night i'll be gone &lt;br /&gt;reapt x3 &lt;br /&gt;like a saturday night i'll be gone before you knew i was there  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;P.S just felt this song is meaningful so yea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111366319411429069?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111366319411429069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111366319411429069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111366319411429069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111366319411429069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/04/rough-draft-by-yellowcard-super-nice.html' title='Rough draft by yellowcard.. super nice'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111357728745983068</id><published>2005-04-15T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T08:01:27.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Debate... its an uphill battle for mi... must presevere...</title><content type='html'>This is life?????????&lt;br /&gt;tiring siaz... the school cirriculum getting more and more heated up .. can start to feel the heat...hahaz&lt;br /&gt;histoey still okiez... econs is fun.. lit is like chimology.. wat will be will be... stuff like dat.. wa lau... siao liaoz!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaz.. kidding lahz.. lit still quite okiez too.. interesting...&lt;br /&gt;CCA.. wah dat one no joke.. super stress siaz... Mr singh and chaco very fierce lahz... crazy wan... darn sarcastic.. phew... debates realli killing mi.. but too bad its mi passsion.. sooooooooooo... gotta carry on with it... yeah.. DEBATES RAWKS&lt;br /&gt;1A01 of SRJC rawks... lurve that place.. pple there are so cool!!!!!! (sup BELLE!!!lolxx...)&lt;br /&gt;anyways busy like siao for debates... guys when u guys want the outing to be 05B13???!!! tag mi asap ed?...... see ya all very very soon??? peace out!&lt;br /&gt;P.S wats jingy doing in AC debates..........hmmmm...hmmmmm....hmmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111357728745983068?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111357728745983068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111357728745983068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111357728745983068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111357728745983068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/04/debate-its-uphill-battle-for-mi-must.html' title='Debate... its an uphill battle for mi... must presevere...'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111314662030967493</id><published>2005-04-10T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T08:30:17.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Settled contented happy...</title><content type='html'>Yawnz...... again found time to blog... just miss the first three mths alot... miss zhao skool alot... wonder hows all mi peeps doin... a shout out for ya all WASSUP 05B13!!!!!!!.. hahaz.. yeah.. drop mmi on how ya all doin ed?..&lt;br /&gt;SRJC's been great.. teachers are great pple there are great.. debates theyre all great...&lt;br /&gt;and speaking bout debates this few wks are gonna be hectic for me...&lt;br /&gt;just so much talent in the debate squad makes competiton so heated up in the trials... but i aint gonna flinch.. i am aiming to become the chosen three to the squad... hope i do make it...  hahaz... crossing fingers now...&lt;br /&gt;studying pressure yeah.. starting to feel it now...&lt;br /&gt;loads of lit history econs gp chi stuff to study bout.. den  still got pw.. whoa.. logging off now.. blog again soon.. p.s zixuan... plz msg mi.. gt something to ask u dude.. urgent!!! actualli not that urgent but yeah.. plz do get to mi soon ed?... peace out ppeps!OH YA THANKS PPLE FOR TAGGING AND THANKS PAKKY FOR DAT BOOST FOR MI MORALE.. HOPE TO SEE YA ALL SOON.. LUV YA PEEPS!!! SUP DEEK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111314662030967493?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111314662030967493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111314662030967493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111314662030967493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111314662030967493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/04/settled-contented-happy.html' title='Settled contented happy...'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111270844143002045</id><published>2005-04-05T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T06:40:41.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Super tiring siaz.. and its onli the beginning!!!</title><content type='html'>............................JC finalli started proper classes.. now suddenli start to miss orientation times... haiz...miss those five mths when i just slack thru it.. now.. wah.. HUGE change tolifestyle lorz...&lt;br /&gt;BUT must adapt lorz.. its just life wat.. todae i gt into pre u seminar... YEA!!!.. after mi debate coach finalli allowed mi to go for the course...&lt;br /&gt;speaking bout debates .. TOMORROW'S THE TRIALS!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so scared lorz.. wat if i dun make it to the starting squad.. wat if wat if wat if wat if wat if wat if wat if............&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. pple wish mi luck ed!&lt;br /&gt;logging off.. yawnz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111270844143002045?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111270844143002045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111270844143002045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111270844143002045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111270844143002045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/04/super-tiring-siaz-and-its-onli.html' title='Super tiring siaz.. and its onli the beginning!!!'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111252001386702821</id><published>2005-04-03T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:20:13.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back blogging...</title><content type='html'>Sup pple.. thanks for tagging...yeah...fnalli culd fine time to blog... seem just SO busy the past week... JC life realli hectic lorz... This week applied for a few CCas went for pre u seminar audition...den gt debate trials coming wed.....fun but tiring... but in life we just have to compromise right?... yeah... now currentli as i am blogging mi doing research for debates..hahhaz...anyways for those who ask where i am i am in SRJC...intialli i thought it sucked by now i think SR is the onli plzce i wanna be in... just this unexplainable bond...haiz.. even thought i am finalli settled at SR.. i still miss FTP 4E5(2004) AND 05B13(2005 MI).. I MEAN THESE ARE TWO IMPT CLASSES IN MI LIFE...!!! "we had joy we had fun we had seasons in the sun".. wateva fuck the song continues... but yeah.. hahaz.. this song just suits 4e5 and 05B13 ed?...luv ya guys...and gals... pple frm both continents plz update mi where ya are now.. gimme a tag ed?.. blog soon again.. PEACE OUT! more songs to be posted soon.. need all of ya comments again.. will keep u notified.. PEACE OUT!(again)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111252001386702821?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111252001386702821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111252001386702821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111252001386702821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111252001386702821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/04/back-blogging.html' title='Back blogging...'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111133079151552277</id><published>2005-03-20T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T06:59:51.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wat a moving and emotional blog.. Mark salutes ya Cyndi!</title><content type='html'>yeah.. mi again.. blogging... plz tag mi on comments of mi two songs  PLZ..... might be recording .. depending on ya comments ed?...... well... just finished talking to Cyn on MSN... nvr seen her since we last broke up.. kinda miss her a little...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..  den she told mi she had been blogging for the past 1 yr!&lt;br /&gt;finding it interesting on wat she had to blog.. i went to look at it.. wat was in it took mi on the verge of tears...&lt;br /&gt;wat was in it was  the most honest reflection of love life.. and beyond... it had stories of the most heart wrenching yet behind every one lies enlightenment... i swear peeps!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...if u guys wanna take a look... ask mi and i would tell u her add... she's cool i swear...&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. just felt i gotta sae all these...&lt;br /&gt;logging off... luv ya peeps.. ya too cyn! god bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111133079151552277?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111133079151552277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111133079151552277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111133079151552277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111133079151552277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/wat-moving-and-emotional-blog-mark.html' title='Wat a moving and emotional blog.. Mark salutes ya Cyndi!'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111129324199034702</id><published>2005-03-19T12:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:36:23.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess it is just paranoia.. which is a blessing in duiguise</title><content type='html'>Blogging in the morning since was too tiredlast night.. yeah.. anyways was glad United won 1-0 aganist Fulham last night... even though it was a small margin.. well.. at least they won...hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;I've realized after so much thinking that i was pissed for nothing after the past few daes...it originated from nothing at all...&lt;br /&gt;i felt i wasnt being rationale for the past few daes at all... and yesterdae afternoon after a pretty long talk with f... and thinking over it miself.. guess its realli paranoia.. but well.. it originates because u think too much isnt it..hahz.. i dunno...&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. glad the air has already been cleared...signing off.. sup peeps...OH YA!!!!!!! BTW.. plz gimme yur comments on a new song i've just wrotek?....... just scroll down you'll see it.. titled MY WORDS... thanka... adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111129324199034702?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111129324199034702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111129324199034702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111129324199034702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111129324199034702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-guess-it-is-just-paranoia-which-is.html' title='I guess it is just paranoia.. which is a blessing in duiguise'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111129230209818701</id><published>2005-03-19T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:25:03.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A special entry for that special someone.. Mark's self written track #2</title><content type='html'>Titled: My words                           Words and arr by Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello gal, can u hear my words?&lt;br /&gt;Come over here, i'll whisper in yur ears&lt;br /&gt;U mean too much to me, it's like it's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts in one beating right against the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(but) I dunno how to phrase&lt;br /&gt;my words they  sound cliche&lt;br /&gt;I'm so afraid u might think that i'm a fake&lt;br /&gt;So I procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that dae would come&lt;br /&gt;When it'll  all come out right&lt;br /&gt;And u would know just how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Plz  tell mi wat to do&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in love with u&lt;br /&gt;Come over baby and whisper in mi ear&lt;br /&gt;Gal do drop mi a hint&lt;br /&gt;Cause i'm drowning in mi fears&lt;br /&gt;Mi paranoia of losing u tonight... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno wat to do&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so confused&lt;br /&gt;As everydae pass, I feel like I am losing u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost I have no mood&lt;br /&gt;Gal help to pull mi though&lt;br /&gt;Cause ALL I'VE GOT TO PULL MI THROUGH ARE MEMORIES OF U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;i'll hold yur hand frm now&lt;br /&gt;i'll never let it go&lt;br /&gt;i'll be yur guarding angel&lt;br /&gt;Protect u through yur life&lt;br /&gt;If u would let mi to&lt;br /&gt;If u would let mi to&lt;br /&gt;If u would let mi to...&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------End------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111129230209818701?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111129230209818701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111129230209818701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111129230209818701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111129230209818701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/special-entry-for-that-special-someone.html' title='A special entry for that special someone.. Mark&apos;s self written track #2'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111106741777224196</id><published>2005-03-17T21:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T06:33:45.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm sick of this life I just wanna scream how could this happen to me?"</title><content type='html'>Todae.. was a dae which... i felt was.. unexplainable... I feel this life is full of unexpected things.. pleasant and unpleasant alike.. &lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. i dunno if it's paranoia or wat.. but i just dunno wats goin on in my life... i met F 2 daes ago.. just gotta know her... and todae was suppposed to meet up with her.. &lt;br /&gt;yeah. i mean we did.. but things didnt turn out quite right..ya know.. thats life.. u always fuck up...&lt;br /&gt;her friend tagged along.. and i felt like a loser.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;i felt it turned out bad.. or maybe its just paranoia winning mi belief in miself...&lt;br /&gt;hope dat mi and F would ya know.. get better...&lt;br /&gt;i just felt like a loser for a dae... haiz... crying like a loser...&lt;br /&gt;just for todae..&lt;br /&gt;hell&lt;br /&gt;hope it would be better..haiz.. dunno wat to sae...logging off&lt;br /&gt;luv ya 05b13...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111106741777224196?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111106741777224196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111106741777224196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111106741777224196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111106741777224196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-sick-of-this-life-i-just-wanna_17.html' title='&quot;I&apos;m sick of this life I just wanna scream how could this happen to me?&quot;'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111081576746436798</id><published>2005-03-15T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T07:56:07.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another dae...</title><content type='html'>Todae was just like another day.. suprisingly.. blogging has become an addiction for me...woke up at eleven  was realli a luxury soon to be disposessed from me.. life at SRJC sure is gonna be full of unexpected surprises.. i still am afraid that i would lose contact with the current MI gang.. thay realli mean so much.........&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. den mum dad brought mi for lunch.. den reachh hm ard 3.. more slacking b4 logging onto msn  for non-sstop chatting... updated my project rockstar... and ermx.. now blogging...&lt;br /&gt;1 thought struck mi mind though.. its bout teenage love... haiz... seriousli.. i feel that something i thought to be so straight foward ended up to be one full of tangles and complications.. close friends who tell mi bout their situations realli make mi speechless... and dat i realli dunno how to solve them.. perhaps.. i'm still too immature.. loggin off... adios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111081576746436798?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111081576746436798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111081576746436798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111081576746436798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111081576746436798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-dae.html' title='Just another dae...'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111081346537128674</id><published>2005-03-14T23:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T07:31:30.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A special entry.. Mark's Demo Track#1</title><content type='html'>Titled:Waiting                               Words and arr by Mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're out there having fun&lt;br /&gt;with some guys i don't know&lt;br /&gt;while i'm here still waiting&lt;br /&gt;for yur call i'm faltering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no mood to do&lt;br /&gt;all the things i'm asked to&lt;br /&gt;just waiting and waiting&lt;br /&gt;by the phone hope it rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;foolishly waiting, foolishly waiting&lt;br /&gt;hoping soon you'll be back to me&lt;br /&gt;hopelessly waiting, hopelessly waiting&lt;br /&gt;when are u comin home?&lt;br /&gt;desperately waiting desperateli waiting&lt;br /&gt;cause u mean too much to me&lt;br /&gt;i'm falling, i'm falling&lt;br /&gt;for u i'll wait for all my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me, here hanging&lt;br /&gt;with no rhyme or reason&lt;br /&gt;heart shattered, hopes fallen&lt;br /&gt;tears streaming down my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how could u (be) so heartless&lt;br /&gt;(now)i'm feeling so helpless&lt;br /&gt;but i'll still be waiting&lt;br /&gt;for u to come home soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bridge&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday you feel lost and you're fallen&lt;br /&gt;i'll still be there with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;i'll hold u tight, assure that you're fine&lt;br /&gt;i'll hold u right throught the night&lt;br /&gt;i wont sae goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    ---------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a special note to MX&lt;br /&gt;Cherished the times that we spent together&lt;br /&gt;it maybe short but time's not a factor&lt;br /&gt;remember mefor i'll always be there&lt;br /&gt;and all that i've got to pull mi through&lt;br /&gt;are MEMORIES OF YOU...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111081346537128674?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111081346537128674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111081346537128674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111081346537128674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111081346537128674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/special-entry-marks-demo-track1.html' title='A special entry.. Mark&apos;s Demo Track#1'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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-11419523.post-111073143850773426</id><published>2005-03-14T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T08:30:38.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always a first time...</title><content type='html'>Finalli created a blog for myself...and i feel that havin a blog is nt such a bad thing after all..... and during this first posting i suddenlly feel that there is so much i wannna sae.. so much i wanna get off mi chest...&lt;br /&gt;Gettein into Millenia Institute is realli more den just an experience for mi... wat it had in stored for mi was somethin i did not expect...&lt;br /&gt;i initialli entered MI just for the sake of passin the boring 3 mths b4 the 0s are released.. den i was allocated into 05B13.. never did i know 05B13 had soooooo much instored for mi...&lt;br /&gt;I found hopefully would be LIFELONG FRIENDS..i found great musicians... so mani pple dat appreciated music... i found pple whom i can click with...and i realli wanna thank these friends and BRUDDERS that i've made...realli...thanks for everythang...&lt;br /&gt;Though there were disputes and "ostracizing" of certain pple.. i mean at the end of the dae.. we'll still a class and i think...dat 10 yrs down the road.. these ostracizing realli aint worth it...&lt;br /&gt;(ah-su-dave-) youre forgiven...bastard...&lt;br /&gt;nt forgettin steph wong.. even though she always call mi "animal" i still think she's cool.. yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Aanyways..05B13 is something that has already reserved a special corner in my heart.. and even though i am reluctant to close this chpt.. i have to.. move on.. but it sure is one colourful one.. adios 05B13.. love ya peeps.. signin off...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11419523-111073143850773426?l=believe-with-faith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/feeds/111073143850773426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11419523&amp;postID=111073143850773426' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111073143850773426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11419523/posts/default/111073143850773426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://believe-with-faith.blogspot.com/2005/03/theres-always-first-time.html' title='There&apos;s always a first time...'/><author><name>version_88</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13827756629347657531</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>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
