<?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-8261998</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:05:40.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesdays with Safith</title><subtitle type='html'>This is A blog?? yeah rite..haha...come on this freaky journey with me...and we'll share lotsa stuff.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261998.post-115070428827658277</id><published>2006-06-19T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T01:09:58.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bride has taken her Death Toll.</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm back. Let's see, what have we missed? Whoa okay, I haven't blogged in months. Alright, recently. My really close friend from KL paid us a visit. He's like 23, and his visit made a great impact on me. We share very similar interests, one being music. He was influenced a lot by The OC, meaning he gets most of his music from there. When he let me in to his list, it was unbelievable. Indie. And he thought me how to listen properly. The lyrics are emotional and meaningful. Its not all about breakups and girls like some people think they are, its about everything else around them. I feel, honestly, like a new person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shankra also talked to me about my friends in a way. I now realise who my real friends really are. I know who're the "friends" I have who probably don't give a rats ass about my existence. Such an idiot I was to keep fooling myself. Let's move on, guys, there's so much more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trella. Non- existent? I don't know. We haven't jammed at all this holiday. We're supposed to be having a gig soon, but thats off I guess. Too late for that now. Issues. We have members who aren't spontaneous. We all don't agree much with each other. Worst of all, we're drifting apart. No surprise there. From the best of friends to just mere aquaintances. Spark another owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read another book, To kill a mockingbird. To me, that is one of the best books ever written. Brilliant. I was so captivated I even searched for the movie. 1962. Classic. It's a really meanigful book by Harper Lee on rascism, assumptions and improper judgement. Give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school band is progressing. Just had band camp and it was tiring yet fun. We did so much shit and slept late, woke up early. Itwas the best on the last day. Sabotaging the juniors. Alright so i'm playing the drums for two songs, bongos for one,bass drum and percussions for the others. Tickets are going to be on sale soon, and everyone reading this entry right now has to come. The songs are great and I really hope that you guys would enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I believe that's all I have for now. Don't worry, i'll try to blog soon. If I have a story to tell, you guys will definitely fine it here. Take care guys, watch every step you take and don't make assumptions! Assuming is the dumbest thing one can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Sunburn"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Come waste your millions here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Secretly she sneers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Another corporate show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A guilty conscience grows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll feel a guilty conscience grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I'll feel a guilty conscience grow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She burns like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I can't look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And she'll burn our horizons make no mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Come let the truth be shared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;No-one ever dared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To break these endless lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Secretly she cries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She burns like the sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I can't look away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And she'll burn our horizons make no mistake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'll hide from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Behind a broken frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'll burn foreverI can't face the shame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'll hide from the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Behind a broken frame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;And I'll burn foreverI can't face the shame &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safith&lt;br /&gt;Angel X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-115070428827658277?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/115070428827658277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=115070428827658277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/115070428827658277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/115070428827658277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2006/06/bride-has-taken-her-death-toll.html' title='The Bride has taken her Death Toll.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-114051935744040227</id><published>2006-02-21T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T02:55:57.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonlight Sonata</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well good day to everyone reading my blog on this fine Tuesday! I must apologise for my inability to be with you for the past few Tuesdays, for I was truly busy with work. School for one's getting tougher each day. I must admit though, that if you pay attention and focus your mind to do your work, you will enjoy it. Therefore, I am enjoying school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Quite a shocker, that one. Alright moving on, straight Line of Fire is doing great we've got a few more new s0ngs and we're trying to improvise all our originals. Speaking of bands, my buddy Avery has broken his knuckle. He got into a fight and that was the outcome. Poor Ave. So SLOF hasn't got a bassist now unless Bong  takes Avery's place till he gets better. Sigh. You win some and you lose some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Within the week, I have already finished reading The Little Prince and started on Eragon, again. The Little Prince is quite the popular children's book that basically tells us about a boy who leaves the safety of his planet to explore. He had a lil' flower on his planet which he loved dearly and he encouters many strange adults(portraying exactly how the adults now are really like). Its  good, short story that I encourage to those who don't usually read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Eragon is an awesum book for me, i've readit once and i'm doing so again. After reading this, i'm going to buy the next second book of the Eragon trilogy. Hope to get that soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Above all, that is as much as I can tel you for this Tuesday. A measely excuse for an entry it may seem, but I truly enjoyed sharing this with all of you. With nothing more to say, I bid thee farewell and a good day. Thank ye'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Strange noises fill the lone atmosphere,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody else could tell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But the words that were being said couldn't be heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Why would the clouds roll and the birds sing when they know of this tragedy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The trepidation that surrounded us was overpowering,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The carnage so visible that blood could be regarded as pure water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The regrets and romances we all experience is not what we claim it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think before saying, look before leaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angel X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-114051935744040227?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/114051935744040227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=114051935744040227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/114051935744040227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/114051935744040227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2006/02/moonlight-sonata.html' title='Moonlight Sonata'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-113869289557110475</id><published>2006-01-30T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:47:16.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I write sins, not tragedies.</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bloody cool Tuesday it is today! I hope everyone out there is enjoying their break from school. A long weekend is damn rewarding, eversince the successful play. Honestly, i'm missing the girls much, much. Speaking about missing..I have school work! Argh. Anyways, Happy Chinese New Year all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I just read another book, that totally relates to my life. The book is titled, "The King of Whatever" by Kirsten Murphy. Joe King( the main character),is basically your average Joe. He's in his year 12, not much of a differene from me. He's the youngest of two overachieving siblings( I'm the youngest too!), has no idea of what he is going to do with his life( Joe King, you're obviously not alone) and has just discovered that the girl he likes is going out with his bestfriend( Hmm, now why does that seem familiar? Haha kiddin'!). Alright, so Joe King is in his school years, trying to figure out what he wants in life. He's got friends who obviously know what they want to do with their future, and are way ahead of him in terms of BGR. BGR is important if you think about it. Anyways, Joe finds out his best friend is going out with the girl he likes, he hates the best friend..( typical).. After some time, he thinks it over and realises that he actually isn't in good terms with his best friend because he felt he always had to live off Lawrence(Best friend) and had to rely on others. Oh dont worry people, they become good friends again because of a certain event(for me to know and you to find out) and Joe realises what he wants in his life. He know's he's mediocre, but knows that he has his own abilities. He also finds a new flavour yo! Haha anyways, it was a truly good read.. And if you would like to give it a try, just let me know and i'll be glad to lend it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo. Recently, my friend mentioned that he's getting sick of emo. Lyrics, the music..Whatever. I'm here to prove a point.Now listen. Emo is short for emotion. Without emotion, there is no life. Many people out there think emo is pointless and outrageous. Here's the thing. Do you know that your pop shit has emo in it too? I guess you didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparison. Have any of you come across angry pop? Or happy metal? Not many out there yea. Emo. There's happy emo, sad emo, angry emo..Whatever. Thing is, music runs on emotion. To write lyrics you got to have emotions. For example, Ashlee Simpsons - Lala. My God that is one horny song. Fans of Ashlee would know what I mean. Go listen to it. She was obviously feeling playful when she wrote that yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Emo music basically explains everything. You can be happy, or sad.. And you'd definitely get your point across on how you're feeling. Don't get emo all wrong. Oh and i'm not very hard on about the emo bands going mainstream.Why should I care? Good music should be shared, besides..I'm not the one making it go mainstream..Its the bands choice if they want to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;So, enough said. Life's like that, easy come, easy go. Like hip-hop, its all happy-go-lucky yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta for now, i'll see you guys next Tuesday. Leave your tags and comments!Till then, GHEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to float.To relish the weightlessness, like soaring angels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;It begins with my feet and slowly rises up, engulfing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;My body, my instrument. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Changing with the beat of music, the rythm of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Gliding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want to feel electricity coursing through my veins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah, electricity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want wings. Fly. Flew. Flown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Safith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Angel X.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-113869289557110475?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/113869289557110475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=113869289557110475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113869289557110475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113869289557110475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-write-sins-not-tragedies.html' title='I write sins, not tragedies.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-113815689747768346</id><published>2006-01-24T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T18:41:37.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramatic Emo Story</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guess what? The first day of my performance was a great success! There were a few problems here and there.. Haha but it was all good!I hope everyone who came enjoyed themselves. All of us worked really hard for this play and we certainly enjoyed it.The kiss was awesum right guys? Obviously, we actors and actresses have our secrets =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, at first many of us were freaking out, getting butterflies in the stomach,getting all nervous.. But in the end, we just did the damn thing! Haha we were all laughing together with the audience.. It was truly an amazing experience.. So for those who missed it.. Come today! Its our last performance and i'm sure we'll do a better job becuase we know what to do and to look out for. Haha alright.. I think i've said just about enough for today.. I got blisters on my feet bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read the Da Vinci Code! It's a really interesting read guys, give it a try. See ya'll' next tuesday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to wait, this is out of control.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will find a way without you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even with the trepidation around me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Killing me softly with your eyes,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I only long for one last kiss...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe.. Just maybe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Angel X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-113815689747768346?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/113815689747768346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=113815689747768346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113815689747768346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113815689747768346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2006/01/dramatic-emo-story.html' title='Dramatic Emo Story'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-113750456132714775</id><published>2006-01-17T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T05:34:53.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impact of Reason.</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone,who's reading my blog on a Tuesday! Alright so I've been having much drama rehearsals at SJC( St.Josephs Convent). You now, I keep telling myself that I really despise going there every time to act. However, I really do enjoy my practices with the girls because it really feels like i'm getting closer to all of them as the time passes. It's going to be very awkward not going to SjC after the play is over and done with. I'm definitely going to miss the girls and the script. Thank you all so much for giving me the opportunity =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case some of you don't know, the play is on the 24th and the 25th of January. If you want to catch the play email me or text me via MSN or phone. It'll be a really great show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't jammed yet. I'm realy looking forward to SLOF's next jamming session, which would probably be this Saturday. We're going o try out our new repertoire and our originals. Can hardly wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, my life's been going about quite fine. I'm currently reading 'The Da Vinci Code' by Dan Brown. It's a really interesting read. Once you get started, you won't stop. Give it a try! Haha, it's not as blesphamous as I thought it would be. Read more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I want to do after the O' levels! I want to do mass comm', but i feel the requirements are quite high. Nonetheless I won't give up. Other than that, I basically want to do something in the media. Haha.. Hey I want to try to get in the Singapore Symphonic Orchestra! I'm going to start with my exams soon, my teacher said that he would give me one to one classes and he'll drill me to get me into shape. Haha I can't wait! However i'm not taking the exams at Yamaha. I'll be taking it at Music Maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make my heart ache with this dramatic emo song. Nothing can bring me down. My love for it stays for as long as I live. My passion. My music. Drop Dead Emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-113750456132714775?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/113750456132714775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=113750456132714775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113750456132714775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113750456132714775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2006/01/impact-of-reason.html' title='The Impact of Reason.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-113726093802699953</id><published>2006-01-14T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T09:48:58.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What sound does a mastadon make-</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's the news fellow readers. I've changed the name of my blog from "safithrocks" to "tuesdayswithsafith". Now that means, that i'll blog only on Tuesdays from now onwards. I figure it'll be easier for me, because it'll only be a once-a-week thing. So that's great! Come back every Tuesdays for an update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now for some blgging. Two days ago, Friday the 13th, I went for a gig at Ngee Ann Poly. Many bands played but me and my friends were actually going there to watch Caracal. They played last, unfortunately.. But hey! it was worth the wait. Those guys really know how to move and play their instruments. Martin had excellent energy on the drums. Remarkable style, if I may add. The next person who caught my eyes was Field. Now he is an awesome guitarist. He moved so well, I was stoked to mosh and move with him. The whole of Caracal played with pride. A good band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of bands, My band Straight Line Of Fire (S.L.O.F), has been coming up with a few originals. It's really great, being in a band with these talented people. We can really create music together. That's what I love about SLOF. Thanks guys,( if you're reading), for giving me a chance to work with you. It's a true honour. Visit our blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I think i've said quite enough for today.Plus, its a Sunday. Not a Tuesday. So i'll see you guys on Tuesday! Please leave a tag aight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The name 'tuesdayswithsafith' came about because I was reading a book called, Tuesdays with Morrie. It was a truly great read and it really did tell me much about life. Try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  With no more words to spare, I depart from this daytime TV..&lt;br /&gt;                               Leaving you with nothing more, than a line in your book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Diary, my teenage angst has a body count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safith&lt;br /&gt;                        Angel X.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-113726093802699953?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/113726093802699953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=113726093802699953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113726093802699953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113726093802699953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2006/01/what-sound-does-mastadon-make.html' title='What sound does a mastadon make-'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-113328807022478348</id><published>2005-11-29T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T10:14:30.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreamclub Murder</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well, well, well. Hasn't it been sometime since I last blogged. Haha, sorry guys. Alright. What have I been doing. I'm currently working on a play with CHIJ SJC's Centrestage(Drama). I'm jamming more. I found some way awesum bands.Like way, way cool.            -Drop dead emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I have an obssession. I love wings. Any wings. I like the wings the beautiful fairies fly around with.I love the wings the Angels spread when they take off to help an innocent. The gracefulness of them. The beauty. Know what I really want? A girl with wings(be it fake or real) to come up to me. That would be so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Haha, just that day I was on the phone with someone. Haven't spoken to her for quite a while. And even if we do speak, we'd end up arguing. But this time, no arguments. Just plain talking. I  found out so much stuff. Haha. Chauvinist Casanova. It was nice talking to you on the phone though(cept for the bloody casanova part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Anyways. I just don't get it. Why's it that every girl thinks i'm a player? Why do they all think i'm just a typical guy who loves playing around with girls? Hogwash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                    - I don't have the abilities to get to know many girls.&lt;br /&gt;                                    - I  know some girls, but i never play around with them. Right?!&lt;br /&gt;                                    - Bloody hell, how can I be a player with the above stated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         To be a player, I feel that he should at least have the looks. "Hello!Look at me!?"  I'm no player. I love girls. I admit. Which guy doesn't except for Bong(kiddin la bongsasa!) Okay scratch that. True. I love girls. I love them enough to respect them more. Come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Haha, enough of that talk. Just needed to tell you guys that I'm not what you always thought I was. Haha. But i'm still a lil' Naughty boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Made friends with a few more people. I really love that.Awesum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A torch for me; let wantons,light of heart,&lt;br /&gt;Tickle the senseless rushes with their heels;&lt;br /&gt;For I am proverbed with a grandshire  phrase-&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a candle-holder and look on:&lt;br /&gt;The game was never so fair, and I am done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Had fun at the birthday celebrations today. Happy birthday to Joey and Andrea! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats about all. I'm quite done. Don't worry..Something tells me i'm going to be blogging in a few days to come. This week again for sure =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come not within the measure of my wrath.                                                                     I want you so bad, when will you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                     Can't you give in. No. I'll make you see.                    Care.Concern.Attention.Love.                                                                      All for you, from me. You'll know who you are soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           End for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel X - Safith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-113328807022478348?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/113328807022478348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=113328807022478348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113328807022478348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/113328807022478348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/11/dreamclub-murder.html' title='Dreamclub Murder'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112995517244411957</id><published>2005-10-21T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:27:57.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Minute For a Lesson,Another for Your Obsession.</title><content type='html'>Listen,&lt;br /&gt;The storm blew up late that afternoon, tight, gray clouds hustling over the lake like dirty,balled-up sweat socks spilling from a basket. A chilly wind knocked leaves from the elms,oaks,and maples at the water's edge. The white phlox and yellow-eyed sunflowers bowed their heads before it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relate this to the current situation. What's going on with me? What's going on with you?&lt;br /&gt;I have feelings just like everyone, even you. Try to understand me,for who I really am. Don't listen to someone else, who wasn't even there in the first place. I may not have known you that long, but I know what kind of person you are. Do you want to go on living behind people? That's what everyone but your "friends" think of you. And before you judge me, did you bother asking me about what was actually wrong with me? Did you ask me if there was anythin else that was bothering me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell no. You don't know what i'm thinking now. This whole year's been filled with new things. Talents,music,friends,girls. If you were smart enough, you'd fucking know why i'm so pissed and bummed. Because not everyone is going through your fucking "happiness". You finally got what you've been wanting for ages. What about me? Why is it that I don't get what I want? Fuck all of you. You don't even know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Language has limitations whereas truth has none. To try to apprehend the truth through language is to stray further and further away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the mind funtion freely and not dwell on anythin else.Give it a rest. I think that's more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost all feelings. I don't know now. What should I do about it, stay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting your answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel X.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112995517244411957?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112995517244411957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112995517244411957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112995517244411957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112995517244411957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-minute-for-lessonanother-for-your.html' title='One Minute For a Lesson,Another for Your Obsession.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112825301901327043</id><published>2005-10-02T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T04:36:59.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buried a Motherfucking Lie.</title><content type='html'>And Yet I Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the stars sparkling so bright,&lt;br /&gt;Within the moon kissed sky.&lt;br /&gt;I hear the lark so sweetly sing,&lt;br /&gt;Amidst the morning dawn.&lt;br /&gt;I smell the flower full in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;And see their royal pomp.&lt;br /&gt;And yet some place so deep within,&lt;br /&gt;I'm shrouded and I'm closed.&lt;br /&gt;The brilliance there I can't see,&lt;br /&gt;In mists of misery.&lt;br /&gt;Enshrined inside,&lt;br /&gt; unable thus,&lt;br /&gt;To touch the warmth without.&lt;br /&gt;I gaze upon this passion spent,&lt;br /&gt;And yet . . . Inside I die. -Marilyn, all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck are feelings for? For you to hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting,&lt;br /&gt;lusting,&lt;br /&gt;to be held,&lt;br /&gt;to be loved,&lt;br /&gt;to feel warmth,&lt;br /&gt;to feel your beating heart.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be sheltered from the cold,&lt;br /&gt;heartless winds.&lt;br /&gt;Falling into invisible arms;&lt;br /&gt;into an abyss of love.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing,&lt;br /&gt;hoping,&lt;br /&gt;that my desires will be filled;&lt;br /&gt;my desires of loving warmth.&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be held,&lt;br /&gt;comforted,&lt;br /&gt;loved.&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of passionate embraces,&lt;br /&gt;of tender kisses,&lt;br /&gt;loving words,&lt;br /&gt;romantic nights.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for undying love.- Dawn, martini kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had enough.enough.enough..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well to you, the summer sends its love.                                                      -Renegade Angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112825301901327043?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112825301901327043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112825301901327043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112825301901327043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112825301901327043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/10/buried-motherfucking-lie.html' title='Buried a Motherfucking Lie.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112800505665141203</id><published>2005-09-29T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T07:56:03.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Sword Vs My Dagger.</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;So guess what? I had a fucking bad migraine today.Totaly spoilt my day at school.You know, why is it that, when you want something,you just can't have it? And what you don't really want comes to you?Well, i've had it. I give up. I don't want it anymore. I guess i don't need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In a flock of hundred sheeps, one goes missing. A thorough search is made for that sheep,while the other 99 sheeps are left unattended to, in the pasture or wilderness. Help the ones who really need help most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Heaven is impartial to all, and no one is specially favoured. The only help you can get is your own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run off. I know who you're thinking of. I know who you want. Lies.Lies.Lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who've been there for me, you're the best. You know who you are..Thanks guys. Now i know how much i really need you. To all those out there reading this( I doubt you are, being busy readin other blogs yea? Whatever.) your friends are one of the most important people in your life. Think about how you're gonna survive without them.. Imagine life without them, to be by your side when you're down. Cheering you up by doing the dumbest things.To tell you that you're better than you are.. To tell you to think about nothing but the kindness of life. Yea well, life can be kind to me. So thanks, life.Lol.Mutual feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mutual feelings should be attended to immediately .&lt;br /&gt;Dedicated to The offspring of Mr.Flanders .&lt;br /&gt;Your voice crushes me,&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes stab me,&lt;br /&gt;Like jolting needles,Shot into me, simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought I was the one that could not have you,&lt;br /&gt;The one that yearns for you to be mine,and salivates at your sight.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was the one that was always sad because of the fact,&lt;br /&gt;I can never have you when I want you, and now I want you back.&lt;br /&gt;But yesterday I found out that you thought,&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that could not have me,&lt;br /&gt;You were the one that wanted to be,My one and only,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling Lonely,These words depleted my blissful melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;I am surrounded by these words you said to me,&lt;br /&gt;How you're willing to leave your other lover for me,Is this true? (bullshit)&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you want?Until I know for sure, I wont let u give them up.&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you realize that they don’t make you happy,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you realize that they will never be me,Just walk away from their grasp,&lt;br /&gt;And come to me,Come to me.(But since patience is always my dominate fate, I hope you realize that it might be too late.-Emo Kirk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need you. (= -Renegade Angel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112800505665141203?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112800505665141203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112800505665141203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112800505665141203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112800505665141203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/09/your-sword-vs-my-dagger.html' title='Your Sword Vs My Dagger.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112762814311335196</id><published>2005-09-24T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T23:18:02.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Darling Camellia</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;You can say that lot's have happened since the last time i blogged.But most importantly, I want to tell you guys all about the concert that i went to yesterday.It was so fuckin awesome! It was the A.R.Rahman 3RD Dimensional World Tour. All the songs wer Hindi and Tamil hits and almost everyone there were up jumping about. The best part about the whole concert, Was the spectacular percussions/ drum solo. It was so fucking fantastic, that it even beats travis barker's solo guys.No i'm not mad at all. It's true. And the percussionist, Ananda Sivamani, had his equipmet surrounding him. All around him like Neal Pearts and Mike Portnoy(if you don't know them you don't know drumming) set. So his solo was 20 minutes long and every second of it was brilliant. Ananda Sivamani is Indian's ace percussionist with phenomenal skills and brilliant repertoire. He was standing up and playing throughout the whole concert. He played many different beats and styles and rythms. Kudos to him. He has thus been added to my list of favourite drummers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thomas Lang-Independant Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Ananda Sivamani-A.R. Rahman's percussionist&lt;br /&gt;Travis Barker- Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;Joey Jordison-Slipknot&lt;br /&gt;Travis Smith-Trivium&lt;br /&gt;Loginue W Parsons the Third-Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;Tony Royster Jr-Independant Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Mike Portnoy-Dream Theatre&lt;br /&gt;Neal Peart- Rush&lt;br /&gt;Chris Adler-Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;Morger Agren-Independant Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Charly Antolin-Jazz Power&lt;br /&gt;Marco Minnemann-Independant Drummer&lt;br /&gt;Buddy Rich and Gene Krupa-Two awesum Jazz/Funk Drummers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you guys think you know much about drumming, think again.Go to this blog and hear my buddy out, &lt;a href="http://www.paolo-is-screwed.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.paolo-is-screwed.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.. He's got a very good entry on drumming:Groovy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moisture of my eye,&lt;br /&gt;dries a minute before i try.&lt;br /&gt;Waking up from a broken dream,&lt;br /&gt;the carnage of your violent screams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trepidation surrounds my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of your brutal killings.&lt;br /&gt;Exacerbate the patients condition,&lt;br /&gt;above all others the fatal collison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my nightmare before I awaken.&lt;br /&gt;Seeping through my head its something to sharpen.&lt;br /&gt;Cutting my wings up to stop me from flying.&lt;br /&gt;Crying my eyes out, I am deprived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Do not dwell on what is past and what is to come,but live in the world of the present.One has to always understand the "now" and percieve all the wonderful things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Human nature is characterized by conflict,the state of being torn between opposing desires.This leads to disharmony of the mind.Therefore one has to be unceasingly aware at all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Whats the point in liking someone, if the someone doesn't return the feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets move on. There are better things to look forward to. Where are you, my Camellia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drop dead emo. I'm out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112762814311335196?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112762814311335196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112762814311335196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112762814311335196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112762814311335196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-darling-camellia.html' title='My Darling Camellia'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112740626573163325</id><published>2005-09-22T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T09:24:25.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stabbing backwards,Slit my wrist</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;        Just watched the OC. It was the most dramatic episode. I enjoyed every minute of it.Trey died, i gues he deserved it. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Renegade Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I dont care if you don't care for me.&lt;br /&gt;         I dont need you to like me if you don't.&lt;br /&gt;         I'll manage.&lt;br /&gt;         I have my friends by me.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         You are egocentric; one thinks that the "self" is "me", thereby differentiating oneself from others and comparing oneself with others,thus bringing about sorrow.Actually,humans are but one of the constituents in the immensity of nature.- Don't judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          You kill me. You kill me well. How long will I slide. I don't belive it's bad. Slit my throat its all i ever-Red hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           Is this an emo entry? Gee. Now there's something for you to answer on the bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;                                         -End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight to you, My sweetest sweet.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112740626573163325?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112740626573163325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112740626573163325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112740626573163325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112740626573163325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/09/stabbing-backwardsslit-my-wrist.html' title='Stabbing backwards,Slit my wrist'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112705634122526638</id><published>2005-09-18T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T08:12:23.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scream Silence Now.</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;       Once again, I'm here to blog. I'd like to ask everyone a question.First off, would you like to share your girlfriend? Would you like to share your genitals? Or  anything else that deems to be special to you in a way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I'd say not.If you're guessin that this is relating to the recent "posers trying to fit in" controversy,you're right. There are things that people don't want to share. In this case, their choice of music. It is,however, a very bad excuse to give just because you don't want others to listen to what you listen to. But for those who did make those comments about poser's and shit, I hope that this has given you a wake up call that you aren't the only one's in this world.No offence to you though. But, humans make mistakes. So please, guys. If you want to correct anyone of their mistakes and be the good guy at the same time, "CORRECT THEM POLITELY, AND DON'T BE TOO HARSH!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Okay, but i'd really like to thank those who tried to correct, because they did spread the right message(in a rather scary way). So in all, I wanna tell all those out there, not to judge people. I know its easier said than done,but think about it. Would you like others to judge you? I'd think not. Thats because its really not a nice thing to do. Just because they mix their choice of music with other genre's doesn't mean their bad people. Aight.So let's all just end this controversy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       The moon hangs from the dark skies above the soul, an aburdon of mysteries. For the natural wonder creates fear and pain among living, and death follows and sight becomes lost, and blood flows as if it was the life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is not my world, a pain that is lost and a soul that disowns me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God looks past my imagery and the devil cannot help me now, I stand alone and the living cannot see me, or hear me, or harm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer the slave we all are, for it is desire that separated me and my heart shattered like glass and if this will become a curse towards five men of god then we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the nightmare that stalks your dreams and your children's dreams, living of their fear for me and the blood ties of families that I pass down for generations and crossing the world of wonders is now a reality. My castle is now yours and my world is now your heaven. I will hide in shadows where you gracefully walk, and stalk your secrets and conscience until the day you die.&lt;br /&gt;You walk in the woods and become a ghost of forgotten memory and I will walk on through the snow and rain until you will know who I am and you will know what your mind is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see me if you believe in me and I will take you to your paradise and if you suppress me I will leave you were lovers rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only me no one can help you now I can give me your hand and you will be free after dark...&lt;br /&gt;           Gothic Vampire.©( credits)(safith loves you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I'll end this with a goodnight.You know i''ll always be there for you.Trust me? Sure you do.Lies i hear.Lies.Lies.Lies.Love.Love.Mix.Shut up.Safith.And go.To sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Night night,My sweetest sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112705634122526638?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112705634122526638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112705634122526638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112705634122526638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112705634122526638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/09/scream-silence-now.html' title='Scream Silence Now.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112633394322827504</id><published>2005-09-09T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T23:32:23.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The sweetest sweet.</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;        A lot of stuff has happened since the last time i blogged. But hey! lets not forget the Moron Madness Gig. It was a fucking success. I had a lot of fun and stuff and all of us did really really great! Thank you, to all those of came for the gig and the people who helped make this gig a fuckin success..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        nothing much to blog about now, school's gonna start really soon.. Haha damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       i want you. the sweetest sweet of all sweets.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye now.. love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112633394322827504?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112633394322827504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112633394322827504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112633394322827504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112633394322827504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/09/sweetest-sweet.html' title='The sweetest sweet.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112558628903258958</id><published>2005-09-01T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T07:52:44.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stellstar.</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,well,well. Hasn't it been a long time since i confided in you..haha oh well, guess what? My msn thingy is screwed, they say my password is incrrect. Some asswipe must have changed it. So to all my friends..delete the old email add and add this one- &lt;a href="mailto:safith@hotmail.com"&gt;safith@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;- yay! i love you. haha. oh well..The gig is coming really soon!! I'm really excited about it.. For more details go to, &lt;a href="http://www.bongatron.blogspot.com"&gt;www.bongatron.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; so see you at the gig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.friendster.com/superfriendster.js" type="text/JavaScript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/Javascript"&gt; var aff_id=8255593; var link_id=2; var greeting='Join me on Friendster!'; var photo='39/55/8255593/15617198151084';&lt;/script&gt; &lt;script type="text/JavaScript" src="http://www.friendster.com/superfriendster.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i gotta run..sorry i hadn't anything much to say..ill blog after the gig kay!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112558628903258958?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112558628903258958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112558628903258958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112558628903258958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112558628903258958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/09/stellstar.html' title='Stellstar.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112436280793040849</id><published>2005-08-18T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T04:00:07.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A night to remember, a morning to forget.</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;        sorry. i haven't been writing in you much. well, right now, life's screwed up. i keep losing stuff. i want something so bad but i can't have it. my phone's dead(literary).the common tests are up next week.what the fuck.sigh.but i dont want to ponder on this matter for long. thank God for my friends. thanks guys. you've been there for me.can't tell you how much i love you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       enough of sorrow for this part. we're having a gig soon. Last Tomorrow,Inertia,Cereal Killers,Paradoxus and The Sweetness of Salt.do watch us.everyone we know is invited. but we may be charging cos we're booking this function hall at this club. food and drinks will be given. the venue would most likely be at Ceylon Sports Club, Balestier. More details will be given. Hope to see you all there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a name="farewell"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="farewell"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FarewellMy shattered heart so hollow,&lt;br /&gt;inside me, so much pain,&lt;br /&gt;my bleeding soul, crying,&lt;br /&gt;lost love, tearing me apart...&lt;br /&gt;I am cursed to the sorrow,&lt;br /&gt;screams inside, heart slain,&lt;br /&gt;without you, I am dying,&lt;br /&gt;farewell, queen of my heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moist fill my eyes - dead soul without fears,my burnt heart, I buried it in the sea of dead tears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won't apologise, fuck you- AOF,drop dead emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love to all who deserves it.(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112436280793040849?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112436280793040849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112436280793040849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112436280793040849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112436280793040849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/08/night-to-remember-morning-to-forget.html' title='A night to remember, a morning to forget.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112265561143142841</id><published>2005-07-29T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T09:46:51.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken Glass Syndrome</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Once again i confide in you. Seems to be the only thing hearing my every word. I can't say that life has been treating me fairly. Now the topic is "Friends". I don't know why, but it seems to me that all of us are drifting away. What happened to our constant chatting of nothings? Gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Thats the reason why i'm following this saying, " Never take friendships too seriously". Reason being, its not at all hurtful when a nobody makes an asinine remark about you. But when a real friend says something about you, his or her words will be going round and round your head. Well thats not the only thing actually. I haven't really been talking to some of my other friends. Well no, not because i'm paranoid. Its just that, they don't seem to want to talk to me anymore. Why? What's wrong with my friendship then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       I apologise to you, i'm sure that you're fed-up with my constant bleats. I beseech you, help me. I need my friends back. Its like i don't know them anymore. I don't even know what they do or say behind my back. On the other hand, I'm confident that i didn't do anything to arouse this sudden occurance. It just happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       At one corner, i have my friends arguing with each other constantly, and in the other corner, i have my good friends talking about stuff they don't want me to know. Maybe it's because i'm not trustworthy. I resent that. But it could be true. But what friends think of you as an untruthful brute? Question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       As i look back at the times where we always talked and confided, i shake my head in benign amusement. It has happened before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Well, i bought my Travis Barker drumsticks today. Finaly, a new pair of sticks. It feels really good, besides, it was my first ever drumsticks. That cheered me up at least. Didn't do anything much. Just played a whole lot of pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I'm sorry, but i've never been so drained. I hope that i'd be better the next time. I want to convey  cheerful message to you though. Perhaps another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With a few words, my heart is torn,&lt;br /&gt;from my pain, only sorrow is born...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, behind the lies, my life I can see,&lt;br /&gt;dreams collapsed, there is no hope for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words of love, tarnished - lie, all they burn,&lt;br /&gt;once love - now gone, forever, ashes to turn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those lies, in front of my eye, now flashes,&lt;br /&gt;what once were my love, now only remain in ashes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tainted ashes of love, only feed the seeds of lie,&lt;br /&gt;blown in the wind, to seek a victim, a heart to die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Over and out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112265561143142841?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112265561143142841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112265561143142841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112265561143142841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112265561143142841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/07/broken-glass-syndrome.html' title='Broken Glass Syndrome'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112229441084293904</id><published>2005-07-25T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T05:34:59.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Whom It May Concern.</title><content type='html'>Hey,&lt;br /&gt;I had every intention to blog yesterday, but i came back late. It was such an awesome day and it was spent with my family. First of all, we went shopping and my Dad got me this Calvin Klein hoodie, and a Zara shirt for the Symphonic Band Concert on the 4th of August. I honestly am looking forward to that( don't ask me why!). Anyways, after that,(my Mum and my sis also got something too) we went back home to get dressed for my brother's passing out parade from the Officer Cadet School. It was a bloody great experince for me, cause i saw all these "army boys" marching everywhere. I mean, these people had gone through a lot of shit, from drills to work and trekking the jungle of Brunei(where they only ate fruis or whatever) and they had to kill a quail too! )=. But it was all for the experience and i can hardly wait for my turn. As i was saying, the parade started with the Officer Students marching in the Parade Square. After all that,and more sword-giving and marching in the hot weather, the host of the parade exclaimed," Ladies and Gentlement, we present to you, the Officer Graduates of the Year 2005!". And the whole Parade Square was filled with shouts of joy and the celebration of the Officers! They threw their hats in the air, heck they even threw some guys in the air too! It was great to see these guys having fun! After all, they didn't slave away for nothing. They were doing it for their Country!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we had dinner after that and on top of that, we had durians( form this Malaysian uncle at the carpark) which were absolutely delicious! Well that was my Sunday. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was pretty alright, cause we went jamming and all(Last Tomorrow). We played a new song, Bite To Break Skin by Senses Fail. I thought we were good for our first time.Anyways we ate after that at Iman. Haha, thats our regular eatig place now. By the way, i'm hoping that we could perform at 3rd place soon, do come watch us yea. (=.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here's a poem that I got from literature.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;She was a phantom of delight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When she first gleamed upon my sight;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A lovely Apparition, sent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To be a moments ornament;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Like Twilights too, her dusky hair;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And now i see with eye serene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;The very pulse of machine;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A Being breathing thoughtful breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A Traveer between life and death;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Endurance,foresight,strength and skill;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A perfect Woman, nobly planned,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To warm, to comfort, and command;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;And yet a Spirit still, and bright,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;With some angelic light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Not bad yea? I think poems are very cool and nice..  Oh well, thats pretty much all, so, till my next entry, may love be with all who are pure at heart.. May the angels above guide you with Grace. (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112229441084293904?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112229441084293904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112229441084293904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112229441084293904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112229441084293904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/07/to-whom-it-may-concern.html' title='To Whom It May Concern.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112211922318890290</id><published>2005-07-23T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T04:47:04.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The note from which a chord is built.</title><content type='html'>Hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Guess what? I finished reading Harry Potter, however i'm not very contented. Now Dumbledore's dead, i have to wait for the seventh book to come out to find out what happens, and i don't have a book to read now. This is a problem for me, because i've been asked by a teacher to do a readng on friday morning from a book. From what i hear, it's to promote reading. I don't see why some people find it a chore to read. I laugh( not chortling) at the thought of this. Who know's? Maybe now and then, reading helps make you an eloquent speaker, from my theory though.(Don't blame me if it doesn't work.) Haha, oh well. Anyways, Harry Potter has once again proved to be a very interesting book, and exciting as the end of the book draws nearer. it was pretty much far from mediocre. So today i paid my scrawny friend, Bong, a little visit.(Just kidding Bong!(=) I drummed my arms off my body; imagine yourself without arms! So i spent my day there with my friend, and on top of that, Alethea kept me company! Thank you (=! Haha.  Oh guys, i'm sure many have heard about the blasphemous book, The Da Vinci Code yea? I wanna read it too but i haven't been able to get a hold of the book. Many condemned it and have advised me only to read it if i had a strong Faith in God. Well i believe that God is our everything. Anyways, i want to read a fantasy book. Hehe, consistently happening after reading a Harry Potter book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want many things!! I shall emanate my "wants"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zen Micro/ Zen Neeon.(MP3)&lt;br /&gt;-More pants from zara( really comfortable and awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;-Shirts from Image.(emo.emo.emo.)&lt;br /&gt;-A new handphone.[ I want to take pictures!My Dad should be getting me one!](=&lt;br /&gt;-New perfume.(Can get that from my dad's shop] (=&lt;br /&gt;-A bloody Drumset dammit.&lt;br /&gt;-More and more lovely and great friends!(As corny as it may sound.Hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;-More love from my fanily and for others.(Lets all be gay today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, its agreed then that all these would alleviate my sorrow,(What sorrow?). Yeesh I wrote quite a lot today yea. Happiness my dear people, happiness.                                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Love, outtie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112211922318890290?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112211922318890290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112211922318890290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112211922318890290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112211922318890290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/07/note-from-which-chord-is-built.html' title='The note from which a chord is built.'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112178307134231838</id><published>2005-07-19T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:24:31.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dance of Eternity</title><content type='html'>hey,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Here in this diary of mine, i feel silly enough to whisper everything that has happened to me so far. But then again, what's the point of being reticent if you want to keep a blog yea? Haha, anyways... I've been ruminating quite a lot nowadays.  About my friends, my closer friends, my family, and my future. I've decided that i would like to be a lawyer. Hey don't ask me why.. (= So its already Tuesday, but what hapened in the week earlier? Hmm.. well i made a new friend alethea!(= Super nice... Anyways, i got the new Harry Potter book.. My read has been really interesting so far. I have a feeling i'm really going to enjoy this aye. Then again, i've always enjoyed Harry Potter. Whoo... Ever noticed how time passes super fast? Ugh, i even have thi bloody project due tomorrow, exacerbating my mood. Oh well.. In all, i'm a really happy guy. (=. Well now its time for me to eradicate the problem with my project. Is there a problem? Not too sure.. Hehe.. Outtie.. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112178307134231838?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112178307134231838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112178307134231838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112178307134231838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112178307134231838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/07/dance-of-eternity.html' title='The Dance of Eternity'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-112159659548918697</id><published>2005-07-17T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T03:36:35.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>champagne super nova</title><content type='html'>hello to everyone reading this entry of mine. haha i wonder who would be since i haven't been writing anything at all since march. well blame laziness.. anyways..i'm extremely contented..because i hae a new com..new stuff..new songs..new friends...and y blog is changed to joey my bro..thank you! well i hope i wuld be able to blog more often.. hee. well this entry is kinda short..well what else do you expect people im speechless cos im too happy.haha.. aight then.. take care everyone..gonna eat at the 3 monkey's cafe now... outtie..(=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-112159659548918697?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/112159659548918697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=112159659548918697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112159659548918697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/112159659548918697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/07/champagne-super-nova.html' title='champagne super nova'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-111156638524355670</id><published>2005-03-23T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T00:26:25.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>passerby's are buttholes..</title><content type='html'>this entry is dedicated especially to the one and only fuckin stupid passerby..i know who you are... yes i do...get fuckin lost u bitch... stop cryin so hard..get a new life...seriously...ur fuckin lame..just stop ruinin my life will ya.... Now..my entry...school's been aight i guess...nuthin new..only a change in time-table and thats it... i love skatin..i love jammin..i love my life.... people are tryin to ruin it cos they're petty...dumbass...get on with ur life... sigh..but..i can't lose my cool... i don't wanna get stressed due to this matter...remember...HAKUNA MATATA! it means no worries...so yea!! be happy always...! remember...there's always a bright side in life..look for it... for now..im out..i will be back..as your renegade angel...outtie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-111156638524355670?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/111156638524355670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=111156638524355670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/111156638524355670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/111156638524355670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/03/passerbys-are-buttholes.html' title='passerby&apos;s are buttholes..'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-111113173672270601</id><published>2005-03-17T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T23:42:16.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fix-up,mix-up,break-up..body ache...</title><content type='html'>Hola~ To everyone out there readin this entry..i mean..if you actually are..im bloody flattered.. whats the friggin date today may i ask? oh yea..its the 18 of March dammit!! school's gonna start so soon..sigh..oh well...i guess i kinda missed school...but please take note of this...if you wanna camp out at school...bring a fuckin mattress..my God...i didnt even bring a sleepin bag along with me.. thats why my body's acheing likeWHOA! im still damn happy with my tag-board...(nicole you rock!!!) yay there're more taggers... oh yea..thanks "boredperson"..i like ur advice.. but i dont think  all the tagger's are gonna give me positive thoughts...im expecting some "passerby's" too...haha...hopefully not though..i've had enough of them.. I WANT MORE DRAMA CAMPS!!! haha Rene u were rite...it was kinda fun...haha... oh well...i'm guessin my day's gonna be a bloody ore..cos sean doesn't wana go skate...nick's havin fun without me... and without the both of them there's no fun in anythin... oh well... i guess thats life..im goin for drum class later..somethin to look forward to i suppose...YEA!!! so to all you bored people out there...HAKUNA MATATA!!! much love...OUTTIE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-111113173672270601?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/111113173672270601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=111113173672270601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/111113173672270601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/111113173672270601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/03/fix-upmix-upbreak-upbody-ache.html' title='fix-up,mix-up,break-up..body ache...'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-111097787552068516</id><published>2005-03-16T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T04:57:55.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey ho...</title><content type='html'>hey there... im back again after a bloody long time...haha...i've got a whole lotta shit to tell you guys..but you know what..?im pretty lazy to type it all down...haha... rite now..i love NICOLE so much cos she put in a tag-board for me.... THANK YOU!! haha...see my tag-boards all cool  and stuff...with nick there sayin some funnnaye stuff..haha...well...i can;t help but fall into crush traps every now and then..i feel like a dumbass blabberin about how i like this girl..and someone else likes her..and im afraid to lose her kinda shit... bummer... and in the end...she probably doesn't even know i exist...haha...pretty lame but hey..thats what im goin thru now and then..oh well..i guess i can't escape feelins like these..they make great impacts on me...bummer...Mel kinda talked some sense into me.. im not gonna agree with her entirely..but she was right... oh well... im out for now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-111097787552068516?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/111097787552068516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=111097787552068516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/111097787552068516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/111097787552068516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-ho.html' title='hey ho...'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-110697268499067493</id><published>2005-01-28T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T20:25:33.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOLA~ CHUPAME EL CULO!!</title><content type='html'>Hello there beautiful people...yay!! i love skating!! aight anyways..i've not been bloggin in a loooooong time!! but hey ho thats because i've been absolutely busy!! i wanna get a tag-board... so that all the passerby's and whats my names would come and criticize me there...lame shits...haha... all right.i'll try to blog more often from now onwards...besides....i dooo have a life...haha..im just kiddin...bloger's are cool people..and so ill end this shit with a fuck u and have a nice day(smilez)...outtie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-110697268499067493?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/110697268499067493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=110697268499067493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110697268499067493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110697268499067493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2005/01/hola-chupame-el-culo.html' title='HOLA~ CHUPAME EL CULO!!'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-110209721419135518</id><published>2004-12-04T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T10:09:21.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love hurts..but people care...</title><content type='html'>hey sup peeps...im back again...u know..i kinda realised...that my last few enteries are about me gettin in and out of relationships on and off...i fuckin hate it....sigh...i might be a lil too serious bout thins and stuff..but thats just me...emo safster!! i didnt have many peeps to talk to..but i had my guardian angel...hahaha....holly talked to me...and i guessed she cheered me up...thanks holly.. it really means a lot to me....oh well... relationships go on and off...haha...i have no idea why...but for these past few days i've been skatin like nuts!!! and i freakin love it!! haha...ok right now its like 2.09am and i really shouldn't be awake...so ill sign off now..plus..the bloody space bar makes the most noise....yeesh!!!...outtie......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-110209721419135518?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/110209721419135518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=110209721419135518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110209721419135518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110209721419135518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/12/love-hurtsbut-people-care.html' title='love hurts..but people care...'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-110044557184116966</id><published>2004-11-14T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T07:19:31.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>hi there...my names safith..and im a player...i break people's heart..and get them cursing me behind my back..what do we call these people..hypocrites..thats correct..and when i thought they'd understand...they actually lied...now aint that sad...sigh...if she seems okay with it...why not u...get a life u cunt...!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-110044557184116966?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/110044557184116966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=110044557184116966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110044557184116966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110044557184116966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-110043318497492909</id><published>2004-11-14T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T07:25:58.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>things happen</title><content type='html'>lets all disregard everythin that i've said about relationships......just when i thought i hated it, i'm in it again...im such a fool...but im happy now....she's happy too...some might know who im talkin bout...some might not...well for those who dont, its for me to know and u to find out haha....but i feel bad...dont know why...i like this girl a lot...very much in fact..but when we never spoke and stuff..i thought there wouldnt be a chance...so i was so ready to give up relationships.....then we started chattin...poof!!! we're back again...okay...the weird thing is...im blogging infront of many eople who reaad above my shoulder...and they start questionin.....oh boy...!! well... im gone...out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-110043318497492909?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/110043318497492909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=110043318497492909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110043318497492909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110043318497492909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/11/things-happen.html' title='things happen'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-110035841344061515</id><published>2004-11-13T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T07:06:53.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are friends for!! nuthin...</title><content type='html'>well...this day marks the end of a long journey...to keep us from bitter temptations for our own good..fasting month ends today...and i must say..this has been the most emotional fastin period... i started and ended my greatest relationship durin this period...i decided to give up relationships..i fell for my ex..but i guess i got nothing out of it...i did many things..went through a lot.... met new people....lost old people....friends leave ya alone once they find somethin else...its like a little boy..who plays with his favourite car...but then a huge attractive truck was given to him..and what does he do with the car...he abandons it...common phycology...but i dont blame this friend of mine..that girl is really something...honestly...oh well..u win some u lose some...i wanna be a slacker like sean...he just goes through every barracade so easily..he seems so carefree..he's on his own island... he has his friends, mind u...but he just has his fun..and he's over with it..i just can seem to get it right..i guess ill always e emo safith....yea..!! aight..im outtie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-110035841344061515?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/110035841344061515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=110035841344061515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110035841344061515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110035841344061515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/11/what-are-friends-for-nuthin.html' title='what are friends for!! nuthin...'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-110012756224505645</id><published>2004-11-11T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T14:59:22.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back From my Break!!</title><content type='html'>aight...sorry thugs...i had a pretty long break..the last time i confided was the 15th...and about this new relationship...but it's over...it was great while it lasted though...i mean...i just realised that relationships dont last...they lead you nowhere...what the fuck.....fuck these crummy relationships..i've fuckin had it....i prefer posing on the drums..(according to some people)...but it's fun..the drum part.....well...i've got my friends....they're the one's who keep me goin....thanks guys.....God be with ya..and i wouldn't forget a good deed that easily....whatever you nigga's give me..i shall repay....the fasting month is coming to an end...and i can't help but wonder what i'll be doing after that...i'm gonna miss fasting...i'd be lyin if i said i wouldn't..yeah....haha...tessa and michael are the nicest people to talk to on tha phone...never had that much fun...esp with a girl..but hey..tessa mah nigga..aight....and michael thinks that i'm a loser...eh mike i'm not k...just love's makin fun of me eh mike...i'll bury you in tha sand k..and ill put a lobster(injected with liquid viagra) beside u...then i'll laugh...no actually i'll save u..cos u mah nigga thug.! YEH!...aight..i think i wrote enough..i apologise again for not blogging for ages...and i promise i'll try my best to keep ya updated....on my life...SOUTHSIDE NIGGA'S....im outtie.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-110012756224505645?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/110012756224505645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=110012756224505645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110012756224505645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/110012756224505645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/11/back-from-my-break.html' title='Back From my Break!!'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-109790469344290181</id><published>2004-10-15T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T22:31:33.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>love her....</title><content type='html'>hey there....yay..im in love..woohoo..but i'm not tellin..haha..dammit she's so sweet..im freakin lucky..man..now's the exam period.....still have to study.....but its cool..i guess i just have to face it..... and then when its over...party on...yeesh.i've got nuthin to write....haha...oh yea..its the fastin month..im hungry...GrooWllL..SORRY GUYZ..THATS MY STOMACH...im hungry for love to..hahaha..aight people..i'm runnin now...peace out,much love ya'll....i love u baby..im thinkin bout ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-109790469344290181?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/109790469344290181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=109790469344290181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109790469344290181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109790469344290181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/10/love-her.html' title='love her....'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261998.post-109722909912135362</id><published>2004-10-08T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T02:51:39.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roses R Red, Violets R Blue...</title><content type='html'>Yowza.....Dammit ya'll.... i had my freakin malay exam today..and trust me....it was more painful than rejection....oh boy...heart full of pain thugs...yeh...i dont know..it was really borin today in all.....i had absolutely nuthin to do at all.....damn....and girls aren't makin things easier fer me....they're just so darned cute..but then again....one of them said it was whaat they do best....it was the one and only Jaslyn....she's an even bigger cutie than me..haha.but she's really nice......SOUTHSIDE NIGGA'S....YEH....aight i think that's too much Kanye West fer me...he's so self-conscious, thats why u always see him with at least one of his watches...he's down ya'll...just listen to him and u just flow with him thugz...yeh..Man i feel like goin out now.....i hate bein cooped up in my home like this..no offence home..but i just gotta have fun...haha....whoa..way too much i've written...this is what happens when u'r really bored....u end up doin more than u imagined..aight thugz....im outtie....i'ma chillin rite now...Much love ya'll.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-109722909912135362?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/109722909912135362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=109722909912135362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109722909912135362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109722909912135362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/2004/10/roses-r-red-violets-r-blue.html' title='Roses R Red, Violets R Blue...'/><author><name>Safith Tha Safster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06818209662553978000</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-8261998.post-109677506422426156</id><published>2004-10-02T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T20:46:58.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy me...!</title><content type='html'>Yowza people......haha..so damn fun today.....went for tuition.........i have a maths test on monday mind u.!!!!! and i gotta ace it too..sigh.....hopefully GOD is on my side tomorrow..just now...i was talkin to two of the nicest girls in the world......Melissa and Elaine.......both of them are really sweet.....man o man.haha...sometimes i feel like im the luckiest guy..and sometimes i feel like an ass.....and some people can actually point it out for me too...and i just realised somethin.....this post isn't sayin anythin bout my day at all.......haha..there's just too many thing's runnin thru my head..and honestly speakin.it isn;t helpin me one bit...i need a total break....haha, Mel says i shouldn't be a wimp...haha.she's really cute..oh well..that's probably all that im gonna let out......gotta go have some freakin rest.gotta rise early tomo to cram my brains..........peace out ya'll.....im outtie........!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-109677506422426156?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/109677506422426156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=109677506422426156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109677506422426156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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plenty of shirt's and t-shirt's.....yep-yep...and she got me a DVS skate-shoe..that's just so freaking cool..sigh...i wanted to go too,but the great Singapore couldnt let us take a break.Man im pissed...but hey,Singapore still rocks.....why ,u ask? cos the girls here rock...and i got my party animal friends here with me......aight tha's what i'ma talkin bout... nah what i'ma sayin ya'll...aight i suck at nigga talk..Nelly,i need tutoring.....sorry peeps..this where i go shazaam.....SOUTHSIDE ya'll.im outtie......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-109668438252762064?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/109668438252762064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8261998.post-109483320080371807</id><published>2004-09-11T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T19:20:11.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day.......Doin nuthin..</title><content type='html'>Now..my day was as bad as any other day..the one thing thatso totally ruined it was..(drum rolls please..Thank u)Boredom..thanks a lot boredom..sigh...each day of my holiday passed so fast...i wanted to spend time with my friends and some special people..but i ended up with boredom....well.thats how it is ain't it..i can't say that i miss school..for i'd be lying...Yeah..i really do not want to get up early in the morn (5 . 30a.m. to be precise)..and i don't want to do my homework..Groan..so much for my happy holz..But hey..thats how life is...it has to pass...now i cant wait for the end-of-year holz..man i juz can't wait....patience is the key in life...so yeah..i'll be patient..haha..so anyway...nuthin much happened today..i went fer prayers..i went for tuition later too..and ended up entertaining with blonde jokes.....seriously...tuition is more like show-and-tell..haha..anyways..thats about it..so i'll keep up with ya'll later..i gotta get me some shut eye before i end up ruining my complextion..not that i have a good one..im nuts..k..smell ya'll later...im outtie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-109483320080371807?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/109483320080371807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=109483320080371807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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up today..knowing that nuthin could go wrong..and it was true..nuthin did go wrong..which made it dull..well yeah..i wanna be up and about..not lazin and dazin at home...starin at a bright screen the whole day(by the way..what im talkin bout is the computer).so i told myself..lets all go to the movies..and guess what..we did..me and my funny cuz..went to watch."Anaconda.Hunt for the Blood Orchid"..it wasnt as pathetic as i thought it would be..but hey..i dont wanna see snakes mate..haha..anyways..i ended up goin to me cuz's house to play the playstation...but later sk8ed all the way to the novena mrt station..to take a train home...and dammitdammit..i took the wrong bus..sigh..but thats not the point..i manage to make it home...and to end up doin what???staring at the bright screen again..haha..nuthin beats the power of technology..except girls...woooooohoooooo..i go crazy when i see them chickadees once in a while...haha..kiddin ya'll..well..thats all that happened to me...what about u..did u enjoy ur day....?ill leave u to answer that question on the bus ride home.......Peace out...im outtie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8261998-109474515530961253?l=tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tuesdayswithsafith.blogspot.com/feeds/109474515530961253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8261998&amp;postID=109474515530961253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109474515530961253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8261998/posts/default/109474515530961253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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