<?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-12035974</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:09:46.224+08:00</updated><category term='情。'/><category term='holidays?'/><category term='quotes = in?'/><category term='moments.'/><category term='run away~'/><category term='random-ness~'/><category term='crumpler the soupansalad'/><category term='stars and boulevards'/><category term='away'/><category term='memories..'/><category term='broken down.'/><category term='condemn the tv'/><category term='a picture paints a thousand words?'/><category term='I&apos;m Blank Now'/><category term='ghosts~'/><category term='Be my escape'/><category term='AC &apos;08'/><category term='escape.'/><category term='treasure'/><category term='A Legacy To Remain. HCINCC'/><category term='home?'/><category term='believe.'/><category term='ya think?'/><category term='Conquered~'/><category term='u there?'/><category term='Diy.'/><category term='when the cold wind blows'/><category term='Happy New Year'/><category term='go out~'/><category term='missing?'/><category term='eat shit~'/><category term='is it true?'/><category term='questions?'/><category term='food for thought?'/><category term='Camp.'/><category term='shag-gregated'/><category term='School.=P'/><category term='fucked up'/><category term='good life. much?'/><category term='reflections-'/><title type='text'>Chickens.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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>674</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12035974.post-3481099641172299158</id><published>2011-06-12T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T13:16:37.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diy.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let everyday and every night be like that. And I'll be the happiest man alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3481099641172299158?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3481099641172299158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3481099641172299158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3481099641172299158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3481099641172299158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2011/06/let-everyday-and-every-night-be-like.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3950650774491772157</id><published>2011-05-24T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T09:01:10.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The only thing that I want to talk about, is you. Just you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3950650774491772157?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3950650774491772157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3950650774491772157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3950650774491772157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3950650774491772157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2011/05/only-thing-that-i-want-to-talk-about-is.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diy.'/><title type='text'>Jay to Diy.</title><content type='html'>Come live with me and scratch my back&lt;br /&gt;And while you're at it, pass me my pack.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the lighter too&lt;br /&gt;Light it up, baby, please, thank you.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're okay with my weight&lt;br /&gt;You even bake me Rainbow Cake!&lt;br /&gt;You tell me that I still look lovely&lt;br /&gt;But tell me, what are you thinking, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so much going through your mind&lt;br /&gt;I can see it from those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Let me in, darling, through your door&lt;br /&gt;Even better, tell me more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when you smile me&lt;br /&gt;And hold me, ever so tenderly.&lt;br /&gt;You wrap your arms around my waist&lt;br /&gt;Whispering, "Let's not leave this place."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll fly away, on a hot air balloon&lt;br /&gt;Till we touch the rainbow, clouds and moon&lt;br /&gt;To a place no one else can find&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my love, I'm yours, you're mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll have a house, cat and wolf.&lt;br /&gt;But please don't let them on the roof.:o&lt;br /&gt;And if you like, let us travel together&lt;br /&gt;As long as all these stay forever.&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6771772681922736641?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6771772681922736641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6771772681922736641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6771772681922736641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Bloated stomach~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-384307816522117020?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/384307816522117020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=384307816522117020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/384307816522117020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/384307816522117020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/09/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>有些人说，习惯就好。但习惯了真的就会好吗？ &lt;br /&gt;有些人说习惯就好，但习惯不代表喜欢。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7733316044961073141?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7733316044961073141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7733316044961073141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7733316044961073141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7733316044961073141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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type='html'>1) Bag&lt;br /&gt;2) Computer&lt;br /&gt;3) Handphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-407449307660979720?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/407449307660979720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=407449307660979720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/407449307660979720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/407449307660979720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/08/1-bag-2-computer-3-handphone.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Close your eyes for a moment, and you can hear the constant drone of silence that surrounds your everyday life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8314372619633580554?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8314372619633580554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8314372619633580554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8314372619633580554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8314372619633580554'/><link rel='alternate' 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-12035974.post-3082543371743891901</id><published>2010-08-23T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T21:47:18.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All the world's a stage. &lt;br /&gt;And all the men and women are merely players.&lt;br /&gt;But without these players, there would be no game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3082543371743891901?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3082543371743891901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3082543371743891901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Saying, "If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some try to hand me money, they don't understand&lt;br /&gt;I'm not broke I'm just a broken hearted man&lt;br /&gt;I know it makes no sense but what else can I do&lt;br /&gt;How can I move on when I'm still in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Policeman says, "Son you can't stay here"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "There's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year"&lt;br /&gt;Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows&lt;br /&gt;If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause If one day you wake up and find that you're missing me&lt;br /&gt;And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be&lt;br /&gt;Thinking maybe you'll come back here to the place that we'd meet&lt;br /&gt;And you'll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street&lt;br /&gt;So I'm not moving, I'm not moving,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving, I'm not moving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People talk about the guy that's waiting on a girl&lt;br /&gt;There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll get famous as the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you wont mean to but you'll see me on the news&lt;br /&gt;And you'll come running to the corner&lt;br /&gt;'cause you'll know it's just for you&lt;br /&gt;I'm the man who can't be moved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2x]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to the corner where I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I'm not gonna move&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6163481836737638707?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6163481836737638707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6163481836737638707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6163481836737638707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6163481836737638707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/08/going-back-to-corner-where-i-first-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-7492306426923734477</id><published>2010-08-23T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T17:46:44.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her best days will be some of my worst&lt;br /&gt;She finally met a man that's gonna put her first&lt;br /&gt;While I'm wide awake she's no trouble sleeping&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven... even... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do when the best part of me was always you,&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say bad things happen for a reason&lt;br /&gt;But no wise words gonna stop the bleeding&lt;br /&gt;Cos she's moved on while I'm still grieving&lt;br /&gt;And when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven even... no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna to do when the best part of me was always you,&lt;br /&gt;And what am I supposed to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces, yeah,&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you got his heart and my heart and none of the pain&lt;br /&gt;You took your suitcase, I took the blame.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm try'na make sense of what little remains ooh&lt;br /&gt;Cos you left me with no love and no love to my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing&lt;br /&gt;Just prayin' to a god that I don't believe in&lt;br /&gt;Cos I got time while she got freedom&lt;br /&gt;Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break&lt;br /&gt;No it don't break&lt;br /&gt;No it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I gonna do when the best part of me was always you and&lt;br /&gt;What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up that you're ok&lt;br /&gt;(Oh glad your okay now)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces yeah&lt;br /&gt;(Oh I'm glad your okay)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces yeah&lt;br /&gt;(One still in love while the other ones leaving)&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling to pieces&lt;br /&gt;(Cos when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;br /&gt;Oh it don't break even no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7492306426923734477?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7492306426923734477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7492306426923734477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7492306426923734477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7492306426923734477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-still-alive-but-im-barely-breathing.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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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-12035974.post-4206828073576837772</id><published>2010-08-15T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T23:06:28.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You came back to stick a finger into my closing wound. &lt;br /&gt;I told you it's okay, so you smiled and walk away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-4206828073576837772?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4206828073576837772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=4206828073576837772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-12035974.post-6905293092378683520</id><published>2010-06-13T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T23:44:25.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said "Some days I feel like shit,&lt;br /&gt;Some days I wanna quit, and just be normal for a bit,"&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand why you have to always be gone,&lt;br /&gt;I get along but the trips always feel so long,&lt;br /&gt;And, I find myself trying to stay by the phone,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your voice always helps me to not feel so alone,&lt;br /&gt;But I feel like an idiot, workin' my day around the call,&lt;br /&gt;But when I pick up I don't have much to say,&lt;br /&gt;So, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt;Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the place where you used to live,&lt;br /&gt;Used to barbecue up burgers and ribs,&lt;br /&gt;Used to have a little party every Halloween with candy by the pile,&lt;br /&gt;But now, you only stop by every once and a while,&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I find myself just fillin' my time,&lt;br /&gt;With anything to keep the thought of you from my mind,&lt;br /&gt;I'm doin' fine, I plan to keep it that way,&lt;br /&gt;You can call me if you find that you have something to say,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll tell you, I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', at times debatin',&lt;br /&gt;Tellin' you that I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt;Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know it's a little fucked up,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm stuck here waitin', no longer debatin',&lt;br /&gt;Tired of sittin' and hatin' and makin' these excuses,&lt;br /&gt;For why you're not around, and feeling so useless,&lt;br /&gt;It seems one thing has been true all along,&lt;br /&gt;You don't really know what you've got 'til it's gone,&lt;br /&gt;I guess I've had it with you and your career,&lt;br /&gt;When you come back I won't be here and you can sing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so,&lt;br /&gt;Seems like it's been forever,&lt;br /&gt;That you've been gone,&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;br /&gt;Please come back home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6905293092378683520?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6905293092378683520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. I came back from Taiwan yesterday. Decided to take a nap so I fell asleep at 430 only to find myself waking at 530. The next day. Scared me a little. Okay so as I said, I just got back from Taiwan. Why did I go there? I went for Outward Bound Taiwan. It was definitely worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO over there we had river tracing, High Element activities, Mountain climbing and Service Learning. The instructors are all damn nice. They were the main reason why the whole course rocked actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will be giving you a brief view on how the course went. Any chinese will be in 简体 and not in 繁体 cos i lazy go find the option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outward Bound Taiwan 15 - 24 May 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1: Arrival (2010.05.16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this I have to say. I only brought along my school bag, another travel bag and a shoe bag. My check in luggage was my travel bag which weighed bout 6kg. When the rest of them saw my puny luggage, they all said I would die there cos I probably wouldn't have enough clothes. Plus all of them brought a suitcases that weighed around 12 kg. Plus a hand carry bag and a shoe bag. Hahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at 桃园机场 at about 1730 hours. Looks slightly differen from the last time I was there. Think they did some renovations. &lt;br /&gt;Got my luggage, then took a bus to 渴望基地 桃园县龙潭乡高原村渴望路428号 which was essentially our base camp. Met the instructors there. They were 牛哥，胡瓜，小眼，小乐，贞瑜，小武，阿达. A bunch of fine people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bento-like dinner with weird vegetables that looked like the plants that were growing there. Zzzz. And the weather was quite cold at 21 degrees. Plus there was wind and extremely thick fog. and that area was standing at 400+m above sea level. Lol higher than Bukit Timah Hill. Win. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that area was called 龙潭 because fogs like that day were common. And in olden times when there were fog, people thought that a dragon would come out. So that's how it got its name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so after a rather painful dinner, we had a sharing session which was about our expectations for this camp. So we went in a circle and took turns to say ours. Mine was 吸取经验 开阔视野. Then when everyone hear liao started to "wah" here "wah" there cause they don't believe my chinese so good. Hahhaha. Then we had to write our expectations on a piece of cloth. So when I was writing mine I realised that I forgot how to write 取 so I suddenly stopped. Then they all started laughing again. Nabeh. Lol. But I remembered in the end so it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had to make out last calls to our family and friends to say our last words cos we had to leave our valuables with them. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that was tent pitching. So we had to pitch our tents in the cold and fog. Zzz. So we just slept in our jeans cos we lazy to change. Their tents were damn good 8-men tents. So I slept with YongXiang, QinJiang, GuanKoi and Betrick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep. So we started cocking. And then I began to suspect that I had forgotten to bring any plastic bags.(FTW!) Then cock halfway don't know why but YongXiang started to get high and called me dildo boy and began to laugh at himself. Uh okay lor... So we fell asleep at bout 12+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" color="#F6358A"&gt;When I was just a chao recruit, I asked my Sergeant what would I be.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2: 朔溪 (2010.05.16)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up cold. The fog was clearing. Went to brush my teeth and found out that there was hot water in the toilet!(Which brought a lot of joy to the rest.) So we fell in at 630 in sports gear. And the sun was shinning brightly already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a morning run of supposedly 3km but we felt that it was definitely less than that. So we ran around that area la. Saw some tea leaves fields. So cool. Plus the fog was still around so we couldn't see clearly after 3m or something. Then halfway through QinJiang told me that a frog got owned.(A car ran over it.) But I didn't get to see it.):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we drew our cooking utensils. But I forgot what we had for breakfast liao. Think its some tuna sandwich but I don't eat tuna one so I took mor lettuce. Yay. So our activity that day was River-Tracing. Went to draw our stuff, then left in a bus. The river was in 花莲 so the bus ride took about 1h. So all of us fell asleep on the bus. Shiok. The name of the river was 梅花溪 if I remembered correctly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the base of the river was some hot spring resort and we had to put our bags in the toilets there. Then everyone inside the resort were like staring at us when we wore our wetsuits in like some weirdos like that. The river was damn cold, but nice. And it was about 3km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So trace trace trace until bout halfway then came across a point where there was a mini waterfall bout 2.5m high. Then all of us had to climb up using the wall beside it. Then not long after that we came across another point where again water was gushing down on us but this time not so easy, cos it was between 2 smooth 1.5m rocks. So I was the last guy to go up after pushing some of the others up. Due to the lack of friction and spots to push myself up, I had a tough time getting up. Thanks to those who helped me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at the mid-point we stopped for lunch. Had to cook instant noodles so yes, we brought our utensils. So basically, we were at the side of the river. But due to the uneven terrain, we spilled one part of it. Heh. So after that the instructors taught us how to pee in the river. So all you have to do is put your ass into the water and smile! So before we carried on with our journey, YongXiang, GuanKoi, JingZhan and a few others started to sink their asses down and smile at us. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued our way up to the top and at the top, we saw a very nice waterfall which was about 10m high. Then we had to go up to about 1.5m to jump into the centre of the pool. Omg it was damn damn shiok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we went out and back to the resort to bathe and stuff. They provide soap there luh! So imba. So all of us were damn happy. Hee.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Following that was our hour long journey back to base camp. All of us slept on the way back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to cook spaghetti for dinner. Quite nice quite nice. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had an equipment check to see if we got the correct clothing and gear for the climb. And some first aid course and I learnt some bandaging skills but other than that, I didn't really catch anything else cos I was damn seh already. Hee. Then after the lessons we went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="cyan"&gt;Down by the river!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to stop here. I spent the whole day thinking of all these and trying to rephrase everything that I copied in my Outward Bound journal. Tell you all more tomorrow la. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Oh yah my mum went to perm her hair. o.o And my house got one new ceiling fan. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8793019281621624058?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8793019281621624058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8793019281621624058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8793019281621624058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8793019281621624058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/05/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-1877833181372320190</id><published>2010-04-16T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T21:09:16.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't care if you don't see my abilities. But do not insult my character.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-1877833181372320190?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1877833181372320190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=1877833181372320190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1877833181372320190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1877833181372320190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-care-if-you-dont-see-my.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-526947483526494279</id><published>2010-04-15T19:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T19:34:23.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whose lives are led with no regrets? The important thing is when you look back, you know why are those regrets there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-526947483526494279?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/526947483526494279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=526947483526494279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/526947483526494279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/526947483526494279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/04/whose-lives-are-led-with-no-regrets.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-4941578180682711917</id><published>2010-04-14T21:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T21:13:45.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it true that the moths that visit your home are spirits whom once knew you and are coming back to visit?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-4941578180682711917?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4941578180682711917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=4941578180682711917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/4941578180682711917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/4941578180682711917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-true-that-moths-that-visit-your.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6804554512050934450</id><published>2010-04-11T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:53:37.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Look," said the teacher to the colleague who was sitting beside him in the staffroom. "Look at this composition written by a student in Secondary Four. She's supposed to have had ten years of studying English, and see what she's written! I'll read it to you. The title of the composition is 'My Happiest Day'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher read, pausing at those parts which he wanted his colleagues to take particular not of: " "My happiest day it is on that 12 July 1976 I will tell you of that happiest day. My father want me to help him in his cakes stall to sell cakes and earn money. He say I must leave school and stay home and help him. My younger brothers and sisters they are too young to work so they can go to school. My mother is too sick and weak as she just born a baby'. Can anything be more atrocious than this? And she's going to sit for her General Certificate of Education in three months' time! And listen to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I was very sad because I don't like to sell cakes I like to learn in school. But I am scare my father he will beat me if I disobeyed him so I cannot say anything to him. He ask me to tell my principal of my school that I am not going to learn anymore. I was scare my principal will ask me questions. Lucky my mother came home from the hospital where she born the baby and say to my father that I should learn in school and become nurse later. So I can earn more money. Sell cakes not earn so much money. She begged my father and at last my father agree. I think he agree becausehe was in good mood. If in bad mood like drunk he will beat my mother up and make trouble in the house.So my mother told me I was no need to stop learning in school. And that was the happiest day in my life which I shall never forget'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said slowly and mediatively, "I wonder why most of them write like that? Day in, day out we teach grammer and usage. For my part, I've taught them the use of the Tenses till I'm blue in the face, but they still come up with all kinds of Tense mistakes! I've drummed into them that when narrating a story or incident, they have to use the Past Tense, but I still get hideous mistakes such as the one you heard just now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, the teacher, while correcting composition exercises in the staffroom, again he dropped his head into his hands in despair. It was different colleague sitting beside him this time, but the distress in his voice was equally acute as he said, showing her a page from an exercise book: "What do you think of this as a specimen of Secondary Four Composition? I give up! I resign!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, they are all like that," sighed his colleague in sympathy. "You should see the grammer mistakes I get from my Pre-University students, mind you, Pre-University."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher held the offending page in front of his colleague, and with his forefinger traced the lines that had given him the most pain. "Now look at this: I would like is become a nurse and successful career so I have a lot of money and luxuries,' - by the way, I had got them to writeon My Ambition' - 'so I can buy a house for my mother and brothers and sisters' - this is the only snetence in the whole composition that is correct grammatically. Listen to this one, can you make anything of it? 'and my favourite ambition I must strive very hard and make hard afford for if I have no ambition to help my mother and brothers and sisters they is sure to suffer for my father he don't care at all everytime come back from selling cakes only he must drink and spend all money on drinks and sometimes he beats my mother,' it's that Tan Geok Peng from Secondary Four C, you know that timid, mousy-looking girl who looks ready to faint in fright the moment you call her to answer a question. You know, I'm getting very worried about the standard of English in my class. I guess I shall have to get Tan Geok Peng and the likes of her in for extra Saturday coaching, otherwise they'll never make it in the exams. Three months away, I tell them. Just three months tin which to polish up your grammer and vocabulary and punctutaion, and write the first decent composition in your life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The extra coaching did not save the poor teacher from the despair he was continually experiencing. "Ah!" he said, shaking his head sadly, "what shall I do? Read this muck! Let me see - yes, it's from this girl, Tan Geok Peng again - that girl will be the death of me, I tell you. I keep explaining things and going over and over the same things with her, but she insists on giving me such nonsense. Listen to this! She was supposed to write a story with the title 'The Stranger" and all she did was write a great deal of trash about her father - 'He canned me everytime, even when I did not do wrong things still he canned me' - she means 'caned' of course - 'and he beat my mother and even if she sick, he wallop her'. This composition is not only grossly ungrammatical but out of point. I had no alternative but to give her and F9 straightaway. God, I wish I could help her!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the news reached the school, the teacher wad very upset and said, "Poor girl. What? She actually jumped down from the eleventh floor? Such a shy, timid girl. If only she had told me of her problems. But she was always too shy and timid to speak up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Little Ironies ~Stories of Singapore. Catherine Lim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This story makes me want to murder the damn teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6804554512050934450?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6804554512050934450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6804554512050934450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6804554512050934450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6804554512050934450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/04/look-said-teacher-to-colleague-who-was.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6744987883206876488</id><published>2010-04-11T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:51:09.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Artist: Muse&lt;br /&gt;Title: Resistance&lt;br /&gt;Album Title: The Resistance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is our secret safe tonight&lt;br /&gt;And are we out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Or will our world come tumbling down?&lt;br /&gt;Will they find our hiding place&lt;br /&gt;Is this our last embrace&lt;br /&gt;Or will the walls start caving in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) But it should have been right&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) To let our hearts ignite&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) Are we digging a hole?&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) This is out of control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) It can never last&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) Must erase it fast&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) But it could have been right&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is our resistance&lt;br /&gt;They'll keep us apart and they won't to stop breaking us down&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Our lips must always be sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we live a life in fear&lt;br /&gt;I'll wait a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;Just to see you smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill your prayers for love and peace&lt;br /&gt;You'll wake the thought police&lt;br /&gt;We can't hide the truth inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) But it should have been right&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) To let our hearts ignite&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) Are we digging a hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) This is out of control&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) It can never last&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) Must erase it fast&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be wrong) But it could have been right&lt;br /&gt;(It could be wrong, could be...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is our resistance&lt;br /&gt;They'll keep us apart and they won't to stop breaking us down&lt;br /&gt;Hold me&lt;br /&gt;Our lips must always be sealed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night has reached its end&lt;br /&gt;We can't pretend&lt;br /&gt;We must run&lt;br /&gt;We must run&lt;br /&gt;It's time to run&lt;br /&gt;Take us away from here&lt;br /&gt;Protect us from further harm&lt;br /&gt;Resistance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-12035974.post-842707681253665704</id><published>2010-04-11T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T21:34:38.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Artist: Muse&lt;br /&gt;Title: Newborn&lt;br /&gt;Album Title: Origins of Symmetry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;link it to the world&lt;br /&gt;link it to yourself&lt;br /&gt;stretch it like a birth squeeze&lt;br /&gt;the love for what you hide&lt;br /&gt;the bitterness inside&lt;br /&gt;is growing like the newborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you've seen, seen&lt;br /&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;too young, young&lt;br /&gt;soulless is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopeless time to roam&lt;br /&gt;the distance to your home&lt;br /&gt;fades away to nowhere&lt;br /&gt;unstoppable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause you've seen, seen&lt;br /&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;too young, young&lt;br /&gt;soulless is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destroy the spineless&lt;br /&gt;show me its real&lt;br /&gt;wasting our last chance&lt;br /&gt;to come away&lt;br /&gt;just break the silence&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm drifting away&lt;br /&gt;away from you oooooohhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah link it to the world&lt;br /&gt;link it to yourself&lt;br /&gt;stretch it like its a birth squeeze&lt;br /&gt;and the love for what you hide&lt;br /&gt;and the bitterness inside&lt;br /&gt;is growing like the newborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you've seen, seen&lt;br /&gt;too much&lt;br /&gt;too young, young&lt;br /&gt;soulless is everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;destroy the spineless&lt;br /&gt;show me its real&lt;br /&gt;wasting our last chance&lt;br /&gt;to come away&lt;br /&gt;just break the silence&lt;br /&gt;'cos i'm drifting away&lt;br /&gt;away from you oooooohhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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I think you did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6063036959149411449?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6063036959149411449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6063036959149411449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6063036959149411449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6063036959149411449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/03/and-everyone-keeps-telling-me-how-much.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-7875663954704624601</id><published>2010-03-27T15:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T15:32:10.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder if it is really that hard to show a little care and concern for me. Maybe try stepping into my shoes for a while and try to feel the way I feel. Is it all that hard?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7875663954704624601?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7875663954704624601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7875663954704624601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7875663954704624601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7875663954704624601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-i-wonder-if-it-is-really-that.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's quite the same now&lt;br /&gt;I just say your name now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;You don't want me back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you stole my world&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just a phony&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the girl&lt;br /&gt;Leaves me down and lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send it in a letter&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it may take some time to&lt;br /&gt;Patch me up inside&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it so I&lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide&lt;br /&gt;And I may find in time that&lt;br /&gt;You were always right&lt;br /&gt;You're always right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away&lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it you wanted&lt;br /&gt;Could it be I'm haunted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad&lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you back&lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;The best I ever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-1158600057109628788?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1158600057109628788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been busy listening to everybody else that sometimes I even tend to lose my own train if thoughts. And so people think that I am ironman who can handle everything on my own. No need to listen to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"knock knock...?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-987444983724535919?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/987444983724535919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=987444983724535919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/987444983724535919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/987444983724535919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/03/ive-been-busy-listening-to-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6864620317202278472</id><published>2010-02-25T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T22:15:48.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MEOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6864620317202278472?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6864620317202278472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6864620317202278472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6864620317202278472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6864620317202278472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/02/meow.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2634123242737867936</id><published>2010-02-15T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T13:23:54.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is 8888 miles away from great. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2634123242737867936?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2634123242737867936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2634123242737867936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2634123242737867936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2634123242737867936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/02/chinese-new-year-is-8888-miles-away.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-7136224384968360759</id><published>2010-01-31T20:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T21:00:39.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I close my eyes as the curtains draw, I thought I heard your voice but I thought wrong. Cause you're not there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And so I lift my chin as the show goes on, the sky is listening the stars all sing along. And you're not there anymore...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7136224384968360759?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7136224384968360759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7136224384968360759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7136224384968360759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7136224384968360759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/01/and-i-close-my-eyes-as-curtains-draw-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3252672397939673611</id><published>2010-01-11T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T20:17:20.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I cant stand another night&lt;br /&gt;Stand another night without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been away&lt;br /&gt;Everythings dont seem like they used to be&lt;br /&gt;Between you &amp; me&lt;br /&gt;Cause im missing you&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you, love&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you, love&lt;br /&gt;Im missing you, love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Everyday everyday that you gone&lt;br /&gt;Im singing out that sad song&lt;br /&gt;If loving you is wrong&lt;br /&gt;Then it must be wrong&lt;br /&gt;Even if when im gone&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;You're the one i want&lt;br /&gt;You're my number one&lt;br /&gt;I love you, not a fashion&lt;br /&gt;I need to love your passion&lt;br /&gt;But love is everlasting...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3252672397939673611?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3252672397939673611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3252672397939673611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3252672397939673611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3252672397939673611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-cant-stand-another-night-stand.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2173066219252288938</id><published>2009-12-22T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:25:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so damn pissed. You two are not my top priority and you will never be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2173066219252288938?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2173066219252288938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2173066219252288938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2173066219252288938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2173066219252288938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-damn-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3573582330709135588</id><published>2009-12-20T22:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:38:36.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't want to go taiwan.):&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3573582330709135588?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3573582330709135588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3573582330709135588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3573582330709135588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3573582330709135588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-dont-want-to-go-taiwan.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6008100825502693622</id><published>2009-12-19T12:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T12:07:46.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You are very lucky. To be in a family that takes care of all your needs. Friends, to you, are just people whom you recognize and know of. It's okay if they are not part of your life since they will not affect how you would have lived your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are not part of the equation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't owe any of them any explanation. Because it never occured to you that actually if the person meant something to you, talking to them is not really a problem. You wouldn't not have things to talk about. But for you, it has always been this way. Maybe you do see the person as someone important but you just don't know how to tell that person that he/she is I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to know is, am I important to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6008100825502693622?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6008100825502693622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6008100825502693622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6008100825502693622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6008100825502693622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-are-very-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2928552479166692772</id><published>2009-12-18T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T22:33:48.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>'ve been in front of the com with nothing to do... pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2928552479166692772?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2928552479166692772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2928552479166692772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2928552479166692772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2928552479166692772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/ve-been-in-front-of-com-with-nothing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2780528971676404390</id><published>2009-12-17T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:43:37.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am home. Hee. I hope tomorrow's sun will shine for the whole day. So that I can even out my tan. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2780528971676404390?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2780528971676404390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2780528971676404390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2780528971676404390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2780528971676404390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-home.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-5969023825952333489</id><published>2009-12-16T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T21:24:28.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Depreciation. Word of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-5969023825952333489?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5969023825952333489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=5969023825952333489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5969023825952333489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5969023825952333489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/depreciation.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3948121553187509743</id><published>2009-12-15T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T17:44:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My bro and sis are going off to genting later with my aunt and cousins. As much as I hate to be alone with my parents, I am, cos I have my own duties to fulfill. ZAM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3948121553187509743?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3948121553187509743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3948121553187509743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3948121553187509743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3948121553187509743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-bro-and-sis-are-going-off-to-genting.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-5432878472375243828</id><published>2009-12-14T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:42:59.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As much as this isn't going to sound nice, I have to say it: Holidays are gonna end soon. And I'll be wasting one freaking week in taiwan. PFFT!!!!!!!!!!!! And so, I AM PISSED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-5432878472375243828?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5432878472375243828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=5432878472375243828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5432878472375243828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5432878472375243828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-much-as-this-isnt-going-to-sound.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6104383322084243216</id><published>2009-12-13T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:55:09.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Title: Alive&lt;br /&gt;Artist: Black Eyed Peas&lt;br /&gt;Album Title: The E.N.D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so much love&lt;br /&gt;For you darlin' and I,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you know how I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it's true your the only one and I do,&lt;br /&gt;I adore you&lt;br /&gt;And it's true girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel alive I've I've I've [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said - you said - you said&lt;br /&gt;That I'm the only one&lt;br /&gt;You said that I'm your number 1&lt;br /&gt;Now your gone and I feel numb&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where do we go wrong&lt;br /&gt;You are my best friend and boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Now it's seems like you're my worst friend&lt;br /&gt;I gotta do soul searching&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'm a whole different person&lt;br /&gt;I ain't acting like I used to&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel loved like I used to&lt;br /&gt;It was your love I was used to&lt;br /&gt;Why do I had to lo-lo-lo-lose&lt;br /&gt;Your love your love your love&lt;br /&gt;Your love is what it was&lt;br /&gt;That have me feeling {bust}&lt;br /&gt;{You are my true love}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it's true your the only one and I do&lt;br /&gt;I adore you&lt;br /&gt;And it's true girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel alive I've I've I've [x4]&lt;br /&gt;Hey girl your the only one&lt;br /&gt;{Must} be my number one&lt;br /&gt;Now your gone I feel so numb&lt;br /&gt;Tell me how do we go wrong&lt;br /&gt;First friends then we became best-friend&lt;br /&gt;You used to be my girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;Now your my worst friend&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I gotta do a lil soul searching&lt;br /&gt;Without you I'm a whole different person&lt;br /&gt;I don't even act like I used to&lt;br /&gt;I don't even feel loved like I used to&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's your love that I used to&lt;br /&gt;And I feel bad that I lose you&lt;br /&gt;I get so many things that I wanna sa-sa-sa-sa...&lt;br /&gt;I guess this mean that I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the things that I did to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lost without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's true that I love you&lt;br /&gt;And it's true your the only one and I do,&lt;br /&gt;I adore you&lt;br /&gt;And it's true girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U make me feel alive I've I've I've [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La di di da la di da la da&lt;br /&gt;La di da la di da&lt;br /&gt;La di di da la di da la da&lt;br /&gt;La di da la di da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La di di da la di da la da&lt;br /&gt;La di da la di da&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got so much love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La di di di di di di di da la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I adore you and it's true girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel alive I've I've I've [x4]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So easy to fall in love with u&lt;br /&gt;And all the things that you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl your so remarkable&lt;br /&gt;So special, so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;So special, so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;So special, so wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby girl your so remarkable&lt;br /&gt;So spesh-al-al-al-al-al-al&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6104383322084243216?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6104383322084243216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6104383322084243216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6104383322084243216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6104383322084243216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/title-alive-artist-black-eyed-peas.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-921648634221336159</id><published>2009-12-11T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:29:52.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inter-human relations are such a pain in the ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-921648634221336159?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/921648634221336159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=921648634221336159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/921648634221336159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/921648634221336159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/inter-human-relations-are-such-pain-in.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-648057847041651852</id><published>2009-12-10T13:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:11:42.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Those were blissful dreams. And too bad that they were just dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-648057847041651852?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/648057847041651852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=648057847041651852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/648057847041651852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/648057847041651852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/those-were-blissful-dreams.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-5031625434208526107</id><published>2009-12-09T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:38:03.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello I'm back from the boring cruise. Body's feeling kinda warm. Don't know why also. Pfft. Irritating. Right now, my heart's palpitating very irregularly. Wonder what's wrong. Sheesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-5031625434208526107?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5031625434208526107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=5031625434208526107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5031625434208526107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5031625434208526107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-im-back-from-boring-cruise.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2764017980764216278</id><published>2009-12-06T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T00:20:00.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody, I'm going for the stupid cruise tomorrow. Means I can't go for Silver's last lesson. Which sucks ttm(lol). I don't really want to fall aslepp cos falling asleep just means that it'll be sooner before I get on board. But I'm sleepy. And this really doesn't help at all when everyone's so busy with themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2764017980764216278?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2764017980764216278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2764017980764216278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2764017980764216278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2764017980764216278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everybody-im-going-for-stupid.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3208557549035391650</id><published>2009-12-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:23:24.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to fall sick, so that I can't leave Singapore. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3208557549035391650?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3208557549035391650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3208557549035391650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3208557549035391650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3208557549035391650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-fall-sick-so-that-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-8550822517658586111</id><published>2009-12-01T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T12:49:41.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's december. And I still haven't done anything yet. I need to find a direction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8550822517658586111?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8550822517658586111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8550822517658586111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8550822517658586111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8550822517658586111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-december.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6646605867063890621</id><published>2009-11-30T16:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T16:49:43.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everybody. I'm at home. And I slept for 4 hours this morning. Performance is over, everything is over, so now I've got nothing to do. And it's not exactly a very nice feeling. I don't know what to do anymore...):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6646605867063890621?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6646605867063890621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6646605867063890621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6646605867063890621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6646605867063890621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-5909793122544227015</id><published>2009-11-21T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:55:57.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so sleepy. My November is going to be used up just like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-5909793122544227015?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5909793122544227015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=5909793122544227015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5909793122544227015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5909793122544227015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-so-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-5267688051367831202</id><published>2009-11-20T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:09:10.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I made one of my cadets cry. And I totally didn't know what to do when he cried. &gt;&lt; Guess that's why I don't like kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-5267688051367831202?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5267688051367831202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=5267688051367831202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5267688051367831202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5267688051367831202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-i-made-one-of-my-cadets-cry.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6122566576727328414</id><published>2009-11-19T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:31:08.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My holidays are so tiring. Pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6122566576727328414?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6122566576727328414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6122566576727328414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6122566576727328414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6122566576727328414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-holidays-are-so-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-8269971660952467270</id><published>2009-11-18T21:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:23:40.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes it's hard to see all the good things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;And I know it hurts sometimes but you gotta be willing to try.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's hard to see all the good things in your life.&lt;br /&gt;So you gotta be strong, you gotta hold on and love yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8269971660952467270?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8269971660952467270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8269971660952467270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8269971660952467270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8269971660952467270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/sometimes-its-hard-to-see-all-good.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-8771567724667034483</id><published>2009-11-17T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T20:15:34.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate spending nights alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;And I got a blue black on my shoulder hollow from all the locking of rifle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8771567724667034483?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8771567724667034483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8771567724667034483' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2517824982337444428?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2517824982337444428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2517824982337444428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2517824982337444428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2517824982337444428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6229813217188653878</id><published>2009-11-16T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:04:32.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I manage to waste my entire day at home by myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6229813217188653878?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6229813217188653878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's going to be a tough day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3421239910985861570?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3421239910985861570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3421239910985861570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3421239910985861570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3421239910985861570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-going-to-be-tough-day.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6015581551629268958</id><published>2009-11-15T20:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T20:40:32.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm no longer part of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again I never was.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6015581551629268958?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6015581551629268958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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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-12035974.post-7240185016503193107</id><published>2009-11-15T18:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T18:39:34.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I found out whatever that I needed to know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just shows how much I mean to you. All I wanted was to live happily ever after. But I guess fairytales don't happen in reality. All this while, it was just a wishful thinking on my part. The sweet endearments, that kiss. It was all a sham. A manifesto of my own imagination. They didn't mean anything to you. The words that I sent you were probably forgotten upon sight. I don't want to be played by you like a puppet anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my heart has been shattered by you. And I'll have to slowly, cautiously, tape it back with the roll of tape I hold in my hand 24/7 - just in case. It cannot afford to be broken again for if it does, it will never be mended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it looks like I'm not needed nor wanted here anymore.&lt;br /&gt;And to think teacher gave us her blessings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Please tell me if I'm wrong.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7240185016503193107?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7240185016503193107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7240185016503193107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7240185016503193107'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;应该劝你离开他可是我却怎么也做不到，因为当你笑着说我最好了，是你知心朋友，我不敢也没有勇气告诉你别把我当朋友。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-9035081801765464770?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/9035081801765464770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=9035081801765464770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/9035081801765464770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/9035081801765464770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your 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type='text'>Friday the 13th</title><content type='html'>Oranges and lemons sold for a penny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;________________&lt;/font&gt;All the schoolgirls are so many&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;_____________________________&lt;/font&gt;The grass is green the roses red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/font&gt;Remember me, when I'm dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I'm just not on your mind anymore.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8921390180270717490?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8921390180270717490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8921390180270717490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8921390180270717490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8921390180270717490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/friday-13th.html' title='Friday the 13th'/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-1094258943882117440</id><published>2009-11-11T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T19:28:41.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm finally back from everything. Slept for 3+ hours and woke up at 4 this morning. I have been awake since then. Hahaha that's why my eyes are so small now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-1094258943882117440?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1094258943882117440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=1094258943882117440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1094258943882117440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1094258943882117440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-finally-back-from-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2835164054863571178</id><published>2009-11-06T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T14:10:54.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Darling,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  You are in taiwan now, and I miss you. I don't know what's going on but you have managed to lift me up from where I was. And now it's easier for me to bear the days which you are gone. I'm already looking forward to the day when you come home. When you come back. I hope you are enjoying yourself. Drink lots of water, don't come home ill! Remember to take care of yourself!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, &lt;br /&gt;jun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2835164054863571178?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2835164054863571178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2835164054863571178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2835164054863571178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2835164054863571178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/darling-you-are-in-taiwan-now-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2895620691945262475</id><published>2009-11-05T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T19:00:58.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm back from ophir. It was okay. It was raining when we were about to reach the summit and by the time we managed to climb up, we were drenched. Standing at 1276m above sea level isn't something a sane person would do... I kinda like, scratched my arm, now alot of scratches. Heehee...there should be photos on facebook...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2895620691945262475?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2895620691945262475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2895620691945262475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2895620691945262475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2895620691945262475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-back-from-ophir.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6786142533871597028</id><published>2009-11-02T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T15:16:28.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It'd be quite a while...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6786142533871597028?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6786142533871597028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6786142533871597028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6786142533871597028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6786142533871597028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/itd-be-quite-while.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-8049832434137778744</id><published>2009-11-02T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T10:18:25.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Would you join me and take over the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8049832434137778744?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8049832434137778744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8049832434137778744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8049832434137778744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8049832434137778744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/would-you-join-me-and-take-over-world.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-9097009016655051293</id><published>2009-11-01T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T23:00:55.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to book in tomorrow by 2000. Ankle still hurts when i exert it. Stupidity. Slept at 2 and woke up at 7 to go fort canning for the heritage trail. So sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;I don't know what to do anymore.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-9097009016655051293?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/9097009016655051293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=9097009016655051293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/9097009016655051293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/9097009016655051293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-to-book-in-tomorrow-by-2000.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3244894218316479423</id><published>2009-10-31T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:00:08.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Who really cares? My ankle has begun hurting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3244894218316479423?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3244894218316479423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3244894218316479423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3244894218316479423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3244894218316479423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/who-really-cares-my-ankle-has-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-959004980449275296</id><published>2009-10-30T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T17:25:31.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Seems like heaven isn't giving me any more chances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-959004980449275296?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/959004980449275296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=959004980449275296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/959004980449275296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/959004980449275296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/seems-like-heaven-isnt-giving-me-any.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3719301951995829693</id><published>2009-10-29T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T20:05:17.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's going to be a busy holiday. I'm not looking forward to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3719301951995829693?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3719301951995829693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3719301951995829693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3719301951995829693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3719301951995829693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-going-to-be-busy-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6981608667349768541</id><published>2009-10-28T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:22:26.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My parents struck 4D. Wonder if I'm gonna get a share...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6981608667349768541?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6981608667349768541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6981608667349768541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6981608667349768541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6981608667349768541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-parents-struck-4d.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-4416835648197743775</id><published>2009-10-27T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:42:37.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The problem is with me. I guess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-4416835648197743775?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4416835648197743775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=4416835648197743775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/4416835648197743775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/4416835648197743775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/problem-is-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2761956362104507624</id><published>2009-10-26T20:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T20:50:44.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm just left with that little bit of hope hanging onto my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2761956362104507624?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2761956362104507624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2761956362104507624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2761956362104507624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2761956362104507624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-just-left-with-that-little-bit-of.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-7163326155724462673</id><published>2009-10-25T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:30:40.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I place a smile on my face to mask the disappointment that tries to show.&lt;br /&gt;I use a laugh to cover the sound of my shattering heart. &lt;br /&gt;I send a message so that you won't see how much i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7163326155724462673?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7163326155724462673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7163326155724462673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7163326155724462673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7163326155724462673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-place-smile-on-my-face-to-mask.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-272908909666114638</id><published>2009-10-24T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:22:25.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bought new ear piece at ION. I am freaking broke now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-272908909666114638?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/272908909666114638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=272908909666114638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/272908909666114638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/272908909666114638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/bought-new-ear-piece-at-ion.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-3977676226518934068</id><published>2009-10-23T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T22:00:54.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To share the little joys, sorrows and pain with you. But you don't want to and won't let me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-3977676226518934068?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/3977676226518934068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=3977676226518934068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3977676226518934068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/3977676226518934068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/to-share-little-joys-sorrows-and-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2698499350335820444</id><published>2009-10-23T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:41:58.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finalrryyyyy...Marksman.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="#F2ECEC"&gt;I'm not as important as you make me sound right?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2698499350335820444?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2698499350335820444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2698499350335820444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2698499350335820444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2698499350335820444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/finalrryyyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-1752160679706399373</id><published>2009-10-22T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:47:39.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sitting down by the window. My tea's gone cold and I'm wondering why I got out of bed at all. The morning grey clouds at my window, and I can't see at all. But your picture in my phone reminds me that it's not so bad, it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank too much last night, got bills to pay, my head groans in pain. I missed the bus and there'll be hell today, I'm late for work again. And even if I'm there, they'll all imply that I might not last the day. And then you call me and it's not so bad, it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Push the door, I'm home at last and I'm soaking through and through. Then you hand me a towel and all I see is you. Even if my world falls down now, I will not have a clue, because you're near me. And I know that it's not so bad, it's not so bad at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-1752160679706399373?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1752160679706399373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=1752160679706399373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1752160679706399373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1752160679706399373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-sitting-down-by-window.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-1003814917424544325</id><published>2009-10-22T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T14:05:26.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so tired. I just keep going around in circles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-1003814917424544325?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1003814917424544325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=1003814917424544325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1003814917424544325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1003814917424544325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-405447099039653287</id><published>2009-10-21T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:58:32.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel like smiling.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-405447099039653287?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/405447099039653287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=405447099039653287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/405447099039653287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/405447099039653287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-like-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-5964191172445843661</id><published>2009-10-20T13:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T13:53:22.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Waiting for iPod, waiting for you. Waiting for iPod, waiting for you. Waiting for iPod, waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="#F2ECEC"&gt;Happy 3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-5964191172445843661?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/5964191172445843661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=5964191172445843661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5964191172445843661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/5964191172445843661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/waiting-for-ipod-waiting-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6995745683669292532</id><published>2009-10-19T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:44:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday seemed like a dream. Could you tell me what's on your mind? I want to know so badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6995745683669292532?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6995745683669292532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6995745683669292532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6995745683669292532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6995745683669292532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/yesterday-seemed-like-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-7644687600832707021</id><published>2009-10-19T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:51:46.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is a big question mark in my head right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7644687600832707021?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7644687600832707021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7644687600832707021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7644687600832707021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7644687600832707021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-big-question-mark-in-my-head.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-4670463768534938674</id><published>2009-10-17T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:30:45.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't know what to say or what to think anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-4670463768534938674?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/4670463768534938674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=4670463768534938674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/4670463768534938674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/4670463768534938674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dont-know-what-to-say-or-what-to.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2793297209817312350</id><published>2009-10-16T15:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:18:44.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's weather is fine. As fine as my mood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2793297209817312350?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2793297209817312350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2793297209817312350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2793297209817312350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2793297209817312350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/todays-weather-is-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2955014226630096766</id><published>2009-10-15T11:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T11:50:40.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to school later. Yargh. &lt;br /&gt;It's time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2955014226630096766?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2955014226630096766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2955014226630096766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2955014226630096766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2955014226630096766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-going-to-school-later.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-8396372494827321118</id><published>2009-10-14T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:27:58.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I would watch all the movies that you want to watch with you after you're done. I'd go anywhere you wanna go with you once you are free. I'd buy you your heels if you want. I'd do anything to make you laugh, to see a smile on your face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8396372494827321118?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8396372494827321118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8396372494827321118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8396372494827321118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8396372494827321118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-would-watch-all-movies-that-you-want.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-7128018997526322318</id><published>2009-10-13T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:53:25.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finished Coraline. Going to bed now. Hope your head's better. *hugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-7128018997526322318?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/7128018997526322318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=7128018997526322318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7128018997526322318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/7128018997526322318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/finished-coraline.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-6067574778239996605</id><published>2009-10-13T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T11:22:44.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Because you didn't want to. I couldn't bear to either.(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-6067574778239996605?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/6067574778239996605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=6067574778239996605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6067574778239996605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/6067574778239996605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/because-you-didnt-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-1387793386053892284</id><published>2009-10-12T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:17:21.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel confused. It's as if I'm ghost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-1387793386053892284?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/1387793386053892284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=1387793386053892284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1387793386053892284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/1387793386053892284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-confused.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-2085948265705469376</id><published>2009-10-11T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T21:55:48.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The little things that make me happy. A gesture. A smile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1" color="green"&gt;But you don't see it as a responsibility do you? It doesn't matter. If you don't answer me half of the time, why do I tell you my problems?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-2085948265705469376?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/2085948265705469376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=2085948265705469376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2085948265705469376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/2085948265705469376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-things-that-make-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-8150316399313410696</id><published>2009-10-10T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T21:43:48.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just got home. And while I was in the car I heard a song about Singapore and Singlish. And it's definitely not produced locally. I want to find it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And too much power rangers in a day would make you sick...(but I'm still gonna watch them anyway)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-8150316399313410696?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/8150316399313410696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=8150316399313410696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8150316399313410696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/8150316399313410696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-just-got-home.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</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-12035974.post-982686504593584510</id><published>2009-10-10T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:42:33.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanna go out to study. &lt;br /&gt;Do you want to go out with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12035974-982686504593584510?l=chickenathan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/feeds/982686504593584510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12035974&amp;postID=982686504593584510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/982686504593584510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12035974/posts/default/982686504593584510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chickenathan.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wanna-go-out-to-study.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm By Your Side..</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17375055664565949462</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
